Saving Dallas (29 page)

“Please
,” I begged although I had no idea what I was begging for; for him to be inside me, for him to keep wooing me with his words, for him to never leave?  He kissed me as he slowly inched inside my tight walls.  I felt myself expand beneath him and once again, I felt whole
.
 

He moved inside of me slowly, taking care not to hurt me or make me uncomfortable. 
This is what I loved about this man.
  He was always so thoughtful
. 
I knew he cherished me just by the way he touched me.

Soon he was buried deep inside me and my body rocked against his.  The passion and love that was shared bet
ween us was like none other I had witnessed.  I would be for this man whatever he needed and him for me.  My nails dug into the skin of his back and his answering growl only made me dig deeper.  He pumped into me over and over bringing me to an orgasm that had my whole body convulsing.  I moaned loudly into his mouth and when he felt me open completely he drove harder, saying my name as he collapsed on top of me.

Completely sated and never more comfortable, I laid lifeless on the bed as Luke dressed me, then carried me
into the living room and laid down on the couch with me on top of him. 

“Comfortable?”
he asked.  I slid my body in front of his and he flipped on his side and pulled my back to his chest.  I laid my head on his arm and snuggled into him, giving him absolutely no room; he didn’t seem to mind. 

“What you want to watch?”
he asked placing a kiss on the side of my head. 

“A comedy
,” I said yawning. 

“Still tired?” 

“Uh-huh,” my eyelids becoming heavy.  I waited for a smart-ass remark that never came.  Luke pulled a blanket from the back of the couch and draped it over us.  He slid his hand under my shirt and splayed it on my stomach like he had done so many times before.  I found a little more room between us and pushed closer.  He chuckled in my ear.  I closed my eyes and although I was tired I couldn’t sleep.  I listened throughout the movie as Luke’s breathing slowed and within an hour he was sleeping soundly.

I finished the movie
, wide awake and even watched the credits.  I was becoming restless.  I didn’t want to do anything, but I was tired of just laying here and my eyes were beginning to hurt from watching the T.V. at a side angle. 

I slid from the couch, careful not to disturb Luke
, and wondered into the kitchen.  The cold popcorn was still on the bar.  I grabbed the jug of milk out of the refrigerator and headed down the hall to the Harley Room.  The large bike was centered in the room as always and I walked around surveying everything about it.  Just like a child on a toy isle at Wal-Mart, the urge to climb on it was just too much.  I sat the milk down on the tool box and slid on the seat, praying it wouldn’t turn over.

Before long
, noises that resembled a sport bike, definitely not a Harley, were coming from my mouth.  My mind took a trip back in time when I was a child and my cousin Mikey and I would race imaginary cars under my grandmother’s carport
. 
I wondered where Mikey was now.
I should definitely give him a call. 

I decided I had played enough and slid off the motorcycle grabbing my jug of milk and taking a huge gulp.  I leaned up against the tool box, thoughts of Luke fucking me on this motorcycle
, wearing nothing but his vest, running through my head.  I felt something move and noticed the tool box had wheels on it.  Curious, I looked down and saw a seam in the floor that wasn’t visible until the box moved.  I couldn’t help it.  I moved the tool box a few inches further and found a latch to what I guessed was a trap door.  What if he had bodies down there? Or maybe he ran a sex slave operation.  I bet it housed millions of dollars’ worth of cash and cocaine along with guns.  I could see Mexican women dressed in nothing but lingerie wearing face masks while cutting the dope for him. 

I knelt down running my hand back and forth across the latch. 
This was wrong.  I shouldn’t do this
. 
I was invading Luke’s privacy
.  I made a split decision that whatever was under there would go unknown to me as I quickly pulled the tool box back and grabbed my milk.  I turned to get the hell out of there and ran right into Luke who was standing in the doorway. 

His arms were stretched above his head and he was hanging onto the door frame looking like he was posing for the cover of
GQ magazine.  His face had that damn smirk on it and he was slightly amused.  I was red with embarrassment.  He had caught me snooping. 
Fuck, Dallas! 

“Hey baby!” I said my voice coming out too high pitched-a sure sign of guilt. 

“Find something?” he asked eyeing me warily. 
Shit.  What was I gonna say?  I could lie… yes, I would lie. 

“I dropped my um…” 
Fuck it.
  “Yes.  I did.  I was leaning up against the tool box looking at the motorcycle and it moved and I found your secret hiding place,” I said hanging my head in shame as if I had just been scolded. 

“Secret hiding place?”
he asked biting his lip to hide his smile.

“Yeah, but I didn’t look I swear
,” I said trying to confess my innocence. 
How old was I twelve? 

“I know.  I have been watching you for
some time.” 
Oh shit
.  “I went to grab some milk and it seems it was missing.”

I handed him the jug quickly and he took it raising an eyebrow.  “I live alone so I always drink out of the jug.  Sorry.  Sometimes I forget how to act.” 
Why was I acting like this?  Because you just made an ass of yourself, you idiot.  

He stood there staring at me, h
is face in an amused smile.  He put the jug to his lips and took a big swallow. 

“It tastes better now anyway
,” he said replacing the cap and reaching for my hand.  “Do you want to see what’s inside?” he asked leading me to the trap door. 

“No.” 
Yes
. 

He pushed the tool box out of the way and
knelt down on one knee in front of the latch.  “You sure?  I can put your little curious mind at ease.”

