Matt (Big Sky Lawmen Book 1)

by Vanessa Devereaux

  Just go for it.

  It is now or never.

  She put her mouth on his and ran her tongue over his lips. Next thing she knew he’d put both his hands on her butt cheeks, squeezed them hard and then pulled her in closer.

  Oh, yeah, he was ready to rock and roll. His erection strained against her belly. At least she wouldn’t need to do much for him in that department. His tongue slipped inside her mouth, and they kissed for what seemed like forever before he finally pulled away from her.

  “I didn’t think hook… that you liked kissing clients,” Matt said.

  Did they, didn’t they? Damn, she should have done some research on prostitutes, too.

  “Some of us don’t mind,” she said.

  Yeah, leave it as an open ended answer, and that way you haven’t said anything out of place.

  He hung onto her, letting his hands move up to her waist. “I heard it’s so you keep your distance and don’t get attached to any one client,” Matt said.

  “Each girl has her own set of rules.”

  Getting quite good at this whole thing now.

  He nodded. “So what are your rules, Mia?”

  “I don’t have many. Just the one, and that’s my aim is for the client to have the best time of his life while he’s with me.”

  Now she really sounded like a call girl.

  “Um, I like that.”

  Emily pushed her hands down the front of his shirt, past his waistband and wasn’t sure what came over her when she grabbed his crotch and squeezed his cock, which felt like it couldn’t possibly get any harder.

  “How about a blow job to get our evening started?” she asked him.

  WTF, no way had that come out of my mouth.

  Chapter Seven

  He knew he’d turned red because he could feel his skin getting hotter and sticky, but maybe that was just because he was standing mere inches from the cutest woman he’d ever seen. Matt hadn’t known what to expect when he’d agreed to go through with this. For all he knew Mark Vincent’s girls could be average. But Mia, while not super model beautiful, was oh-so-pretty. Strawberry blonde hair, cute nose with a generous sprinkling of freckles across its bridge, and beautiful greenish eyes with flecks of hazel in them. His heart had actually skipped a beat when she’d first opened the door to him. This was a real woman with curves and cuteness, and the sort of girl a cowboy would fall hard for.

  She kissed him again. She did that very well. Probably from all the practice she’d had. Now she was unbuttoning his shirt, and he hadn’t responded to her suggestion yet. Did silence mean “Yes, go ahead, give me the best blow job of my life”? Maybe there was some secret code in the world of prostitution.

  Mia was on his third button. She pulled back both sides of his shirt and kissed his chest.

  Damn, that was nice, very nice. Her lips were like bird’s wings gently fluttering against his chest. Wonder if this Mark character ever sends them for lessons? Just where did you learn this sort of stuff from anyway? Did they practice on their boss first?

  While he’d been deep in thought and trying to figure out what to do and how to ease into let’s just snuggle baby, she had his pants open and he knew this was as far as he could take this or he’d ruin the whole undercover thing. Any evidence they gathered would be inadmissible in court. However, she was cute and she had her hand on his dick, he was a guy…

  He knew they should have sent someone else to do this.

  “How about we take things just a tad slower,” he said, knowing she’d probably been instructed to do everything he’d ask of her.

  She let her hand slip from his cock and stepped away. “Sure anything you want because you’re paying.”

  Matt nodded and eyed his beer. He needed another drink. He walked over to the bottle, put it up to his mouth and then turned to see she was heading his way.

  “You want to fuck me cowboy?” she asked him.

  Matt made two fists, pretending had hadn’t heard what she’d just asked him. If he’d have set eyes on Mia under any other circumstance, he’d be in seventh heaven right now.

  Before he could stop her, she’d unzipped her dress and it now sat around her ankles. She wasn’t wearing pantyhose and before he knew it she was reaching behind her back. Matt knew she was unclasping her bra and that he should stop her, but somehow the words wouldn’t come out of his mouth. Yeah, right, that’s your excuse buddy.

