Longarm and the Arapaho Hellcats (14 page)

He must be dreaming.

But then he felt several hands caressing him with damp cloths and he turned to see another pair of breasts jostling at his side opposite the first pair. He looked up to see Cynthia smiling down at him.

“I think he's coming around,” she said. She lowered her head, kissed his lips. “Easy, sweetheart. You just lay still and let Casey and I tend to you.”

He was as naked as the day he was born.

He lay in a bed with a charcoal brazier glowing nearby. He must be upstairs in the saloon. Two candles guttered on a dresser, shunting shadows this way and that. They slid ­gold-­limned silhouettes across the young women's naked ­bodies—­still warm and damp from a recent bath.

“I'll say he's coming around,” Casey said.

Cynthia laughed.

Longarm looked down past his belly and saw that his cock was at ­half-­mast and growing.

Casey touched the tip of her finger to the swollen head and arched a brow at Cynthia. “Do you mind?”

“Dear,” said Cynthia, “what better way to help you over this horrible tragedy. Besides, he's way too good for me not to share him.”

The hellcats giggled and bounced around on their knees, making the bed shake. Casey glanced at Longarm, shook her long, blond hair back behind her shoulders, and lowered her head to his crotch.

“Mmmm,” she said, sucking and licking. “So good . . .”

Soon the head of his cock was causing her cheek to bulge.

Longarm ground his heels into the bed and groaned.

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