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  G-man and Handcuffs

  Copyright © 2010 by Abby Wood

  ISBN: 978-1-936751-01-3

  Edited by Georgia Woods

  Cover by Valerie Tibbs

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  ~ Dedication ~

  To Fiona Vance and Shirin Dubbin for all the hours of fun you've given me while we played P.I. Girls, Powerpuffs, and Charlie's Angels. You both are the best!

  Chapter One

  “I can hear you.”

  Jolene Connor groaned and hobbled the rest of the way to the riverbank, where her G-man stood with his back toward her. If she hadn’t stepped on the darned rock, she would have made it. Wrapping her arms around his waist from behind, she gave his cock a squeeze. “One of these days, I’ll be able to sneak up and surprise you.”

  He reached behind him. His fingers moved over the bare skin on her hip. She giggled. “Surprise.”

  In the fluid motion of one trained in tactical maneuvers and accuracy, Tony Greer turned, lifted her up and claimed her mouth. Jolene held onto his shoulders, wrapped her legs around his waist and melted into his kiss. Despite the warm temperature of the day, she shivered with pleasure. She’d planned all day to shock him by showing up naked outside, and her body was more than ready after running the scenario over and around in her mind.

  She ground her pussy against the flat of his bare stomach and moaned. Catching his lower lip between her teeth, she tugged then let go. She leaned back and smiled. He might have the upper hand on her surprise attack, but he hadn’t expected her to show up down at the river buck-naked and ready to play.

  The evidence of his satisfaction pressed against her. “The other men from your agency have already left.” She stuck her breasts out and enjoyed the way his gaze dropped in between their bodies. “I couldn’t pass up one more time with you…alone, before you leave.”

  His mouth opened, but no words came out. He licked his bottom lip without taking his gaze from her chest. Her nipples constricted tighter, sending a rush of warmth to her core. She could almost feel his lips on her, sucking, biting and driving her wild. He’d discovered how sensitive she was to any attention to her nipples and spent every free moment this weekend making her squirm.

  “The condoms are in my duffle bag at the cabin.” Tony shifted his hold on her until she was pressed against the front of his jeans. He squeezed her ass. His hips thrust against her. His hard cock pressed against her moist heat. “Damn, baby. You have no idea how much you turn me on.”

  She raised her arms and unclipped her long, blonde hair. Grinning, she shook her head and produced a small foil square. “You’ve trained me well, G-man. I’ve come prepared.”

  “That’s my girl.” He slid her down his body and set her on her feet.

  Stepping back, she gave him room to lose the pistol tucked in the back of his jeans, and enough time to step out of his black denims. Was there anything sexier than a man who went commando?

  His dark chest hair trailed down in a straight line to frame his jutting cock. He kept himself neatly manscaped for her pleasure. She loved the way the small patch of hair tickled her clit.

  She kneeled in the sand at his feet. Rubbing the inside of his leg, she raised her hand to his sac. His balls tightened as she trailed her finger from his anus, around his scrotum, until finally she fisted the base of his cock. Lifting the protection she brought with her, she used her teeth and ripped the package open. Carefully, she rolled the condom onto him.

  Lifting her chin, she gazed up into his face. “I wanted to bring your handcuffs, but I couldn’t figure out where to put them where they wouldn’t make any noise. I tried so hard to surprise you.”

  Tony growled. Clasping her upper arms, he pulled her up in front of him, turned her around and positioned her hands together at the small of her back. “You like it rough?”

  She mewed.

  With her wrists held together with one of his large hands, Jolene tugged against his restraint. Her pussy spasmed. He gently pushed her upper body forward until she was bent over in front of him. His cock poked against her ass. Tony used his knee to spread her legs further apart. The slight breeze caressed her damp pussy.

  She pushed back against him. “Fuck me, G-man.”

  Tony ran the head of his cock over her clit and she flinched. Pleasure so intense, she almost came from the contact. Moving her ass, she tried to match his movements, but he kept changing direction. She sucked in her bottom lip and bit down. More, just a little further…

  She gasped. He thrust his cock into her pussy, balls-deep, filling her completely. The inside of her body rippled, and she tried to move against him, but with her hands behind her back, he had her immobilized. She was at his mercy. He controlled the situation. And I like it.

  “Nice and easy.” He rocked back and forth against her.

  The warmth in her lower stomach grew. Her pussy juice coated his cock, and he slid in, out, in, out, stoking the flames. Her breasts, almost too big for her slim body, swung back and forth, further heightening her arousal.

  “Oh…oh…” She tossed her blonde hair down her back, hoping he’d understand she wanted more. Her body craved something rougher, harder, faster.

