Only Skin Deep (2 page)

Barbie smiled. “Follow me. There are ‘not too flashy, more
subtle’ selections this way.” The sales clerk hop-skipped down the aisles,
making Taleena wonder if she took some kind of medication for her exuberance or
if it was natural.

When they arrived, she let her fingers drift over a few
hangers, trailing down different fabric textures. The pieces in front of her screamed
sex! Whereas the adult ensembles looked straight-out trashy, she found herself
leaning toward the saloon girl uniform, until her gaze landed on
the
one.

“Barbie, I do think I’ve found what I’ve been looking for.”

She pulled out the camouflage-style chaps, boy shorts and
studded bra. A gun belt dangled from the hanger.

“We have matching boots and a cowgirl hat up front,” Barbie
declared, obviously easing her way into a better sale.

“Get me the matching accessories and ring me up!”
Taleena
picked up her size and headed to the front. Lucky
for her, she was the only customer. She purchased the matching boots and hat
and took her bag from Barbie.

“Come again.”

“I just might.” She exited the store with only an hour left
to get ready.

* * * *

The steady blare of country music met Jason’s ears. Much to
his surprise
,
he found
himself grooving to it. He greeted a few of his colleagues with the salutary
nod and kept moving. Jason smoothed down his fake mustache, admiring the décor.
Geez, the ideas people came up with. One of his boys had the appearance of a
saloon owner, complete with the fake rifle. Many of his female colleagues
looked tempting clad in garters and lace. A cluster of people crowded in the
center of the room caught his attention.

A mechanical bull in the center of the room, operated by a
scantily-clad woman, had commandeered everyone’s attention. Taller than most of
the males in the place, Jason got a good view of her, and liked what he saw.
His cock twitched at the seductive way her body moved with the dips and dives
of the machine. The leather pants she wore hugged one hell of an ass. He
pressed unconsciously closer, as the bull took another whirl and shake.

Jason took in the bounce of her breasts, the jiggle of her
ass—a sweet ass encased in boy shorts, leaving the underside exposed each time
the bull rotated and jarred her on its back. Unfortunately, the brim of her hat
kept him from getting a clear image of her face.

Every time he moved to see more, the bull twisted, preventing
him from seeing who belonged to the fine ass bouncing on the seat.

“Damn,” a voice rang out among the crowd.

Jason turned to see his best friend,
Donato
,
and flashed him a smile. “Yeah, she’s a fine one.”

“She hired help?”
Donato
asked as
he handed him a soda.

“I don’t think so.” The bull spun, and Jason was gifted with
the sight of the mystery woman’s face. Stunned in disbelief, he took a moment
to find his voice. “Not hired help at all. It’s
Taleena
.”
Where did the conservative woman I know
go?

“Isn’t she on your team, bro? I thought she was shy.”

All too sudden, the ride came to a halt.
“Me
too.”

Her dismount was nothing short of sexy. He downed his drink
and shoved the now empty glass into his friend’s hand. Jason weaved his way
through the small crowd to the rider.

“See something you like?”
Taleena
asked stepping into Jason’s line of vision and cocking her hip out.

Jason narrowed his gaze on the two globes beaded with
moisture, calling out for his hands to touch.
“Oh yeah.
I see a whole lot I like.”

“My face is up here, Jason.”

He liked this new side of Taleena. She had a flirtatious
twinkle in her eye and a mouth on her that demanded attention. He stepped
closer into her personal space and ran his hand down the side of her arm.

“You can’t blame a man when you’re flashing those babies at
him.” For the first time since he’d met her, he registered the light brown
shade of her eyes. “You should really lose the glasses at work.”

“Maybe, maybe not.
They’re good for
hiding things.” Taleena swiped her bottom lip with her tongue.

“Hey girl, nice job up there,” Brandt interrupted her
conversation with Jason.

“She’s busy.” Jason cut his eyes at her, silencing her
response, then took her by the arm and led her off the center floor. “You
shouldn’t have worn that here.”

“Hold the fuck up, Jason. Two seconds ago, you couldn’t rip
your eyes from my breasts,”
Taleena
voiced forcefully
and pulled out of his grasp.

