by S. E. Smith
Allie buried her face in his chest and sighed. She could handle a lot of things, but knowing she was powerless to stop what was to come was more difficult than she realized. She nodded when he asked her if she was okay.
“Come on,” Jacob whispered. “How would you like a proper bath? It might even be big enough for two.”
“I’d like that, cowboy,” Allie whispered. “Thank you, Jacob.”
“For what?” He asked, tenderly brushing her hair back behind her ear.
“For caring,” Allie replied softly.
*.*.*
“Is that one of them?” Clancy Butte asked the man standing next to him.
“Jacob Tucker,” the man replied.
“Who is the half-breed?” Clancy asked, watching as Jacob Tucker tucked a strand of the glossy black hair back behind the woman’s ear.
“From what I overheard, he claims she is his wife,” the man said. “What do you want to do?”
“We need to bust Wyatt out first,” Clancy said, turning to his younger brother. “Once we have Wyatt, we go after the brothers.”
Ellis looked back as the couple walked down to the hotel. “When are we breaking Wyatt out? The Army is here for him. If we aren’t careful, they’ll get us too,” he said, shifting uneasily.
“They have two men taking him back to the fort tonight,” Clancy said, lighting the cigarette he had rolled earlier. “We kill them. Then, we follow Jacob Tucker and his wife.”
“I’ll get the horses,” Ellis murmured, turning away.
Clancy didn’t bother watching his younger brother leave. He drew in deeply on the cigarette and watched the couple pause outside the hotel before entering. There was something strange about the woman. It was more than she was a half-breed. It was the way she talked and acted.
He’d never heard a woman talk like she did. A smile curled his thin mustache as he blew out a puff of smoke. She said that she would scream loud enough to draw the attention of the Calvary. He might just take her up on that threat.
*.*.*
Jacob smiled and handed several coins to the two boys who had hauled the last buckets of water up the stairs. Both of them grinned and thanked him profusely as he closed the door. Flicking the lock into place, he turned to see Allie standing by the steaming tub with her back to him.
She had removed her hat and laid it on the dresser next to the brown paper package he had asked Mrs. Jackson to send over to the hotel as soon as possible. He quietly removed his gun belt and draped it over the chair. Walking across to where Allie was standing, he tenderly placed his hands on her shoulders before running them down her arms to her hands where he threaded his fingers through hers.
“Are you sure about this, Allie?” He asked, quietly. “I don’t want you doing anything you aren’t ready for.”
He felt her squeeze his fingers before she pulled away from him and turned. Looking up at him, her eyes were filled with a shimmering warmth that scorched his blood. She reached up and touched her lips to his in a kiss that was so light, so delicate that he would have thought he imagined it, if not for the bolt of electricity that shot through him.
“Damn, Allie,” Jacob muttered, drawing her into his arms. “I love you.”
“Make love to me, Jacob,” she whispered. “Make me believe in forever again.”
“Forever was the day I saw you coming around the end of that horse trailer with your eyes flashing and your fists clenched,” he said. “The second I saw you I knew I was a goner.”
Allie tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled him closer, silencing him with her lips. He was saying all the right things. His words were tearing down the wall that she had built around her heart to protect it.
“Love me,” she gasped as she pulled away.
“Always,” he promised.
Jacob’s fingers trembled as he started releasing the buttons on her shirt. He kissed her neck as he slid it off her shoulders and tossed it onto the chair. His hands ran down to grip the tank top that she was wearing under it. Gripping the bottom, he pulled it upward and over her head.
He smiled and tossed it on top of her shirt. Pressing a kiss to her right shoulder, he ran his fingers under the bottom of her sports bra. He grabbed the end and slowly pulled it over her head as well.
“Finally,” he muttered. “I swear you are wearing too many layers. God, Allie, you are so beautiful.”