  This was business. She was a call girl. He wasn’t here for fun or even to lust after her but that’s what he was about to do as she slipped her bra off her shoulders.

  Matt swallowed, and slyly pulled on his pants that were getting tighter in the crotch by the minute. Looked like Mia was about to pull down her panties and he couldn’t allow that.

  “Hey stop, don’t go any further,” Matt said.

  He took two strides over to her and grabbed her hand.

  Another big mistake because her skin was soft, her perfume tickled his nose, and her breasts rubbed against his chest.

  “You don’t like what you see?” she asked him.

  She looked up at him and he saw a sort of sadness in her eyes, the beginning of tears maybe.

  He’d offended her. Could you actually do that to a call girl? Maybe in their line of work it was an insult.

  “No, no, it’s not that but I’ve had sort of a rough day. I’m tired and I was wondering if maybe we could just talk instead of f…instead of have sex.”

  “You want to talk?”

  He nodded. “You don’t mind, do you?”

  She shook her head. “It’s your money and your time so you call the shots.”

  “Great.”

  “How about we snuggle under the covers, that way I feel like at least you’re getting something for your money,” she said.

  Before he could say sitting in chairs was perfectly okay with him, she was heading toward the bed, her cute high cut panties riding high on her butt. She lifted the quilt and sheet on the bed and slipped in. Then Mia patted the space beside her.

  He wished she’d put her bra back on but if he got too picky she might smell a rat.

  Matt was about to slide in beside her when he forgot he still had his boots on. He kicked them off and got under the covers. Within seconds, Mia’s body was keeping him warm.

  “I like your aftershave,” Mia told him as she put her nose close to his cheek.

  “Thanks my mom gave it to me for Christmas.”

  Had that made him sound like a momma’s boy, the creepy sort that book time with a hooker and then kill her?

  “She has perfect taste.”

  “She’ll be happy to know that,” Matt said.

  She snuggled into him some more and then put her hand on his crotch.

  “You’re hard, are you sure you don’t want to fuck me?” She slid her hand under his waistband, he heard her mumble and then quickly pull it out.

  “Something wrong?” he asked,

  “No, everything’s fine.”

  Maybe she was scared that he’d report her to her boss and what a great way to ease the conversation onto Mark Vincent.

  “You won’t get in any trouble from your boss will you? I mean if we don’t actually do the need.”

  “No, he’ll be fine about it. The money’s the only thing he worries about.”

  “Yeah, don’t all bosses. So how long have you been working for…”

  Oops, he almost said his name.

  “Working for the escort service?”

  “A couple of years.”

  “You enjoy it?”

  Dumb question, Matt.

  “It pays my bills.”

  “And the owner is he a nice guy to work for?”

  “He’s like any other boss.”

  Geez, I’m getting nowhere with this line of questioning. Maybe she senses what I’m up to. Maybe he’s warned her not to say a word.

  “Is this is his only business?”

  She didn’t answer but instead slid up onto his body and straddled
him. Her thighs were sexy, her hips curvy, and her breasts big and the nipples pink and inviting. This was sheer torture but maybe that’s what she intended. She was doing it to distract him from his line of questioning. Smart girl. Smart boss to instruct them to do this sort of thing.

  “You ask lots of questions, cowboy,” she said, as she put her fingers on his lower lip.

  “I’ve always been inquisitive.”

  “You said you wanted to talk, not ask me questions, so let’s talk. How about you telling me about yourself? Let’s start by you telling me what you do for a living.”

  “Now you’re asking me questions,” Matt said.

  “Sorry, I guess I’m inquisitive too.”

  Oh yeah, he’d got a smart one here. He was betting she was one of Vincent’s best girls.

  “I’m a rancher. Work on the family ranch with my father.”

  “That sounds great. I’m also going into the same career as my dad.”

  “So hook…so the escort business isn’t your main line or work, I mean not unless your father’s a…?”

  “An escort? No, he’s an attorney and I’m about to start law school.”

