G-Man and Handcuffs by Abby Wood Page B

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