He watched as her head fell back as he cupped her breasts. He had known that they were full, he could feel their weight against him when she snuggled up to him at night, but to see them like this! He swallowed as he bent to brush his lips over first one rosy tip then the other.
Her panted cries struck him hard as the careful control he was trying to maintain stretched closer to the breaking point. He pulled back with a muttered curse, and fumbled with the unfamiliar clasps on her jeans. She reached down and quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her pants. She toed off her boots at the same time as he realized he needed to remove his.
“Damn,” Jacob said again as he pushed her jeans and panties off, watching as she kicked them to one side.
“You have too many clothes on,” Allie complained as her hands went to work on his clothes. “How long do you think the water will stay hot?”
Jacob’s eyes flashed to the steaming tub, then down to Allie’s nude body. His own body was throbbing with need. With a groan, he stilled her hands as she reached for him.
“Wait,” he hissed, closing his eyes and drawing in a deep breath in an effort to regain control. “I swore I was going to do this right.”
“Yeah, like right now,” Allie said as she reached for him again.
Jacob’s chuckle echoed as he opened his eyes to stare down at her. The determination and pleasure reflected in her gaze pulled a low moan from him. She really was going to kill him if she kept looking at him like that. He pulled her up, holding tightly onto her hands.
“Get in the tub,” he murmured. “I want to wash you. I want to know every inch of your body and like you said, we have all night.”
Allie rose on her toes and pressed another kiss to Jacob’s lips before she pulled away. A satisfied smile curved her lips as she noticed the pained expression on his. Turning, she stepped over to the side of the tub and touched the water. It was already beginning to cool a little.
“You are beautiful, Allie,” Jacob said as he watched her.
“You’d better hurry, cowboy,” Allie replied as she stepped into the water and sank down. “I’m also very impatient to get my hands on you.”
“Damn,” Jacob chuckled and quickly pulled his shirt off. “How can a man resist an invitation like that?”
*.*.*
Allie watched as Jacob tossed his shirt to the side before his hands went to his pants. He quickly unbuttoned them and pushed them down. Allie’s eyes widened when she saw a familiar brand of boxers on his slender hips.
“You went shopping while you were in my time,” she noted with a grin.
Jacob flushed as his fingers ran around the top of the soft cotton underpants he was wearing. Taylor had shown them a lot on the Internet and both he and Jonathan had ordered a multitude of items. He liked the feel of these much better than the ones from his time. His flush deepened when Allie whistled softly under her breath as he slid them down and kicked them aside.
“Damn,” she whispered, eyeing him.
Jacob walked over to where she was sitting in the large copper tub. It took up almost a quarter of the room, but he figured they would only need it and the bed for the night. He picked up the small bar of soap from the table next to the bath and unwrapped it. He like the soap from her time as well. Motioning for her to scoot forward, he stepped into the hot water behind her.
“Would you miss your time if you were to stay here?” He asked in a husky voice as he slid down behind her.
Allie rose up and scooted back along his thighs as he straightened his legs under her. She lay back against his chest, shivering when his arms came around her and he
held her close. There was something special about sitting in an old copper bathtub, a small fire in the fireplace, with the fading light of the day surrounding them.
“Maybe a little,” she admitted.
“Just a little?” He whispered as he began rubbing his hands along the smooth skin of her stomach. “Maybe I can make it worth your while to not care about the little things.”
“Jacob,” Allie whispered, closing her eyes as his hands came up to caress the heavy mounds of her breasts.
“I like it when you say my name, Allie,” Jacob admitted as he ran his soapy hands over her breasts, catching her nipples between his finger and thumb. “I want to hear it when I bring you to pleasure.”
Allie nodded, unable to speak as he pressed a kiss to the side of her neck. The things he was doing to her was definitely bringing her pleasure. She tilted her head to the side as he continued to kiss her neck while running his hands over her.
“I saw you that night in the cabin,” he admitted. “When you touched yourself.”