  He let go of her hip and grabbed a handful of her hair without losing his hold on her hands. “That’s it.” He pulled her back harder against him. “Fuck, baby. You”—he grunted—“feel”—his breath came out hard and heavy—“so g—ah…”

  There was no set rhythm. Her body moved in every direction. She arched her neck and closed her eyes, letting him manipulate how her body rocked back to meet each plunge of his cock. With every surface of her body caressed in some way, she couldn’t concentrate on just one feeling, and yet, the tension in her body rose, stretched, yearned, for release.<
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  Tony let go of her hair, leaned over her back, and squeezed her breasts. She pushed against him. “Oh God.” He concentrated on her nipples, pinching the tight nubs between his thumb and forefinger. His balls slapped against her clit, sending her body over the edge, and all the wonderful sensations exploded in her core and spread out through the rest of her body.

  She screamed as her pussy clenched his cock, and Tony added his own groan to the mix. He let go of her arms and encircled her in his embrace. Together they stumbled backward, but remained on their feet, locked together as one.

  Without his support, she would have collapsed on the ground. Her legs shook. “You are amazing.”

  He chuckled and rubbed her lower stomach. “I’m beginning to like these surprises of yours.” Pulling his cock out of her, he removed the condom and set it by his clothes. “Let’s go wash off, and then I better head back to the city.”

  Her lower lip came out and she turned around. “I wish you didn’t have to go. I like having you here—I even enjoyed meeting the other guys you work with.”

  Tony grabbed her hand and leaned over to kiss her. “I’ll be back next week. I’ve got two days off, and I plan on spending every minute of it finding out what else you’d like to do with me.”

  Chapter Two

  “You bastard!” Jolene stood in the middle of the raft, shaking her fist in the air. “You can’t just leave me here.” She lost her balance and fell back against the inflated side of the gray floating device. “The least you could have done is left me the oars,” she muttered.

  Looking over her shoulder, she eyed the white rapids splashing over the rocks that peppered the Toutle River. Smacking the side of the boat with the flat of her hand, she turned back around. The man who’d paid her a day’s salary to take him out on the water for some fly fishing—but instead had wanted to fuck her in a boat—had just disappeared into the dense forest. “I hope a black bear comes and rips your balls off!”

  She’d floated this river her whole life, and even without the means to steer the boat, she wasn’t worried about navigating downstream until she landed in front of her cabin. She’d jump ship, swim to shore, and have Tony drive her back to her car at the starting point up at the ranger station on Talley’s Point when he came out this evening. Then, if I can track down the bastard who attacked me, I’ll bill his stupid ass for all the supplies I’m bound to lose to the river.

  Stretching her legs out on the bottom of the raft, she leaned back against the side and closed her eyes. She had at least a twenty-minute float time, and it didn’t help her to dwell on something she couldn’t control. There would always be men who thought because she lived alone in the woods, ran a fishing charter business, and surrounded herself with the opposite sex that she’d be an easy target.

  She was getting tired of all the guys who hired her to take them fishing when all they wanted to do was get in her pants, or her shorts in today’s case. She frowned. This latest asshole was a real jerk too. She fingered the front of her shirt where he’d ripped it practically down to her stomach. He had become violent when he heard the word no.

  A pesky bug landed on the end of Jolene’s nose. She swatted it away, opened her eyes and shifted to the other side of the raft. Gazing off into the distance, she recognized Nalley’s Fork in the river. If she went portside, she’d have to bank the raft, but without the oars, that was impossible.

  She peered off to the other side and wrinkled her nose. The current was swift today. Her stomach tightened. With so many rocks hidden below the surface, she usually avoided going that way for fear she’d damage the boat. Dammit.

  Spotting movement in the water, she narrowed her eyes and scurried to get on her knees. Was that…

  “Hey!” Her heartbeat accelerated. She waved her arms above her head. “Tony!” Keeping one arm in the air, she leaned over the side of the boat and paddled the water with her hand. Last week, he’d told her he wouldn’t arrive until tonight.

  Tony threw his fishing pole toward the bank and walked out deeper into the water. She gave a final wave and then used both hands to help shift the boat closer. Thank God.

  Bare-chested and bronzed by the sun, Tony resembled a modern day hero waiting to rescue the heroine in peril. He disappeared under the water’s surface and reappeared in the middle of the stream, directly in the path of the raft. She tossed him the rope tied to the front of the boat and smiled when he caught it. His head bobbed in the water as he fought to tie the end around his waist without sinking.

