Mountains of No Return by Jon Sharpe

Author:Jon Sharpe [Sharpe, Jon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781101580233
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2012-04-03T00:00:00+00:00

16

“It’s another reason I ain’t taken a man,” Aggy said quietly. “It’s downright embarrassin’. Like bein’ born without a nose or ears.”

“Your buckskins hide it well,” he said.

“Why do you think I wear them so loose?”

The rest of her, Fargo saw, was absolutely fine. She had a flat stomach and nice hips and her thighs were exquisite. Her thatch formed a fluffy triangle at the junction. What with her tousled hair and her full red lips, she was as alluring as could be, breasts or no breasts.

“Well?” she said.

“A woman doesn’t need tits to be pretty and you’re as pretty as they come.”

Aggy brightened. “What a sweet thing to say.” She patted the ground. “Enough of this jabber. How about you come over here and prove it?”

Fargo slid next to her. “Just so we’re clear,” he said. “I’m not looking for a wife.”

“Just so we’re clear,” she replied, “all I want to do is fuck.”

Fargo laughed. He spread his arms and she came into them and hungrily glued her mouth to his. She kissed fiercely, passionately, as if seeking to devour him. When he parted his lips she sucked on his tongue. Her nails dug into his shoulders so hard, it hurt. Their kiss lasted a long time.

“Not bad,” Aggy said huskily when she eventually drew back. “You’ve had practice.”

Fargo flexed a shoulder. “I’m going to need salve for the scratches when you’re done.”

Aggy giggled. “You just might. I tend to be a she-cat and she-cats have claws.”

“Claw away,” Fargo said.

Aggy pressed to him again and impatiently pulled at his shirt. He helped her slide it off. She pried at his gun belt and got it off and loosened his pants. He thought she was going to strip them off but she licked her lips and plunged a hand inside.

Fargo stiffened, in more ways than one. She fondled and gripped him and smiled.

“Oh my. I got me a big ’un.”

Fargo couldn’t speak for the constriction in his throat.

“Cat got your tongue?” Aggy said, and laughed. “Men are all the same. A gal gets hold of their pecker and they can’t hardly think straight.”

Fargo covered her nipples with his palms and pinched each one.

Aggy gasped in surprise. “What are you doin’?” she demanded. “I ain’t got no titties.”

Fargo pinched each nipple again, harder.

“Oh, God,” Aggy said. “Men don’t hardly pay them any mind.” She swooped her lips to his and delved her tongue deep into his mouth. Meanwhile, her hand stroked his pole and her fingers rimmed the tip.

It was all Fargo could do not to explode. He lowered her onto her back, none too gently. She liked it rough. The rougher, the better. When he twisted a nipple she thrust her pelvis against his and softly cried out.

“Yes! Oh yes!”

Fargo ran his other hand down over her belly to her bush and along her left thigh to her knee. Her skin was silken smooth and hot against his.

“I want you so damn much,” Aggy breathed. As if to prove her point, she sank her teeth into his shoulder.

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