Stony Creek Cowboy [Stony Creek] (Siren Publishing Classic) (23 page)

Hunter never got to finish as everyone started laughing at Jackson choking on his beer.

Mabel was discharged from the hospital two days after the holiday and apparently not a moment too soon. Billie heard from Julia directly that poor Nat had his hands full trying to keep his stubborn mamma in bed and from pulling out her IV lines. Billie let her go home with the promise that she would come into the office once a week until Billie was satisfied. Things were pretty uneventful for the next few weeks with the routine of work, hot monkey sex with Jackson, and taking care of the house and office work becoming set into place.

Billie sat at her desk munching on her avocado salad, thinking of how deliciously erotic Jackson was. He had ridden Lachlan over last night and crawled into bed with her while she was sleeping. Her schedule had been so exhausting for the past several weeks, even though she had tried to stay up waiting for him, she must have fallen asleep. She was awakened by the feel of his soft kisses on the back of her neck as a very naked, warm, and hard body slid into bed and pressed against her back. That wasn’t all that was hard.

Billie rubbed her posterior against the hard ridge of his huge cock, which was nestled between her cheeks. Jackson continued his gentle seduction by placing his lip at the base of her throat and sucking in her soft skin. The sensations sent bolts of pleasure straight to her pussy while his hands melted her into a hot, liquid woman. He rolled her slightly to shift his mouth to suckle on her nipple while still grinding his cock into her ass. Jackson moved to glide his steely erection through her thighs, enabling him to slide against her soaked pussy lips. They both groaned in pleasure as his cock easily slipped back and forth through her engorged pussy to graze her clit erotically. His hands circled her slim waist, almost reverently stroking her soft skin, while he gently pulled her flush against his body.

Billie thought she was going to go up in flames as he used her copious cream to lubricate her rear rosette. Small pulses of pleasure set off a firestorm of spasms in her pussy as he suddenly plunged his cock deep into her pussy only to pull out and kiss her shoulder. Without a word, he soundlessly rolled her to her belly and placed a soft pillow under her hips. Billie obediently followed his soundless directions as she felt him lean up on his knees and pull her hips back toward him. His cock felt even thicker than normal as it gently pushed against that dark, private hole. A small frisson of fear ran up her spine as he began to lightly thrust against her, slowly starting to breach her outer ring of tight muscle. He placed light kisses over her neck and shoulders, crooning loving words softly to comfort her all while continuing with his quest. Billie felt the stinging pain increase until, with his light thrusts, he suddenly slid deeply into her ass. He tightened his grip on her hips and leaned fully over her back, almost definitely in an unspoken display of dominance and possession of her.

The pain stopped and was soon replaced with sensations she had never felt before. She then felt and heard him groan as he slid his hard cock fully into her. Jackson stilled his movements at that moment to allow both him and Billie to savor the feeling of him being deep inside of her. Billie felt so full, tight, and taken in such a deliciously primitive way. He filled her as she had never been filled before, and she could barely breathe as the pleasure was indescribable. She heard Jackson let out his breath as though he was holding it, and he kissed her between her shoulders, running his tongue down her spine. It felt like he wanted to see himself planted so far within her, savor the pleasure, and taste her all at the same time.

He momentarily shuddered and then started to pull back. She felt him stroke slowly back into her again and again, his rhythm igniting nerve endings that she had no idea she even possessed to scream out electric pleasure. His thrusts began to become more aggressive as the sound of their mutual panting was mixed with the slapping of his flesh against hers. She erupted with pleasure from an orgasm so electrifying it went screaming through her body when he reached under her to stroke her clit. Soundlessly, her mouth hung open as her pleasure burned to her toes and fingers, an erotic sensation that she had never known existed until that moment. She felt him thrust deep one last time as he trembled and roared out his own incredible, trembling climax. She felt branded from the inside out as she felt his hot cum fill her as he had never before. He then cradled her body possessively into his with his cock still hard inside her ass while his hands lightly stroked her shuddering body as they both tried to catch their breath.