  “Really, that’s very…”

  “Very what?”

  “Very interesting. So you do this to earn money for your tuition?”

  “Yep, that’s right and you’re asking questions again so I think I’ll do this.”

  Before he could say a word, she had her lips on his, her tongue flicked across the lower one and all he could think about was flipping her on her back, ripping off her panties and making love to her.

  “Is that the time?” Matt asked.

  “Our two hours aren’t up yet,” Mia said.

  “I know but I suddenly realized I have to go milk some cows.”

  Had he just said that?

  “At this time of the night?” Mia asked.

  “They’re a special breed that likes being milked as the sun sets.”

  She slid off him. “Are you sure?”

  “Absolutely.”

  He was about to say you can ask them if you don’t believe me but he realized how stupid that would sound.

  “I mean you’re not leaving because you don’t find me attractive enough to fuck.”

  “You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.”

  He wasn’t lying about that. If he was on his own time and this was a woman he’d met under normal circumstances, he definitely wouldn’t be leaving this soon. However, he couldn’t keep this up much longer and he knew he’d been right. He stunk at undercover work. He’d gained nothing, besides an uncomfortable hard-on. He’d walk away with no information about her boss and Matt guessed Mr. Agent Man wasn’t going to be happy. He’d warned him and maybe next time, he’d go undercover instead of Matt.

  “Would you like to book me again?” she asked.

  Her voice and question threw him. He turned to look at her. She was so cute he didn’t know how he could say no to her. Next time he’d be all prepared and he’d do better. Well at least that’s what he’d tell the FBI agent.

  “I think I would. Same place and time?”

  “Do you like Flathead Lake?”

  He loved it and it’s where he and his dad often went fishing when they wanted to get away from the ranch and work.

  “One of my favorite spots.”

  “Glad to hear that and as you seem to need to relax and unwind, how about we meet in a house on the south side? She grabbed her bag, pulled out a slip of paper and wrote an address down on it.

  Matt took it from her.

  “It’s a family cabin and I haven’t been there for years and I want to go open it up and air out the place so I could do with some company. How about Saturday afternoon and you won’t have to pay, it’s a freebie.”

  He looked at her. His first instinct was that maybe he was going to be set up, that Mark Vincent would be there waiting for him, pistol whipping him and asking why he’d asked Mia so many questions. However, something told him, she was being honest. She was just a girl looking for some company.

  His heart told him trust her and it had never been wrong.

  “Sure, tell me the time and give me the directions and I’ll be there.”

  Chapter Eight

  Emily hoped that Mia wouldn’t be angry about her setting up another ‘date’ with Matt without going through her boss. Or the fact that she’d invited him to Flathead Lake and the family cabin in the woods. She hoped he hadn’t been lying about the I just want to chat thing. He seemed a really nice guy and for some reason seemed uptight about something. Maybe it was his first time just like it had been hers.

  Maybe he was a virgin. He’d talked about his mom picking out his aftershave for him which she’d thought was super cute. Her future spouse would need to be close to his family but maybe Matt was a mama’s boy. Her mom had always said they were ones to avoid at all costs because you could never live up to the expectations of the woman who’d birthed and raised them.

  Emily walked outside and got into her car.

  Listen to me. I’m talking like he’s a prospective guy to date. She put her hands on the steering wheel and as she’d suspected, she’d lost a couple of her false nails.

  She yawned. It hadn’t been as bad as she’d thought but then again, it hadn’t turned out like she’d imagined. She hadn’t counted on her being so attracted to a cowboy. Yeah, she knew a true blue cowboy when she saw one. The way he wore his hat and boots. She hadn’t counted on him just wanting to talk either. Something about him had intrigued her and that was the reason she’d asked him if he wanted to see her again.

  No, that was a white lie. She wanted to see him again because he was cute and something about him made her heart beat pick up.

  Emily yawned and looked at the dial on the car’s dashboard. She had to be up early tomorrow morning because she had her first law class. Ethics no less. If she didn’t get some shut eye she was bound to fall asleep during it so she should get a move on.

