Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 86455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
He kept his kisses soft, because Tildy was soft. She was soft and clean and far more innocent than he was at her age. He’d already been in the Army four years and finished up one tour overseas by that time.
His tongue glided over her bottom lip, begging for entrance. Her lips parted, taking him in. Hawk groaned at how pliant she was in his hands. She had no idea what these hands had done, the destruction they’d caused. He didn’t ever want her to know.
Tildy’s hands threaded through his hair, and she pulled him closer. Hawk had her settled on his lap, trapping his cock, which was growing harder by the second. His hand gripped the fabric of her dress at the hip. She was so desperate to get his tongue inside her mouth; it had him wondering about the rest of her. Slowly he pulled up the hem and slid his hand along her bare thigh. His fingertips found the waistband of her panties.
When he had first met her, he imagined running his hands through her hair. Now he was getting an X-rated version of that wish, as he brushed over her soft curls, which were just starting to dampen. He pressed his middle finger against her, parting her. She felt amazing. She probably tasted as good as the summer rain that was beating down on the hood of the truck.
She felt more than amazing. She felt like Heaven. With her eyes closed and her cheeks flushed she definitely looked like-
He froze.
“Angel?”
Tildy’s eyes remained closed and her breathing heavy. She didn’t seem to have heard him.
“You’re a virgin?”
Tildy’s eyes fluttered open, and she gasped. “Oh! Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no.” She pushed his hand away, righted her panties, and shoved herself off his lap and back toward the passenger seat. Her firm ass grazed his firmer cock and he growled instinctively but let her go.
“I’m sorry!” she told him. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for that to happen.”
Hawk shifted a little, trying to find a comfortable place for his raging hard-on. “It’s okay,” he told her.
“No, really,” she insisted. “I wasn’t teasing. I just- I don’t know what happened.”
She did look fairly bewildered. Hawk guessed he couldn’t blame her. He’d only meant to kiss her. They’d both let things get out of hand.
Hawk threw open the door to Maria’s and stomped inside. The look on his face had people scampering out of his way. He headed straight to the table and flopped into an empty chair.
Tex grinned at him. “Back so soon?” he asked. “Did you play Indian Savage and the Prairie Maiden with Tildy in the parking lot?”
“Mark!” Abby chastised.
Hawk turned the full force of his glare on the Cowboy. “Don’t,” he warned. Normally Hawk was up for his friend’s banter, but not at this moment.
Tex laughed. “Oh, so you didn’t play Savage and the Maiden. Gee, that’s too bad.”
Slick appeared and set down a beer in front of Hawk. He snatched at it and took a long pull then set it down. “You have no idea,” he growled.
Tex cocked his head to one side. “About what?”
Hawk shook his head. “She is,” he replied.
Tex frowned. “She’s what?”
Hawk closed his eyes, trying to will his cock and his temper to settle down. When he felt confident, he opened them again. “Tildy’s a virgin.”
Slick gasped.
Tex’s mouth dropped open.
Caleb paused with his beer half way to his own lips. “Jesus,” he muttered. “Must be like waving a red flag in front of a bull.”
Slick slapped Hawk’s arm. “Hawk Red Cloud, don’t you dare!”
Hawk flinched away from the little barmaid. “I wouldn’t!” he insisted. “I didn’t! I put her in her car and sent her home. It just... got away from us, that’s all.”
“What got away from you?” Easy asked, pulling up a chair and settling into it.
Hawk just shook his head.
“Tildy,” Tex answered for him, “is as pure as the driven snow.”
Easy’s eyes widened. “No shit?” He turned to Hawk. “Are you sure? She’s 22. Maybe when she said, ‘I’ve never done this before,’ she just meant large Indians in honky-tonk parking lots.”
Hawk shook his head.
“Well, what exactly did she say?” Easy pressed.
“She didn’t,” Hawk replied. “She didn’t say anything.”
“Oh, okay. So you don’t really know,” Easy concluded.
“No. I know.”
Easy turned to Slick. “Can I get another beer?”
Slick reached down and grabbed Hawk’s freshly opened bottle and handed it to the younger man.
“Hey!” Hawk protested. “That’s mine!”
Slick turned the full force of her glare on him. “Not anymore,” she informed him. “You’re in the dog house.”
“For what?! I said I didn’t do anything!”
Slick leaned down into his face. “Then how do you know Tildy’s a virgin?” she asked sharply.
Hawk scowled and looked away.
Shooter shook his head. “Let his fingers do the walking,” he surmised.
Sarah’s head snapped up and she turned her glare on her husband. “Chris!”