Coyotes & Curves
onto bed.
    “I know, Baby. Hopefully this next time will be the last,” He replied. This is what he had told her the last time, before he left and the words were getting old.
    “You said that, before you left this time!”
    He could see the disappointment on her face, so pulling her naked body close to his own he wrapped his strong arms around her, hoping to ease the disappointment and pain. She had been after him to leave Rock Ridge, for months now.
    “I know… But, I still have work here.”
    “What work? Helping the government kill… your people?” Her words were soft, but they cut deep. Deeper than Red, wanted to admit.
    “They’re not my people.” He spoke but his words had no validity, only the pain of not knowing what, or who he was. He wanted to be human, but he wasn’t. He didn’t want his blood to be mingled with that of the red man, but it was. And the animal that lived inside of him was strong, fighting constantly to be released and seek revenge for the abuse he suffered as a pup. There was a time when he wanted to kill them all, but that was before he met her, Jessica. She’s the one who has taught him how to love – To realize that there is good among the humans, that including the Indians to.
    “Let’s leave Red. Let’s just pack everything up and go.” Jessica’s face was glowing with the thought of the two of them finally leaving the dusty pit of a town, and moving further west. “We could go to San Francisco, Red. They’d never find us there. Please say yes, oh please.” Her brown eyes were large and they pleaded with him to go… But he couldn’t. He knew if he didn’t help Kearny find the girl, there would be trouble for them all. So he had already decided that he would help him get the girl – settling his debt – and then he would take Jessica Lily and leave this godforsaken place…for good.
    “I can’t… Not yet. And that’s the end of it.” His word was final, and seeing the look of concern on his face – something he never shows – she knew he was done and would talk on the subject, no more.
    “Then make love to me, you wild animal…” She smiled and her eyes lit up once again.
    And that’s what he loved the most about her. She was always going to stand behind him, and all of the decisions he made…right or wrong.
    Her body was wonderful. It was soft and pale, with full curves that he loved to explore. Sometimes with his fingers and sometimes with his tongue – which no ends to the depths in which it could reach. He took her when the need to hold, and it took hold often; but she always held a little in reserve – Keeping his beast at bay. But tonight she wanted it all… Anything he wanted, that’s what she had said.

 
    “Anything?” He asked, parting her legs.
    “Yes,” She said. And electricity shot through her body as she guided his hand over her thigh, and between her legs, where she pushed his fingers firmly against her wetness. She closed her eyes tightly and moaned loudly as he massaged the outside.
    “Ooooh,” she cooed, lightly, enjoying the touch of her man as he slowly made his way inside. She curled her lips, looking for his, and he moved ever so close; covering her mouth with his, providing a wet kiss that seemed to last forever.
    Another finger joined and he pushed deeply, massaging her clit with his thumb as he probed inside. Her hips rose, pushing her pelvis into his hand, and she bucked back and forth, signally her want for more. Like teenagers in heat they ravished each other, locking their mouths in a wet embrace. His tongue filled her mouth, searching her thoroughly before letting go and biting her lip. A shock of electricity traveled through her body with the pleasure of the pain, and she tugged at his hair, sending his face below.
    “You have such beautiful breasts. They’re so white and, so soft,” he whispered, panting and removing his fingers from her hole. She gasped with the loss, only to purr when he freed her breasts,

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