“Jackson.” She sighed blissfully. Billie had never felt so possessed, taken, or loved in her life.

His only answer was a whispered word into her ear. “Mine.”

Billie had liked it. It had been almost like love, almost like adoration as he had hugged her to him so tightly she could barely breathe. He had rolled them to their sides, still connected in that very intimate way and that was how they had slept. It was peaceful, loving, and had felt oh so right.

* * * *

“I will give you good money if you tell me what has you smiling so naughtily, Dr. Rothman,” Billie heard Julia ask with a saucy look and a snicker.

Billie looked up at Julia and replied, “Not on your life, darling lady, but I will tell you it was a happy thought.”

“I would think that was a given, missy! You looked a million miles away and glad to be there!” Julia laughed. “I just came back here to tell you that I am leaving a bit early today and just locked up the front door.”

“Leaving early? Why and what I am supposed to do without your charm and skills to keep the natives happy?” Billie groused.

“No worries, Dr. Rothman, you will be leaving early, too. Your last two patients canceled as they had to do some serious holiday shopping. Not a very good reason, if you ask me, but there it is. I cleaned up and am going to lock up behind me. You be a good girl and go home and play with your dogs and horses, okay?”

“Um, okay. It’s not like I have a choice here, do I?”

“Nope. Good night, darlin’. I will see you tomorrow.” And with that, Ms. Julia was off.

With that, Billie whipped out her cell to call her best friend. “Hey, Lizzie, got the evening off as the patients felt they had better things to do than see their greenhorn East Coast doctor! I am almost proud that I was trumped by a shopping trip to the mall, if you really want to know.” Billie laughed into her cell. “Would you care for a drink or dinner tonight, I mean if you don’t mind being seen with me?”

“Billie, you are hysterical. Okay, I guess my reputation won’t be too sullied to be seen with the gorgeous town physician who is dating Mr. Sexy Hard Body Jackson and happens to be a really, really amazing person.” Lizzie laughed out. “Give me five minutes, okay?”

“Yes, madame chef, that sounds wonderful. We girls have got to stick together while the men are having poker night. I think they just left to go over to the Taggart’s ranch. I saw Jackson’s truck just leave. By the way, I may or may not promise not to tell Ben what you just said about Jackson! I could be persuaded if you buy the first round,” Billie coaxed.

“You know very well that there is nothing going on with me and that commitment-phobe, overgrown, overdeveloped land mass of a man who cannot date a woman for longer than two or three months and barely talks,” Lizzie grumbled. “I know I come off as a fun-loving woman and all, but you know the truth. I don’t want to be the flavor of the month for Ben. I like him. I really like him, regardless of his baggage and bizarre dating habits. He gets me, I think, but hasn’t made a move to indicate that he either wants a quickie, which I would
not
give him or that he is actually interested in me. He just always is, well, there. I turn around, and he is either looking at me, helping me, or just near. All without talking. It’s weird, no?”

Billie thought for a moment before replying. “No, not really. He is such a sweet, huge, shy guy. I think he goes through women like that because he isn’t sure what he wants. I know for a fact that he has never, ever brought a woman home before, never! No one can deny that he is interested in you. The way he is always trying to be near you is just adorable. Perhaps he is just trying to work up the courage to have a relationship with Ms. Stony Creek. You are the absolute opposite of his personality, but it probably would be a perfect fit, in my mind.”

“Yeah, he is adorable. However, I don’t think he wants me for much other than to see if I am a natural blonde!”

“Lizzie! You are awful! Ben is many things, but he definitely treats women with respect. If he found out your, um, natural state, at least he would just smile and keep it to himself!” Billie laughed. “Okay, see you in five and we can discuss the future Mr. Carmichael further.”

