Total pages in book: 158
Estimated words: 145803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 729(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 145803 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 729(@200wpm)___ 583(@250wpm)___ 486(@300wpm)
“There have been a number of fatalities,” Benny agreed, “due to heat exposure, but the trail is closed now during the summer months. Tourists used to hike in without realizing just what they were getting into with the kinds of heat we get here. These are geothermal pools. The waterfalls are even hot. When you wade through the water, you’ll feel how warm it is.”
He indicated for Vienna to walk ahead of him, but he retained possession of Zahra’s arm as if she might not be able to make it over the ground by herself. Liza hurried up to him and began to pepper him with questions, bouncing around him in her very small one-piece that looked as if it might fall off of her.
Benny sighed and looked down at Zahra, who looked up at him more amused than anything else. Vienna had seen her charm everyone male from two-year-olds to ninety-year-olds with just that little lift of her dark eyebrow and twisted enigmatic smile. Benny looked as if he might heave Liza right back into the Colorado, although Vienna doubted it was a possibility. The woman was sticking to him like glue.
She left them to vie for the guide’s attention and joined Harlow, Stella, Elsa and Verma as they explored. Raine and Shabina waded through the warm, shallow pools and then came back to their little group.
“What is going on over there? What in the world is Zahra doing?”
“Trying to get away from Benny,” Harlow said. “At least she’s pretending she’s going to leave him. Liza is doing her best to drag Benny away from Zahra, and Benny is holding on to Zahra for dear life. I think the shark is circling and he doesn’t want his lifeline to get away.”
“She’s having way too much fun scaring him like that,” Shabina observed.
Behind them, just emerging from the narrow passage, Clay Fontaine and Burt and Blane waded through the shallow warm water to the rocky path that brought them back to the shore.
“Look at that,” Clay said, his voice a little overloud. “Benny’s got all the luck.”
They watched as Liza gripped Benny’s arm and pretended to hop around on one foot as if she might have hurt her ankle. Zahra stepped back again to give Benny and Liza room, but Benny caught at her wrist and reeled her in like a fish.
“That’s what he gets for being stinking rich and being good-looking. I want a piece of that tail,” Clay said, “but you don’t see women like that falling all over me.”
Burt whistled low. “Some guys get all the luck. I want a piece of that too.”
Blane studied the two women with the guide. “Guess we’re going to have to make a lot more money, Burt.”
“I don’t know, some women fall for the cute-boy act,” Burt said.
“You’ll have to teach that one to me,” Clay said. “I have to get them drunk. Works every time.”
Harlow and Vienna exchanged a long, mischievous look and then gazed around their circle of friends. Elsa and Verma were already on the move. Elsa slithered up beside Clay, running a hand up his arm to his shoulder.
“I don’t think you’d have to get me drunk, Clay, I’d fall all over you,” Elsa decreed in a sultry, southern voice. “Verma? Honey? What do you think? Should we take him home to the others? They’ve been looking for a really hot man. He’s a river guide. I think he’d qualify.”
Clay’s laughter was gruff, but he looked a little alarmed as the women circled around the three men.
“I don’t know, Elsa, he’s looking pretty hot to me too,” Harlow said. “Stella’s getting married, but the rest of us are just looking for a good time. These boys qualify. We just want a piece of tail. I like looking at fox tails.”
“You and your fox tails, Harlow,” Vienna said with disdain. She rubbed Blane’s boyish cheeks, which were now bright red. “Have you ever done pony play? You’d look divine with a bit in your mouth.” Her thumb ran over his lips.
The three men, mouths open, stared at the women, shock on their faces. Elsa and Verma stroked Clay’s arms, shoulders and back, murmuring to each other as if he were just an object, what fun the other women would have with him. All the while, Vienna, Shabina, Harlow, Stella and Raine discussed how the two brothers would look so cute dressed up in various forms of kinky play.
By the time the three men managed to break free from the circle, they were bright red and not from the heat or the sun. The women burst out laughing.
“That should teach those boys not to make objects of women,” Elsa said. “Where in the world did you learn all that, dear?”
“I do all sorts of research,” Raine answered. “I pass interesting things on to my friends. You never know when it will come in handy.”