Longarm and the Banker's Daughter (9781101613375) by Evans Tabor

Author:Evans, Tabor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin USA
Published: 2012-11-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“What I want to know,” Longarm said, trying to ignore her taunting invitation, staring out the oval-shaped cavern door, puffing the cheroot with a little too much vigor, “is what kind of trouble you got yourself into with Gunn and Cruz?”

“Do you have something I can wash myself with?”

Frowning, he turned to where she still sprawled as though on some red plush settee in an expensive flesh parlor in Denver, naked as the day she was born. He let smoke dribble out his nostrils. “Huh?”

“I asked you if you have something I could wash myself with, Longarm.”

He gave another disgusted chuff. “Reach into my saddlebags there.”

She leaned over, flattening one leg while tilting the other toward it, and rummaged around in one of his saddlebag pouches. She pulled a frayed green cloth he used for giving himself the occasional whore’s bath when out on the trail, and a cake of lye soap tucked inside it, then pulled the steaming cook pot to the side of the fire. She rose up onto her knees, soaked the cloth in the water, wrung it out, and rubbed the soap over it.

Slowly, gently, she began rubbing the rag down her right arm while Longarm pointedly ignored her, knowing she wanted nothing more than to get him worked up so he’d forget the question and maybe even forget about hauling her beautiful, nasty ass back to Jawbone.

“Would you like to do this for me?” she asked, staring at him from beneath her brow on the other side of the fire, the flames playing beguilingly over her breasts, shoulders, flat belly, swelling hips, and long, supple thighs. It caused copper sparks to flick like miniature javelins from her eyes.

He couldn’t help feasting his eyes on her hands and the soapy rag and the breast she was soaping so thoroughly, the nipple jouncing as she did. He swallowed down the hard knot in his throat, grunted softly at the pull of his pants across his stiffening member.

“I’ll say I don’t,” he said, hearing the lie in his own heavy words. “But you go ahead and take your time. We got all night, I reckon.”

“Oh, you’re such a sourpuss!” she said, pooching her lips out in a pout. “Okay, if you must know, I snuck off away from the camp you found me in . . . with the money that Heck Gunn and Orlando Cruz stole from my father’s bank.”

She lifted her chin and closed her eyes in sensual delight as she ran the wet, soapy cloth up over her right breast, making it jiggle. As the import of what she’d just said reached his brain, he lifted his eyes from the soapy orb to her eyes on the other side of the fire.

Lines of incredulity sawed across his forehead. “You what?”

She giggled and gently squeezed the soapy nipple between her thumb and index finger, causing it to stiffen. “Sure enough. I double-crossed them before they had time to double-cross me. You don’t think they’d really

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