Billie sat at her desk for another moment, savoring the peace and quiet. Odd, but when Julia wasn’t in the office with her, it sure was calmer. However, she had already had a lifetime of sterile, quiet medical offices back east. This was more of what Billie liked. There was more noise, tumult, and love. Yes, it was not quite ready for the cover of professional medical office digest but her office was infinitely more welcoming. She gathered up her things and turned the lights out as she went out the back door and locked it. The light in the back alley was limited and a prickle of unease ran up Billie’s spine. She looked around cautiously for a moment and pulled out her mace, just in case. Slightly encouraged that Lizzie was going to meet her out front in just two minutes, she took a deep breath and began to walk through the dim light toward the main street.

In the darkness, a hand shot out and grabbed her by her throat. Billie heard a high-pitched scream and realized it came from her. A huge, dirty hand clamped down over her mouth and she was shoved up against the side of the building. Her heart pounding in fear, she looked into the face of man accosting her.

“Don’t make another sound, Doc. I just want to talk to you. Calm down and I will uncover your mouth, but if you scream again, I will have to show you how real men deal with women around here.”

Billie nodded her head, as though in agreement. As the hand was lifted, she took a deep breath and was assailed with a stench as though Len had bathed in Jack Daniels. “What the heck is wrong with you? Get your hands off of me this second before I rearrange your personal anatomy! There is nothing I want to hear that could possibly come from your foul mouth!”

“Listen, Doc, it would be to your advantage to be a little nice to me, considering the position I have got you in. The Powells have gone to jerk off with the rest of the men, so there ain’t nobody to come save you. So calm it on down and we can make a deal,” he confidently said while running his disgusting gaze over her body. Billie felt it as though it was his hands running over her instead and shuddered in more revulsion than fear.

He mistook her reaction. “Maybe you do really want some of this,” he said as he felt her shudder. He ground his groin against her, making bile rise in her throat. He put his hand over her mouth again just as she began to scream for help.

She fought like a wildcat, trying to scratch, kick, and punch him, but he was way too strong for her. He had knocked her mace from her hand and had Billie easily pinned with his ranch-strong arms. Fear started to overtake Billie as she realized she couldn’t fight him and win, but she vowed that she was going to leave him marked for sure.

The tussle was making so much noise that Len didn’t hear Lizzie charging down the alleyway. She jumped onto Len’s back and stuck her manicured fingernails into his eyes, giving Billie a chance to free herself. Both women started screaming their heads off and viscously counterattacking the drunken sicko who dared to accost Billie. Len tried to shake off Lizzie while maintaining a one-handed hold on Billie. He howled in pain and Lizzie scoured his cheek with her nails.

In a desperate attempt to rid himself of Lizzie’s interference, he suddenly bent and flipped her over his shoulder and onto the alley’s pavement.

Thinking that he now had the upper hand, Len confidently stepped with one boot onto Lizzie’s chest and he continued his choke hold on Billie against the wall. “Whatcha gonna do now, little bitch? Maybe I should take both of you? Might be sporting. Two feisty women make for a whole lot of fun.” Len let out a loud belch and lewdly rubbed his crotch with his free hand. Both women closed their eyes in disgust instead of watching him grin with pleasure as he ran his hand up and down his obvious erection. “Old Len has enough meat for both of you to feel real good. Who should I take first? Hmm? I think I will start with Doctor Prissy Pants here for holding out on me but giving it up for the Prince of Powell. Then I will give the town’s big-talking tease a ride that she won’t soon forget. Yeah, I think that is a fucking great idea!”

He struggled as both women were trying desperately to scream and fight their way away from his nauseating body. It was hard for him to keep his direct focus on them. He was startled when he heard another distinctly calm, masculine voice answer his question.

“I think that would be a very, very bad idea, Len. Both of these ladies are going to have to regretfully decline your polite invitation,” the barely controlled angry voice answered.

Len made a fatal mistake in his plan when he thought all the brothers had left in Jackson’s truck. It had only been Jackson and Brody only who were on their way to play poker.

Len swung in the direction the voice came from right into a huge meaty fist. The women immediately broke free and held on to each other as they moved behind their saviors. Len lay crumpled and unconscious on the alleyway floor.