“
If
you had more than those little scraps of nothing covering those breasts, I and
every other man in the room, would be more focused on your gorgeous
smile,"
he said, as he leaned against the wall in front of her.

“Are you threatened by others seeing my body or by me?” she
asked capturing her bottom lip between her teeth.

He laughed.
“No, not at all.
I don’t
date co-workers,” he said as he adjusted his top hat and suit.

“Why this sudden change?”
The party,
which was in full swing, didn’t sway his attention from her. He couldn’t take
his eyes off her and found he didn’t want anyone else’s gaze riveted on her but
his own.

“Change is good, isn’t it?” Instead of answering, she evaded
him by changing the topic.
“
Hmph
.
You look like a marshal in that getup.”

“This is a Wild, Wild West party after all." After
checking the time on his pocket watch, he slid it back into his pocket, showing
his side arms in his holster slung over his hips, and then let his duster drop.
The line at the buffet-style area tucked away on the other side of the room
seemed to be growing quick. “We should go grab some barbecue before it’s gone.
Ladies first.”

Taleena
tipped her hat at him.
“Thank you,
pardner
.”
She winked
saucily and sauntered off.

Amazement floored him. The sway of her hips and the view of
her cheeks peeking –and jiggling—out of the boy shorts made his cock harden. Be
easy
,
he told himself.
Suddenly, dating a co-worker didn’t
seem so bad. But Jason found he wasn’t the only one staring at her. Heads
snapped her way each time the belt on her hips rattled. He took longer strides
to catch up to her.

“Wait up,” he said as he fell into step with her.

“Get lost?” Taleena joined the food line and picked a paper
plate off the stack.

“Admiring the view.”
He reached
around her, his arm grazing her bare midriff, and plucked a plate from the
table.

“Thought you didn’t date co-workers,” Taleena said, repeating
his earlier words as she followed the crowd.

The aroma of pulled pork and ribs slathered in barbeque lost
its appeal. The new Taleena occupied all his thoughts and needs. Jason put down
his plate and told Taleena to do the same thing.

“We’re leaving.” His patience lessened with each innocent come-hither
look she gave him.

“For real?”
Taleena set her plate
back down and stepped out of line.

He ached to slap the globes of her ass while she rode his
cock. Bending his head to her ear, Jason whispered, “You win.
Right now, your place.”

Taleena
stopped in her tracks and
just stared at him.

Jason stared right back. However, the remnants of his
patience had run out. He leaned toward her again, giving her an out. She didn’t
flee. With a whoop of satisfaction, he scooped her in his arms, tossed her over
his shoulder and spun on a booted heel toward the door.

“Jason, put me down!”
Taleena
wiggled against him.

“No!” The palm of his hand met the bare flesh peeking from
her shorts.

“Damn, people are gonna talk,” Taleena muttered.

“They began talking the moment you walked in the building.”
He grunted when she elbowed him. He slapped at her other cheek. “Be still.”
When his sport utility vehicle was in sight, he chirped the alarm and door
locks on the remote.

“My ass stings,” she whimpered.

A chuckle left Jason’s lips. “You don’t sound mad at all.” He
opened the passenger door and slid her off his shoulder. “I’ll kiss it and make
it better.” As she turned to climb in, he smoothed a palm over her heated skin.
“All good?”

“No.” Taleena moaned and quickly sat in her seat.

Jason shut her door and rounded the front to get into the
driver’s seat. “Buckle up, beautiful.” He slid on the seatbelt. “Still live in
the same place, or did you move in the past week?”

Taleena buckled her seatbelt. “You remember dropping me off?”

“Of course.
Why wouldn’t I?”

“You dropped me off one time over a year ago. No one’s memory
is that good.”

“What do you want to hear?”

“How about the truth.”

He slid easily into traffic heading toward her residence.
“One of us guys follows you home when we work the late shift. When you get in
and the light goes on, we radio to each other and then leave.”

She fiddled with her hat. “I’m both insulted and comforted by
that.”