I shook my head at him. 
Shit this was humiliating
. 
Why not just scream at me, give me a punishment fuck then let me be on my way. 
He turned the latch and pulled the door open.  I peeked inside and half expected to hear loud music and see smoke boiling out of the top, but instead I seen the top of a hot water heater.  I was actually a little disappointed that it wasn’t some underground drug operation.  The disappointment must have been evident on my face. 

“Surprised are we?” Luke asked laughing.  I just stood there speechless. 
A hot water heater.  A fucking hot water heater
.  “When I built the house I decided to add this room at the last minute, so I had to put this thing somewhere and I told the builders that helped me to just figure something out.  I took one day off-one day and I come back to find that they couldn’t find anywhere in the plans to put it and make it look right, so they put it here.” 

“I thought you were running
an underground sex slave trade,” I said-
out loud
.

He threw his head back laughing.  “No baby.  The only person I want to make a sex slave out of is you.”  He walked up to me and kissed me on my head. “Let’s grab some supper and then I want to show you something, if you are up to it.” 

“I would love that
,” I said still reeling from my embarrassment.

“Well come on nosey
rosy,” he said laughing and pulling me into the kitchen. 
Asshole
. 

“What we eating?”  I asked trying to change the subject and hopefully I could do something to make him forget what just happened.

“My specialty!” Luke said excitedly. 

Hmm
, his specialty. 
I was thinking something on the grill-a steak or some kind of chicken or maybe even a smoked tender-loin.  “Sounds delicious!  What is it?” I asked enthusiastically.  I really didn’t care, but I was so anxious to move on to something other than my previous escapade, that I would have said anything. 

“Ham sandwiches with potato chips
,” he said laughing. 

I didn’t have an appetite any more.  I just wanted to crawl in a hole and die, but I forced a smile and decided to try and choke down the sandwich.  Luke was in a really good mood and I wondered what had made him so happy.  “You sure are in a good mood
,” I said taking a seat at the bar and digging into my sandwich. 

“I’m just happy you
’re here,” he said smiling and taking a seat next to me.  I knew there was something else, but I figured it was some kind of inside joke and I wasn’t too interested anyway
. 

“I’m happy too.”  I leaned over and gave him a peck on his cheek and was rewarded with his gorgeous smile that always made my heart flutter.

We continued to make small talk, mostly about his business and I was surprised to find that he owned the Country Tavern.  “Some of my security guys were out of town for a bachelor party so I brought the club in to help out.”

“Is that why you were in your truck?” I asked, wondering why I had not thought of that before. 

“Yeah, I wore my cut because just the image it gives makes people think twice before they do something stupid
,” he said standing and clearing the bar of my plate and his. 
That made sense.  Had he seen me in there before the incident with the cowboy? 
I wanted to ask, but it sounded stupid in my head so I kept my mouth shut
. 

“So, what did you want to show me?” I asked standing and walking around the bar so I could be in his arms.  I thought he would hug me, but instead he lifted me onto the counter so we were face to face. 

“Do you like to stargaze?” he asked kissing my nose, my cheek, and my neck.  My breathing became shallow and my insides tightened.

“Yes.”  I could barely speak.  It had only been a matter of hours, yet I wanted to feel him inside me again. 

“Good, because I have something I want to show you.”

Lifting me into his arms, Luke carried me out the front door and across the driveway.  My first thought was that we were going to lie down in the driveway, but he continued on and into the woods.  The trail started out narrow, but widened the further we walked.  I wasn’t sure how far we had gone.  He could not have been walking more than two minutes when suddenly we were in a clearing. 

What I recognized as a shooting house sat in the middle of a pipeline clearing.  Luke sat me down and held his finger up to me
, asking to wait a minute. Then he opened the door and went inside, leaving me to fend for myself against wild animals. 

I was starting to get a little nervous, but
in less than one minute he was standing at the door holding his hand out to me.

“T
his is where I hunt when deer season is in, but any other time it serves as a great thinking spot when I’m struggling with something.  Whether it be with the club or my family or my job, I can always come here and clear my head.”

Luke the
Redneck-another personality to add to his many. 

Inside the small shooting house laid an air mattress that took up most of the floor space.  Windows were cut out on the side, but had been covered with plastic to keep the insects out.  I watched Luke as he climbed onto a chair, undoing several latches and pushed the roof back revealing the sky.  I jumped at the sound of the
metal roof hitting the side of the building.
 

“I made a door out of the roof.  Pretty cool huh?” Luke asked smiling at me.  I laughed and nodded my head in agreement. 

“Yes, pretty cool.”  I didn’t really think so until Luke pulled me down on the air mattress beside him, and I looked up at the sky above me.  Thousands of stars littered the black, velvety sky and the moon shone bright giving me a full view of everything around me. 

“Wow
,” I said gaping with my mouth open.

“The only problem is you don’t get to see
all
of the stars.  Your view is limited because of the walls,” Luke said from beside me. 

“I think it’s great.  You know Lindsey has this in a bedroom.” 

“A door for a roof?” Luke asked turning his head towards me.

“No, I mean she has this lighting system above her bed.  You look up and there are hundreds of stars on her ceiling
,” I said, still in awe of the view I had.  Lindsey’s room was great, but this was amazing. 

“You like it?”  Luke asked rolling on his side and propping his head up on his elbow.

“What?”

“The stars
at Lindsey’s.”

I
turned to look at Luke and saw him smiling like he had some big secret.  “Yes,” I said cautiously. 

“I will put that in my bedroom if you want.”  He sure was being cheesy tonight.