“I was thinking of you,” she whispered, flushing and moving against him. “I was imagining your hands on me. I was so achy.”
“It was one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen,” he whispered as his hands slid down to the smooth skin between her legs. “How is it that you don’t have any hair here?”
“Jacob,” Allie moaned, pressing back against him as he ran his fingers along her slit. “I… I wax. I’ve never had a lot of body hair, anyway. Damn, but that feels so good.”
“It looks good, too,” Jacob admitted as he gazed over her shoulder. “I want you to do it again. I want to watch you pleasure yourself while I hold you.”
“Play with my nipples,” she said with a smile and let her fingers drop down between her legs. She found the sensitive nub, and began rubbing on it. “My nipples are very sensitive and it turns me on when if you play with them.”
“Like this?” Jacob asked, gently rolling them between his fingers.
Allie shook her head and moaned. “Harder, rougher. I like it rough,” she admitted.
“Like this?” he asked again, this time pinching them hard.
A shudder ran through Allie and she gasped, arching back against him. The added stimulation ignited her body into a sudden fire storm of need. Her fingers began moving faster as he played with her nipples, nipped her neck, and watched.
It didn’t take long for her to come. It was as if her body was suddenly alive again. Her choked cry echoed around them as she stiffened. Jacob held her tightly, his hands still cupping her breasts as she shattered.
“Oh, cowgirl, you have no idea how beautiful that was,” he soothed as she shuddered and melted back against him. “I want to see you come again and again.”
“I think it is going to be you that kills me, instead,” Allie chuckled.
She sat forward and rolled in the tub. A teasing smile curled her lips as she stared into his flushed face. He had been more affected by what just happened than she thought. Her eyes lowered to the water, where she could see his long, thick cock straining upward. She nudged his legs apart so she could kneel between them. It was a tight fit, but she didn’t mind.
She reached for the soap that he had placed back on the small table. Picking up the small piece of square cloth, she wet it before rubbing the soap into it until a nice, fragrant lather formed.
A small smile curved her lips as he watched her. Or rather, he watched her breasts as they moved back and forth with her movements. She purposely dragged it out because she wanted to prolong their first time together.
She set the soap back on the table and began to slowly wash his body. He wasn’t the only one who wanted to discover every inch. She tenderly washed his neck and shoulders, pausing on several scars.
“I was shot,” he whispered. “It was in the last days of the war. I had been pretty lucky until then. Fortunately, the ball went all the way through. Jonathan was able to doctor me up.”
“And this,” she asked, pausing on a long thin scar on his side.
“Fight,” he said. “Man pulled a knife. I should have expected it. He was cheating at cards.”
Allie looked up into his eyes and shook her head. “I’m lucky to have found you.”
“I think the luck was on my side,” Jacob admitted. “Whatever it is, I’ll take it.”
Allie nodded and gave him a faint smile before turning her eyes back to her exploration. The soapy cloth ran down over his stomach. She saw the muscles of his stomach clench as she moved lower. A shuddering breath escaped him as she wrapped it around his throbbing length.
“Oh, cowgirl,” Jacob moaned as his head fell forward as she stroked his long shaft. His hands curled and gripped the sides of the tub. “Yes, Allie.
His hips rocked with her movements. A long, low moan escaped him again when she moved the cloth to his heavy sack while her slender fingers wrapped around his cock. He closed his eyes and counted as he did everything he could to not explode. It wasn’t easy.
His lips parted when he felt her breath. Opening his eyes, he stared into hers as she leaned forward to kiss him, her hand still wrapped tightly around him. The kiss was filled with hope and… love.
Jacob’s eyes softened as he returned her kiss. Allie may not be ready to admit it yet, but she loved him. He could see it in her eyes and in the way she touched him. She loved him and when Allie loved, she loved with her whole heart.
He released his grip on the side of the tub and slid his hands over the smooth, wet skin of her back. Hope blossomed inside him. She was beginning to accept the feelings he had for her.