“I’d apologize if I was sorry.”

“How sexist of you.”

Jason parked outside her house. “I’ll be that as long as you’re
safe. I’d do the same for any other woman, if there were more on our team. It
pays to be safe,
Leena
. You know that better than
anyone. Thanks to our profession, people get crazy ideas that we can be forced
to give them vital information.”

Taleena opened her door and got out. She fished her keys from
her pocket. “I can walk to the door, don’t need the neighbors talking.”

Jason chuckled and followed her. “No, I bet you don’t. You
still got that old broad living next door?”

“Yeah, she watches out her frilly windows all hours of the
day and night. We don’t need neighborhood watch since we have her.”

She rounded on him and whipped out her gun, cocking it.
“Still think I need protection?”

He reached behind him and pulled out his pistol. “This isn’t
the kind that has the little flag.” He eyed her with deadly intent. “Lower your
weapon.”

“Make me.” She backed up slowly with even steps.

“You do realize you have to unlock your door, so you’ll have
to turn your back to me?” Smirking, he advanced on her. “I’ll have you in a
matter of seconds, sexy. Drop it.”

Jason waited for her to realize he had her at a disadvantage.
Once he heard her soft sigh of defeat, the tension in his gut loosened. He hid
a grin as she awkwardly pulled her keys from her pocket while still holding the
gun. The moment she found them and turned her back to unlock her door, he made
his move.

He closed in, putting no more than an inch between them,
breathing against the nape of her neck.

“Put your gun away.”

“That’s not my gun.” He gripped her waist and ground his
hips. His cock throbbed against the seam of her ass.

“
Ohhh
,” Taleena moaned as she
pushed the door open.

Jason propelled them inside, grabbed her keys, and locked the
door behind him. He took her props and tossed them on the floor. He found the
clasp on her studded bra, unclasping it with deft fingers.

“Jason…” She shrugged her shoulders, causing the straps of
her top to lower until it fell to the floor. She stepped forward and pushed
aside his jacket, unbuckled his belt and slid it out of his pants. Her fingers
brushed against his erection. When he groaned, she massaged him through the
fabric.

“Give it to me.”

“Bossy, aren’t we?” he asked as he watched her disrobe, which
was a tortuously slow process. She had the most beautiful nipples and areolas
he’d ever seen. He reached out to touch them, brushing a thumb against one, and
then the other.

She moaned, easing the chaps off. “You’re making me hot.” She
was about to take off the boots when he halted her.

“Leave the boots and hat on.” He gripped the shorts in his
hands and tugged, tearing the material in two.
“Very sexy.
Shaved, too.”
He fished his wallet out to find a
condom. “Very nice,” he repeated and dropped his trousers and boxers.

Taleena
ogled his cock. “Oh, damn.”

Arousal speared him. Jason ripped the condom packet open and
sheathed his cock. “Where’s your room?”

“In the back.”
Her voice wobbled and
her breath hitched when he picked her up, impaling her on his shaft. He took
his time walking her to her room, stretching her with each step. Her cunt
dripped with wetness. The pads of his fingers bit into her thighs.
“Fucking tight.”
Jason hastened his pace to get them where
he wanted.

Upon entering her room, he lowered her onto her bed. For a
brief second his body left her warm sweetness. He fused his mouth to hers,
dipped in with long strokes, his aim to devour her succulent taste. Her hair
hidden by the hat prevented him from sinking his fingers into silk tresses. He
remedied the problem by flicking the barrier off her head and, anchoring her
even more to him. By her eager encouragement, he brushed his fingers against
her wet pussy and dived in, finger fucking her hard.

His pleasure came from her ragged breaths into his mouth. He
sucked them up with greed and toggled her nub between lazy strokes of his
digits.

Taleena
pulled back. “I need more,”
she pushed her hips down, “Jason.” She nipped his lip with her teeth and then
let go.

Jason turned his heated gaze on her and brushed a finger
across her lip. “
Shh
! Savoring.” He withdrew his
fingers and chuckled at her mutinous expression. Taking his time, he kissed his
way down her body, hitting the hot zones and her navel.