Dixie Lynn Dwyer (13 page)

“Wow. That’s kind of fast. I mean we still have two more weeks until the finals.”

He shrugged his shoulders and her concern grew stronger.

“I’ll talk with him.”

“Thanks, Elise.” Keith got up and headed back toward the bar, and a pretty little redhead smiled wide at the sight of him. That must have been Bella.

Elise stood up when she heard her name.

“Hey, gorgeous.”

She turned to see Carver standing there with a beer mug in his hand and smiling at her as he looked her body over.

“Hi, Carver.” She was about to walk away when he stopped her by gently taking her hand.

“Wait, don’t run off, I have a question for you.”

She looked down at her hand and where he held it then back up at him. He got the hint and released her hand then placed his free hand in his pocket.

“I saw you talking with Keith. Nice kid and he has a lot of talent.”

“Yeah, he mentioned something about you and Tagart having connections in the circuit.”

Carver smiled, and it wasn’t a sweet, truthful smile. It was more like a slick, scheming one. Her gut instincts kicked in and she gave him the once-over.

“The guy we work for has connections. If Tagart and I see some potential as we help promote events like this, we give him the cowboy’s name and see what he thinks. But it means getting the cowboy to enter a few smaller contests like this one here that you’re having and see how he does. From there, he shows us what he has on a real bull. I already went out and checked Keith riding at one of the farms. He looked awesome.”

She felt her chest tighten, as thought of Tyson Cobbs entered her mind. She wouldn’t be able to relax until she knew that Carver and Tagart weren’t involved with the likes of Cobbs.

“Very cool. Hey, what’s the guy’s name? Your boss that may be interested?”

He seemed to hesitate a moment but then he answered her question. “The name is Brian Malone. He has a really good business sense and has a son that spent years in the bull riding circuit, too. He kind of knows how much of a risk this is for a young cowboy to take.” He stepped closer, ultimately invading her space as he licked his lips. The conversation suddenly took a turn, making her feel uncomfortable. But, at least she knew that Tysler Cobbs wasn’t his boss.

Carver caressed her arm and stared at her before he went to make a move.

She began to walk away when he stopped her.

He looked her over again and smiled.

“Keith believes that you know a bit about bull riding. He’s a good kid and has potential, but he has a simple life and a girlfriend who wants to get married, have a house, and raise a family. He can’t do that without money, and these smaller contests can help him make some until the bigger events. You’d be a positive influence on him when it comes to making his decision to give this a shot or let it pass him by.”

“I don’t know how much of an influence I can have over Keith. He’ll make his own decisions based on what you tell him and show him. I think he wants to give the smaller events a try, so let him see what it’s like. If he doesn’t make any money, then he’ll drop it and return here to his life.”

“Simple enough. But once the boss makes an investment in him, he won’t want the kid to quit. Our boss doesn’t like to lose money.”

She didn’t like the way he said those words, but she had to ease herself out of this conversation.

“Well, that’s understandable. Good luck with it. I need to get back to work.”

“Sure thing. I’ll see you tomorrow night for the event. I can’t wait to watch you do your thing.” He looked her over again. What the hell? How many times could the guy check out her body? She felt almost violated and as if bad thoughts were going through that guy’s head. She didn’t like him, just like she didn’t like Tagart. Her gut told her to warn Keith away from them, too. Something just didn’t seem right about Carver and Tagart at all.

Tommy picked Elise up from Dixie Chix. Vic was going to be a bit longer after getting an arrest and having to process his prisoners. She couldn’t help but feel proud of them and their profession. But she also worried about them, now that they had shared some of their experiences in the department.

Tommy was no longer wearing his uniform, but instead a pair of camo pants and a Delite Sheriff’s Department hooded sweatshirt. He looked just as lethal to her. They entered his house, she followed him upstairs, and after dropping her overnight bag onto the rug, she played shy.

“How was work tonight, honey?” he asked her as she looked up at him from across the room. He had hungry eyes as he slowly approached her.

She moved around, playing hard to get as she answered him.

“It was busy. G-Force and Big Dog had to break up two fights. Sally sang a lovely duet with Billy. It was ‘Don’t You Wanna Stay,’ and they sang it beautifully together.”

“That’s kind of a sexy song. How did Mason and Steven take it?”

“Oh, they were just fine.”

He wrapped his arm around her waist and hoisted her up against his chest.

“Better men than me,” he whispered as he leaned down and covered her mouth with his. She immediately kissed him back, and as his hand caressed under her skirt to her ass, giving it a squeeze, she moaned. Tommy explored her mouth with his tongue and her body with his hands as she held on to him, absorbing the feel of hard muscles beneath her fingertips. Soon they were both moaning, and then he was releasing her lips.

“I want you, baby. I need you,” he told her as he held her gaze with his beautiful hazel eyes. Tommy reached for her blouse and began to unbutton it, and she reached for those sexy camo pants he had on. As her fingers hit his firm, thick waist, she shuddered in anticipation.

“After inspecting this skirt, I say it’s too damn short unless you’re with me or Vic. Got it?” he scolded as he maneuvered his fingers beneath the elastic of the waist and pushed her skirt down to her ankles.

“Are you going to buy me a whole new wardrobe, Tommy? ’Cause, all my skirts are this length and I like them like this.”

He pushed his pants down and threw off his sweatshirt and T-shirt then grabbed her, lifting her up into his arms.

“Are you sassing me, girl?” he asked while cupping her ass with his hand and letting his long, thick finger caress back and forth between her ass cheeks.

She felt her pussy clench and leak in response to his touch.