“Allie,” Jacob muttered. “I want to make love to you. I hate to say it, but I want more room when I take you than this tub has.”
Allie chuckled and pulled back. Gripping the side of the tub, she stood up. Standing proudly in front of him, she enjoyed watching his face as his eyes followed the water droplets that coursed down her body. She reached both her hands down to help him up, but he was already rising out of the tub. His mouth caught at the teardrops that hung from the tips of her nipples.
“I could lick every drop of water from your body and still be thirsty for more,” he said in a low, husky voice.
Allie giggled and shook her head. She wasn’t about to tell him how corny that sounded because it was also the most romantic things she had ever heard. She watched as he stepped over the lip of the tub onto the small rug.
Hell, I just might let him try, she thought as she placed her hand in his, so he could help her out of the tub.
She didn’t complain when he reached for the towel and began to dry her. He paused to press a kiss every once in a while. Goosebumps formed on her skin when he turned her around and began to dry her back.
“How rough do you like it?” He asked as he ran the towel over the curve of her ass.
“I’ll tell you when it's enough,” she promised, tilting her ass backwards when he slid his hands over the smooth skin.
“Damn,” he muttered again. “Get on the bed. I want you to lay on your back with your legs spread open.”
Allie started in surprise at the sudden hardness in his voice. She glanced over her shoulder at his face and saw the tight, determined set to his mouth. It wasn’t until she looked into his eyes that she understood what was about to happen. He was going to give her some serious loving and it wasn’t going to be soft and gentle. No, it was going to be hard and wild, just like the man.
Allie nodded and walked over to the bed. Pulling the covers back, she laid down just as he instructed. She half expected to be self-conscious. Hell, the only other man she had been with was Chris. Yet, the promise in Jacob’s eyes excited her to the point she just wanted to know what was going to happen next.
Her eyes followed his hands as he dried his own body. Each stroke was designed to keep her focused on what he was doing. Her eyes widened when he stroked the towel along his cock. She couldn’t resist licking her lips as he did it.
A low curse followed h
er intentional tease. Her eyes flashed back up to his. The promise of retribution glowed in them. She widened the spread of her legs in return, showing him that she was no shrinking violet to his dark looks.
“You are playing with fire,” Jacob warned her as he tossed the towel aside.
“I always did like to see how hot it was,” she whispered in return. “Now, are you going to show me, cowboy, or just tease me all night.”
Chapter 24
Jacob was on fire. He never realized just how different it was making love to a woman he was in love with. This was nothing like the women he had been with before. Hell, he couldn’t even remember what they looked like. The only thing he could think about was the beautiful, passionate woman lying on the bed before him.
A moment of nervousness and doubt rushed through him. What if he didn’t live up to her expectations? He had seen some of the moving pictures on the thin box that Taylor had shown him and Jonathan. Hell, some of the things the men and women were doing had brought a blush to his face. Still… they had also given him some ideas, he thought as he pushed the doubt away.
“Show me where you touch yourself,” he ordered as he walked over to the bed.
Allie pulled the folds of her labia back and touched the small nub. He smiled as he kneeled down on the bed and reached out to replace her hands with his. He glanced up at her before he bent forward and touched his tongue to where she had touched.
“Jacob!” Allie hissed. “Oh, yes!”
Jacob played with the tiny nub, teasing it with his tongue until it swelled under his assault. He ran the fingers of his right hand down along the slick, silky skin before pushing one finger into her. He was rewarded with another low cry and more of her sweet juice.
He loved the feel of her as her body greedily tried to pull him in. He continued his assault on her until he felt her start to shake. His own body was taut as a bow. His balls were drawn up to the point he felt like when he came, it would be an explosion unlike anything he had ever had before.
Pulling his fingers from her, he glanced up at her tight, flushed face. Her eyes popped open to stare at him with a dazed, almost panic, expression. Her lips parted and she was panting.
