Loretta opened her eyes and gazed up at her Comanche husband through a haze of longing. By degrees her pulse slowed, and her senses cleared. A tender smile curved his mouth.
"My heart is heavy to say these words, Blue Eyes, but someone may come. My woman who is without shame must wait, eh?"
She groped to jerk her blouse down. Hunter reared back to let her sit up, his eyes twinkling with mischief. She straightened her clothes, keeping her pink face averted. Taking her hand, he rose and led her up the bank, wishing they were a bit farther from home so he could finish what he had begun without running the risk of company.
"We will go to my lodge, yes? I will make you happy there where no one can see."
She slugged his shoulder. "You did that on purpose!"
He laughed and tucked her under one arm to hold her close to his side as they walked. When they came within sight of the village, she drew away. A guilty flush dotted her cheeks. Hunter threw back his head and laughed. She retaliated by grabbing up a handful of pebbles to throw at him. Her aim was terrible, but Hunter ran out of throw's reach anyway--until her ammunition was exhausted. Then he doubled back, charging, so he could reach her before she gathered more rocks.
She shrieked and fled. His longer legs quickly closed the distance between them. He swept her off her feet and tossed her over his shoulder, clamping one arm across the backs of her knees. Playfully she pummeled his back. Just as playfully he ran his free hand up her skirt and gave her bottom a light pinch.
All in all, Hunter decided, it had been a good day.
"My heart is heavy to say these words, Blue Eyes, but someone may come. My woman who is without shame must wait, eh?"
She groped to jerk her blouse down. Hunter reared back to let her sit up, his eyes twinkling with mischief. She straightened her clothes, keeping her pink face averted. Taking her hand, he rose and led her up the bank, wishing they were a bit farther from home so he could finish what he had begun without running the risk of company.
"We will go to my lodge, yes? I will make you happy there where no one can see."
She slugged his shoulder. "You did that on purpose!"
He laughed and tucked her under one arm to hold her close to his side as they walked. When they came within sight of the village, she drew away. A guilty flush dotted her cheeks. Hunter threw back his head and laughed. She retaliated by grabbing up a handful of pebbles to throw at him. Her aim was terrible, but Hunter ran out of throw's reach anyway--until her ammunition was exhausted. Then he doubled back, charging, so he could reach her before she gathered more rocks.
She shrieked and fled. His longer legs quickly closed the distance between them. He swept her off her feet and tossed her over his shoulder, clamping one arm across the backs of her knees. Playfully she pummeled his back. Just as playfully he ran his free hand up her skirt and gave her bottom a light pinch.
All in all, Hunter decided, it had been a good day.
( Catherine Anderson )
[ Comanche Moon ]
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