Her breasts felt full as she pressed her chest against his and cupped his handsome face between her hands. She stared into his eyes and her heart soared with affection for him.

“I need you inside of me, right now,” she whispered.

He held her gaze then licked his lips.

“In the shower, baby.”

Her heart was racing as he carried her toward the master bathroom. She took advantage of the opportunity to appreciate his backside and the way his large, muscular upper body flexed as he walked. From shoulders to hips, to ass to thighs, he was all muscle and all hers. She couldn’t resist touching him and caressing his back with her hand as he turned on the faucets and got the shower ready.

“You’re beautiful, Tommy,” she told him, in awe of the sight and of the realization that he was hers and she was his. They were going to be making love in the shower, and hopefully Vic would get home in time to join them.

Home? Oh God, this is their home, not mine. But, to think that I could live here with them and have both Vic and Tommy be part of my everyday life.
She froze and wrapped her arms around herself.

“Hey, what’s wrong? I was liking you touching me like that.” He caressed the sides of her arms.

She stared up at him. “Is this really happening?”

He smiled at her as if he completely understood how she felt.

“Yes, this is really happening. I’m about to make love to my woman in the shower, and just maybe, Vic will get to enjoy you in here, too. Now come on. The water is ready and I can’t wait.”

He took her hand and helped her under the spray of water. It was a tad hot but for only a moment, and then Tommy began to lather the soap in his hands and wash her.

He would hand her the soap and she would wash him, allowing her fingers to explore each dip between muscle and bone then over his tattoos.

She absorbed the feel of his large hands caressing her skin, cupping her aroused breasts then lower, over her torso to her mound. They rinsed the soap from their bodies and Tommy wrapped his arm around her waist and hoisted her up against him, so that she now straddled his waist. He pressed her against the wall and covered her mouth with his. He ravished her, and she ravished him. Their tongues dueled for control of the kiss then met in equal truce and passion to explore together. Fast then slow, his tongue danced inside of her mouth while his hand explored her bottom. The moment she felt his hand move under her thigh to her ass, her pussy clenched and tightened. She moaned inside of his mouth then thrust forward as his finger pushed through her puckered hole.

He released her lips so he could adjust his shoulder lower and reach deeper underneath her. His mouth latched on to her breast as she held his head and thrust against his belly. Over and over again he pushed his finger in and out of her sacred hole, making her head spin and her body jerk.

“This ass is mine. All fucking mine,” he proclaimed then licked and pulled her nipple into his mouth. She gasped for air.

He released her breast and maneuvered a second finger up into her pussy. She moaned at the unexpected invasion and wondered how the hell he was capable of doing this to her. In and out he fingered both holes until she screamed her first small orgasm.

Slowly he pulled his fingers from her and kissed her mouth. He kissed along her jaw and then over her eyes as he pressed his chest harder against her breasts. She was wedged against the wall.

“I want in now. I can’t hold off, Elise.”

“Yes. Now.”

He maneuvered his hips, and she felt his cock against her pussy lips for only a moment until he pushed forward. She opened her mouth and tilted her head back as he filled her with his cock. A feeling of pure relief consumed her. This was where she felt safest and most content, with Vic or Tommy inside of her.

Then he began to pump his hips, pressing forward hard then pulling out slowly. It was erotic with the water flowing over them and between them. She opened her eyes to find him watching her.

He grabbed hold of her hips, causing a space between them where she could admire his chest and he could admire hers.

“I love being inside of you. I love your breasts. They’re so full and beautiful. You’re a goddess, Elise.” She reached out to press her palms over his chest, and he pumped over and over again, causing the small veins in his neck to stand out more. She felt so sexy and alive and once again imagined being with him all the time. That was when she remembered condoms.

“Oh God. We didn’t use protection.”

He only slowed a moment as he held her gaze.

“We only used it the first time we made love. Vic and I realized that yesterday.”

She nibbled her bottom lip.

“Don’t worry about it. We want you. We always have. So unless bearing our child would be the most horrific thing that could happen to you, then Vic and I plan on planting as much of our seed into you as we can to seal the deal. I’m in love with you, Elise.”

He thrust his cock into her as he cupped her face and held her gaze. She grabbed on to his wrists, totally shocked at his proclamation. This was too soon. They had only been together for days if not technically, hours.

“Oh God, Tommy. I’m scared.”

“Don’t be. Trust Vic and me to take care of you. No matter what, just trust us.” Before she could respond verbally he kissed her deeply and she kissed him back then thrust her hips against his. He continued to make love to her slowly until they both found their release together.

* * * *

Tommy walked into the bedroom and saw that Vic had come home and put his gun away in the top dresser drawer. His badge was on the dresser along with his keys and Tommy wondered why he hadn’t joined them in the shower. Elise was drying her hair, so Tommy walked out of the room to check on Vic. As he headed down the hallway he heard the door open in the other room and he saw Vic standing there with a towel wrapped around him as he used another one to dry his hair.

“Hey, what’s going on? When did you get in?”

Vic turned toward him and gave a little chuckle.

“When you and Elise were showering. I figured I’d give you a little time alone.”

“Time alone? You should have joined us. We were discussing the whole no-condom thing and I told her how we feel about it.”

“Good. Was she accepting to such a commitment?” he asked, and Tommy wondered why he kept his back toward him.

“Yeah. Hey, what’s wrong?”

“Oh, well, that arrest I got turned into a little battle for BJ and me at the department.”

“What do you mean? When I left you guys were bringing in a few drunks and seemed to have it under control.”

“That rookie, Bronson, forget to pat down the biggest asshole of the bunch. He had a set of brass fucking knuckles on him.”