  A few seconds later, he shook his head to get the water out of his eyes, grinned and swam toward shore. Relieved that she wouldn’t have to abandon her supplies to the river, she jumped out and swam behind him.

  His buff arms sliced through the water, and she couldn’t help admiring the way his back muscles rippled with his movements. He kept his dark hair on the shorter side, and it allowed her to catch a peek at his badge number tattooed on the back of his right shoulder.

  Swimming a few more yards, she was able to touch ground and walked the rest of the way to his side. “Thank you.” She threw her arms around him and laid her head against his chest. “I thought I’d have to float on by the cabin to the lower ranger station.” She stretched up and gave him a kiss. “Mm…I’ve missed you. I didn’t think you were coming until tonight.”

  “I closed the case early.” He pulled in the raft and dragged it up onto the rocks. “What happened?” Throwing the rope down, he cocked his head. “Did you tip over?” His gaze lowered. “Jesus. Are you okay?” He moved over and pulled her torn shirt off her chest. “You’re bleeding.”

  Peering down, she noticed the scratch marks between her breasts. She raised her brows. No wonder her chest had stung so much. “I had a trip scheduled today. Some guy named Kevin…” She fluttered her hand. “He had more in mind than fishing and didn’t like when I told him if he didn’t stop, he could walk back to the starting point.”

  “He got physical with you?” Tony moved over to his pile of clothes, dressed, and picked up the pistol he always carried. “How long ago?”

  She hurried over the uneven rocks. “I don’t know. Maybe an hour.”

  “Let’s go.” He turned and headed toward the path leading to the cabin.

  “Where are we going?” She hitched her thumb over her shoulder. “I shouldn’t leave the boat out here.”

  “I’ll get it later. I’m going after the guy, and you’re going with me.” He pulled his cell out of his pocket, checked the signal, and put the useless phone back in his jeans. “I don’t want to leave you out here by yourself and—”

  “Hang on.” She pulled on his arm and he stopped. “Calm down. I’m not hurt, and I still have all my supplies.” Shaking her head, she snorted. “He’s just a loser. I doubt if he’ll ever show his face around here again.”

  Tony stared her down. She winked. “Come on. This is our time. It’s hard enough going so long between visits, I don’t want to waste it on someone like that creep.”

  “It’s not safe for a woman alone out here.” He sighed. “I need to set you up with a satellite phone at least.

  She laughed. “I’ve lived in the cabin for six years, and before that, this might as well have been my backyard—growing up I spent so much time hiking, camping, and fishing. I’m perfectly fine here.” She led him the rest of the way to the small house. “Besides, I’ve got a surprise for you.”

  Instead of leading him inside, she giggled and ran around the side to the back, giving him no choice but to follow her. After he’d left last weekend, she’d rummaged through the spare bedroom with plans to clean it out completely for when he and the other agents came to visit, and found the hammock she’d bought years ago. It’d taken two days to hang the blasted thing up, but she couldn’t wait to try it out.

  Stopping in front of her creation, she pulled off her wet shirt and slipped out of her cutoffs. She placed her hands on her hips and waited for Tony to remove his clothes.

  “What are we do
ing?” He set his pistol down on his sneakers and proceeded to strip down.

  “We’re having sex on the hammock.” Jolene sat down on the edge of the rope swing and stretched out. “It’ll be fun.”

  Crossing his arms, he stood naked beside her. His brows were pulled down as if unsure. She laughed. “Don’t tell me my G-man is scared to get on here with me.” She patted the intricately designed ropes. “It’s safe. I put an extra rope on each end and tied it securely to the tree. You’ll see…it’ll hold both of us just fine.”

  “I’ll squish you.”

  “Nah. It stretches. Come on.” She pushed up on her elbows and scooted over a little more.

  Instead of sitting down and pulling his legs up, Tony tried to stretch out and lay on the edge. She screamed and grabbed him, but it was too late. They both flipped upside down. She landed directly on top of him.

  “Oh my God! Are you okay?” She dug her elbows in his chest in an attempt to get up, and he emitted a groan. “Sorry! Sorry.” Planting her hands on the ground on each side of him, she removed some of her weight. A small giggle slipped out. He appeared perplexed.

  “Safe. My. Ass.” He coughed and sucked air into his lungs. “You knocked”—he turned his head to cough again—“the wind right out of me.”

  “Oh, poor G-man.” She rolled off him and stood up. “Come on, we’ve got to try this again. I worked really hard on it.”

  Tony grabbed her ankle, her knee, her ass, and pretended to struggle to stand up. “How about we go inside and find a nice, soft, unmovable bed?”

  Jolene shook his head. “Please? For me?”