The Gunsmith 386 by J. R. Roberts Read Free Book Online

well . . . just tell him I was looking for him, will you?”
    â€œSure, Mr. Adams,” the deputy said. “Can I tell him what it was about?”
    â€œJust tell him I have a name for him.”
    â€œOkay, I will.”
    â€œThanks.”
    Clint left the office. Since he was depending on Ingram to get him a horse for the next morning, all he had left to do was go back to his room, pack his saddlebags, and make sure his weapons were in proper working order.
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    When he got to his room, it was getting on toward dusk. From beneath the door he saw light. He put his hand on his gun and opened the door.
    Maria lay on the bed, stark naked with her eyes closed. Rather than pretending to be asleep, she writhed slowly while moving her hands over her body. She started at her breasts, rubbing them and playing with her nipples until they were erect. As she continued to tease herself, she purred softly as if she were alone in the room. Clint watched while he undressed, enjoying every second of the show she was giving him.
    Her hands drifted down over her stomach as her legs opened wide. One hand eased down her thigh while the other went straight to the thatch of hair covering her slick little pussy. Arching her back when she touched herself, Maria ran her fingertips up and down to trace her pink lips. Clint couldn’t wait another second before crawling onto the bed to start licking her. That seemed to genuinely surprise her, but Maria quickly began grinding against his face.
    Clint’s tongue brought her to a quick climax that sent shivers through her body. When she opened her eyes, she watched him settle on top of her and guide his erect penis toward her dripping wet slit. Maria reached down with both hands to open herself for him, and when he entered her, she placed her fingers on his shaft to feel him sliding in and out. Once he picked up speed, she moved her hands up onto his chest and wrapped her legs around him.
    For several minutes, he savored the warmth of her skin and the touch of her nails against his body. She then wrapped her arms around him and held him close enough for Clint to feel the heat and firm, smooth texture of her breasts. Every time he pumped into her, she let out a short, groaning breath. Maria’s hands roamed over Clint’s back until she stretched her arms over her head to grab on to the iron bars of the bed’s frame.
    Clint rose up so he was kneeling between her legs. Still inside her, he held her legs and spread them open wide so he could start thrusting with building intensity. Maria’s eyes remained closed but a smile crossed her lips. Leaning forward a bit, he placed his hands upon her breasts and massaged them as he pumped in and out of her. Maria’s skin was hot and she moaned with pleasure as he rubbed his palms against her nipples.
    Looking down, Clint drank in the sight of her. The sound of her breathy moans made his erection even harder. She squirmed so much and responded so intensely to everything he did that Clint got the sudden urge to drive her wild. Keeping one hand on her breast, he teased her nipple while reaching between her legs to rub her clit as he continued to drive into her. That caused her eyes to snap open and her voice to catch in her throat. It wasn’t long at all before her entire body was rocked by a powerful climax. When she was through, Maria crawled out from under him and pushed Clint onto his back.
    Taken by surprise by her sudden move, he was surprised again when she wrapped her lips around his cock and started bobbing her head up and down. She sucked him hungrily, eager to drive him just as wild as he’d driven her. As she ran her lips up and down his rigid pole, she raked her nails along his chest and stomach. Soon her entire body was in motion as if she meant to crawl on top of him without letting her mouth stop what it was doing.
    Her mouth slid over every inch of his cock. When she