Page 23 of Redemption in the Dark (The Righteous 5)
She shook her head no. A few minutes later, her face changed, and she nodded. “How did you hear that from so far away,” she whispered.
“It’s a gift. I’ve always had great hearing, and when I served, I ended up with the nickname Radar.” She tilted her head at the name. “Radar was a character in an old television show that could always hear the trucks and helicopters before anyone else.”
They looked up as the black helo flew overhead, but it was heading in the wrong direction. He waited to make sure it was out of earshot before veering Viho back to the trail.
He needed whoever was following them to lose them. If it were a special ops team of any kind, they would know how to track, and a horse with two people on it would leave deep tracks. He looked down, and thankfully the ground had dried up well from the rain the other night, but he needed to be strategic, and they needed to make more ground.
“I need to find another river,” he said more to himself than Maeve, but she answered.
“It’s that way. I’m really good with maps and memorized the entire area at the Ranger station. They had a map on the wall,” she said casually. The shock of her statement hit him first, but memorizing that whole map was highly impressive.
Trusting she was telling the truth, he turned Viho in the direction she’d pointed. It felt way too familiar to be stalked. The hunter once more became the prey. He’d thought when he joined the U.S. Marshal’s office after getting back from the hell of being overseas that he’d do all the hunting from now on. Apparently, that wasn’t the case. Besides, the best-laid plans were pathways lined with gold, and they all led to hell.
Maeve was convinced that God was testing her. How many days in a row could she go feeling a hot guy rub up against her and not have sex? By the tenth fucking day, she deserved a medal or a trophy because his cock was pressed into her ass, and he constantly had his arm wrapped around her waist. Yes, they’d been on a horse, but dammit! Her inner demons were in a full freak-out mode, and her body felt like it was going to burn up without a release soon.
She looked over at the man who was the sole focus of her desire and licked her lips. He was kneeling by the water and drinking some of it from his cupped hands. Even that simple act seemed like the sexiest thing she’d ever seen.
“That’s it. I’ve had enough of this.” She marched toward Wolf and pulled the shirt she was wearing off over her head.
“I was thinking we’d rest here for the night….” Wolf stopped talking as he stared up at her. “Wh-What are you doing,” he asked, stumbling over his words. His eyes were wide as saucers, and she loved it.
“I need a shower, but I don’t see one around.” She shrugged, unclipped the bra, and held it out, letting it dramatically drop on top of the shirt. He seemed frozen in place as he stared, his mouth half open, his eyes roaming all over her chest. “So I’m going for a swim.”
She pulled on the leather belt buckle holding up her too-large pants, loosened it, and the pants pooled around her ankles.
“Did you want to join me?” She smirked as she bent over in front of him to untie the boots, taking a few extra minutes to untie the little bows.
When she stood up, she realized that Wolf had stood and taken a large step back. His eyes were fixed on her body, and his jaw was clenched tight, twitching, but he made no move to touch her. She couldn’t tell what he was thinking at all, other than a little bit of shock? Her gaze flicked to his crotch and the thick bulge that was pressing against the front of his jeans. Taking a step toward him, Maeve held out her hand.
“Why don’t you come wash off with me,” she said, her voice laced with the heat that was searing her up.
“I already told you no.”
She took another small step in his direction, and he took a step back, mirroring her. “Wolf, no one is around, and I’m not going to tell your boss.”
“I’d know,” he said, and his voice was firm, but his flexing hands said that his body was not as sure as his mind was. “I live by a code.”
“But you want to, don’t you? Ignore your code for one afternoon. We’re in the middle of nowhere, and both adults.”
His eyes flared before a steely mask replaced the once heated look.
“I said no, Maeve, and I meant it.” Turning, he marched off and disappeared into the forest.
Shit, he’s probably out there jerking off right now.
The thought that he might be out there pleasuring himself right now amped up her need so much that her mind was running in crazy circles. Mumbling every bad word she could think of under her breath, she stomped into the cold water, goosebumps spreading all over her body. The water hit her searing pussy, and the extreme cold only made it worse instead of cooling her off as she’d hoped. She gasped and bent over. Unable to stop herself any longer, she slipped her hand between her thighs.
Stumbling out to the deeper part of the water, she submerged herself in the cool, slow-moving current and moaned as her fingers sank into her heated walls. It was always the same when she gave in to the addiction, and the demons took over her actions. Getting into trouble had become second nature and having sex was her soother to the bad shit in the world. It was the morphine to her abused and battered soul. Breaking the surface to suck in a mouthful of air, she sunk below the surface again, and her other hand pinched her nipples hard as her fingers pushed faster into her body.
She was so close, the cold water heightening the already intense sensation that was threatening to overtake her body. Bubbles rose to the surface as she screamed with the powerful orgasm that rocked her body, bowing it back as every muscle went rigid.
Breaking the surface, she took another deep breath, but now that her body had gotten a taste of what it needed, she couldn’t stop. She pictured Wolf naked, her hands running all over his deeply tanned skin and exploring every single one of those dips and plains. It was like his body was calling her name.
She thought about how he needed to brace himself against a tree as his hand wrapped around that raging hard cock. He stroked it as fast as her hand worked her body over. The satisfaction of knowing he’d be out there jerking off to the sight of her body as she fingered her pussy sent a thrill right down to her toes. The second release had her biting her lip to keep from screaming like a banshee. The euphoria was setting in, her mind fuzzy with the blissful feeling of nothing other than pleasure.
The pain that hung around her neck and the ghosts of her past that haunted her mind dissipated and flowed away as the water around her. But the desire wouldn’t let her go. The searing heat demanded another round. It was like what she’d done was a mating call and wouldn’t be satisfied without more. It reached up like a sea creature and wrapped around her body like a tentacle as her hand continued to thrust between the folds of her swollen and abused pussy.
Spreading her legs as wide as she could, she kept her nose above the water. She slipped two more fingers into her body. She wanted more, something else, anything else. Even the saddle horn on the front of the saddle was beginning to look like a good option. The thought of Wolf penetrating her ass as she sat on that horn with the wide leathery end put her over the edge a third time.