  *****

  Matt wasn’t going to call Agent Lewis tonight because he wanted to get inside his apartment and take a shower. A cold one.

  He’d never been that tempted by a woman ever before. Okay, he had but not one he knew he couldn’t touch and kiss and make love to.

  He threw his keys on the couch and marched into the bathroom. He looked into the mirror and saw that some of her pink lipstick still clinging to his lips. Even her perfume hung onto his clothes.

  If only she wasn’t an escort working for a criminal.

  He slammed his fist down by the sink. Damn, why was life always like this?

  He saw her face and that curvy body and it made him hard all over again.

  One cold shower coming right up.

  He turned on the taps and wondered what had been digging into his underwear since he’d gotten into his truck. Well, apart from his cock that had been semi-hard all the way home.

  Matt unzipped his pants and pulled them down and then as he took off his underwear he saw two nails fall to the floor. Pink just like her lipstick. He bent down and picked them up, relieved that they weren’t her real ones but the fake kind. She must have lost them when she’d stuck her hand down the front of his pants.

  He laughed as he held them up. Should he return them to her? Nope, she’d probably be embarrassed. He set them down by the taps and then removed the rest of his clothing and jumped into the shower, letting the water cascade down his chest.

  Resting his head against the cool tiles, all could think about was Mia. He had some fantasy that he would get her out of her life of sex and shame and be her knight in shining armor. Maybe she’d leave on her own accord once she got out of law school.

  He found himself running his hand up and down his shaft without realizing it. He groaned as he jerked off to the best image he’d seen in what seemed like forever, Mia.

  Chapter Nine

  “I don’t think it’s a good idea,” Mia told Emily as soon as she’d announced she was see
ing the client again.

  “So you don’t see clients more than once?” Emily asked her.

  “I do but I’m used to this sort of thing and we usually meet at that hotel.”

  “I know but he’s just a sweet cowboy and he didn’t even want sex. In fact, he just needed to talk. You ever had a client like that?”

  “A couple of times and they were both impotent.”

  Emily twisted her hair around her fingers. She was happy to know that it wasn’t only her client but nervous that maybe Matt had some kind of sexual problem

  “I don’t think he’s impotent because he was hard most of the time.”

  “Then it sounds like he’s a virgin,” said Mia.

  “Yeah, he could be one of those. He lied about going to milk cows on his father’s ranch. I knew he was just saying that because he felt awkward.”

  “I’m beginning to think I dodged a bullet by giving him to you.”

  “He’s sweet, really he is.”

  “Sounds like someone might be falling for him and that’s another no-no.”

  Emily had already guessed she wouldn’t make it very far in this business.

  “Do I have your okay to meet with him again? I mean I know it’s not by the books but I promise I won’t let you down.”

  “Okay, just this once but if you want to continue then you’re going to have to let me take you along to my boss and do things his way.”

  Emily wasn’t going to tell Mia she wasn’t interested in working for her boss just in case she changed her mind about allowing her to see Matt one more time.

  “But be smart and be careful and if I don’t get a call from you by 7 p.m. on Saturday evening, I’ll know something’s happened to you and I’m calling the cops.”

  “Okay.”

  “You take care.”

  “You too.”

  Emily finished the call and smiled, thinking about what she was going to wear the next time she saw him.

  Chapter Ten

  Matt knew he had to pick up the phone but he couldn’t muster up enough motivation to actually do it. He’d gotten about an hour’s sleep. He’d gone to bed, woken up and felt as horny as hell. He’d jerked off, fallen back to sleep only to wake up in very much the same condition and repeated the whole thing again. He’d finally dropped off to sleep only to be woken up by his alarm clock thirty minutes later. He knew he had to check in with Agent Lewis. He knew the guy was probably going to be as pissed as hell that he hadn’t stumbled on a single thing, well besides the fact that he had the hots for a hooker.