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  Tucker’s body went rigid. “Yeah?”

  “Yes, and we shall forgive that indiscretion.”

  “Really, now?” Tucker raised a brow.

  “Yes, all we want is the component.”

  “Okay, so when do I get off this rolling joy ride?”

  “Not for a couple of days.”

  “What?”

  “Yes, it will bring you to me and there will be no FBI or police escort, you see?”

  “No, I don’t see!”

  “You will have all the conveniences in the meantime. Food, bed and…entertainment as well.” The mystery man motioned his head at me standing next to him.

  Tucker glanced over at me.

  Batting my eyes at the insult, I took a step forward. “What the hell are you talking about? I don’t know you!”

  The man smiled. “Yes, my man chose well. Cute and curvy is she not, Mr. Midland?”

  “You son of a—” I grabbed the sides of the flatscreen, intending to toss it across the room.

  Tucker grabbed my hands. “That won’t help anything.”

  The man snickered. “Just don’t make the mistake of trying to leave the truck or try to contact anyone and you can just…enjoy your joy ride.” The screen went black.

  “Ooh!” I shouted. “How dare he—I want out of here now!”

  Tucker held my hands still and stared at my face.

  I struggled to calm myself. “I feel like I’m caught in some kind of bad TV show or something. Components, FBI and trucks trying to run me over? This just can’t be real!”

  “So, you really didn’t know anything about all this?”

  I stared back at him. “No! All I wanted to do was pay my dammed rent!”

  He didn’t seem to register what I said, he just kept staring at me. “How did they know—is what I’m wondering?”

  I stared at him. “How did they know? Know what?”

  Chapter Six

  TUCKER

  I didn’t answer her. How did they know how to find a girl who made my heart pound, how could they know that this woman had all the assets I’d secretly yearned for in a woman? I sure as hell never knew exactly what my type was myself even, because I’d yet to find her. This girl though—it became hard just to touch her without wanting to touch her everywhere. Her scent drove me crazy, I loved to just stare at her lips, and I’d been rock hard from the very moment I met her. I released her wrists and took a huge step back.

  “What?” she asked. “Don’t tell me, you think I’m actually a paid—a paid…?”

  I shook my head. “I don’t know what to believe.”

  She crossed her arms over her robed chest and her expression looked infuriated. “Well, I could care less, Mr. Midland! I was paid to deliver a message, not to be a geisha girl for some freaked out fantasy you might have!”

  “Oh, so all of the sudden you know who I am?” I felt disappointed. Since the time I met this girl, she really didn’t seem to be aware that I was one of the 5 richest men in the world. For some odd reason, I didn’t want her to know either.

  She dropped her arms. “Well duh. He called you that…like five times!”

  I relaxed a little. “But you still don’t really know who I am?”

  She shrugged. “What? You’re somebody famous or something? No—don’t tell me. You’re a secret agent and you’re working undercover and you’re after the bad guys who want this microchip that could kill thousands of people!”

  I laughed outright. “Yeah, that’s who I am.”

  She narrowed her eyes at me. “None of this is funny.”

  “No, no it’s not. But for now, why don’t we sit down and try to figure this out?” Inexplicably, I just wanted to know this Macy girl. Yeah, my life was in danger and I’d lost my back up, but I didn’t care just now. I wondered where she came from and mostly, wanted to see if she was for real.

  Standing very still, she gave me a long, hard look and then reluctantly stepped over to sit down on the luxurious couch.

  I again, looked around. Spotting the fridge, I walked over and opened it up. It was loaded with food and drink. “Wow. Well, would you like some wine?”

  No answer came from the couch.

  “I mean there’s red and white…” I turned my head and stared at the couch. Empty. I looked over, toward the far side of the trailer to see her at the metal door, she screamed as it swung out over the rushing asphalt with her hanging on for dear life.

  Chapter Seven

  MACY

  I couldn’t stop screaming. Why did I think I could get out of this? My grip on the door was loosening and the looming asphalt sped by beneath me. My hair whipped in my face and my robe seemed to be caught somehow in the door. Oh, God, now I’m gonna die!

  Steel like hands grabbed my arms and I peered up to see Tucker.

  He tugged me higher, but my robe was keeping him from getting me back into the trailer. He groaned at the sight of my robe trapping me to the doorframe. While holding me with one hand, he ripped the robe from my body with the other. The robe went flying off into the rush of the freeway.

  The hot air from the road hit my skin while I felt dizzy as he tugged my body up and slammed the metal door shut. We both collapsed to the metal flooring while gasping for air.

  “What—in the—hell did you think you were doing?” he asked.

  I couldn’t even answer as I panted for air and fought with the adrenaline caused by my near death experience as it coursed through me.

  He stood up and brought me with him.

  “I—I…” I couldn’t seem talk coherently yet. “I—panicked?”

  Tucker’s outraged expression seemed to change as he glanced down at my now bare body.

  I dropped my eyes down, following his stare. “Oh…” I gulped heavily. When I peered back up at him, he wore a huge grin. “Now, just wait a damn min—”

  He burst out laughing.

  I certainly hadn’t expected this reaction and I pouted. “It’s not funny!”

  He tilted his dark head back and kept on laughing.

  “I mean it!” A hesitant smile broke out on my lips and I felt a sudden relief that the tacky pink robe was all I lost just now. “Dammit, I always lose everything!” I surprisingly, found myself joining his laughter.

  Completely amused, Tucker struggled through his laughter as he tried to speak, “I mean, we had to throw—away our only—clothes…” He was swiping at tears of hilarity. “You fought like crazy just to—to keep a tiny bit of stupid lace! Now?” His laughter slowed as he focused on my face. “I have the only robe.” His laughter then totally faded away as our eyes locked. “It seems you were meant to be naked while you’re with me…”

  I swallowed heavily. His blue eyes got that intense look again. A look that made me wet and desperate before. The way he stared at me, like he might devour me. Oh, wow. Yeah…I envisioned a naughty image of him doing just that. His warm hot tongue sweeping languid erotic strokes all over my skin. Starting at my mouth and traveling all the way down, ending at my—I bit at my lip and couldn’t seem to breathe now. Then, my head snapped up as if he might even catch me while I’d been thinking some really naughty things.

  Tucker pulled me close.

  My heart kept pounding and as my soft breasts met his hard chest, I could feel his heart hammering too. “We only just met and I’m telling you, I’m not a—well, you know…”

  Raising, his fingers, he smoothed my unruly red curls back away from my face. “A fantasy geisha? I know you’re not.” He stared into my eyes. “Although, you sure as hell could be my fantasy. My name is Tucker and—yours is Macy. There. That’s our introduction. But somehow, I feel it isn’t just me who feels—attracted here.”

  I gulped again. “Yeah…” I breathed in deep. “I haven’t ever felt this attracted!” I let out a nervous giggle. Then I wanted to roll my eyes. Teen girl gushing much? I was acting stupid again.

  “Oh, wow,” he whispered.

  I again felt trapped by his eyes I
couldn’t seem to break away from them. “What?”

  “Your laugh.”

  “I know—it’s a little annoying.”

  “No, it’s like the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.”

  “Yeah, right. Now, I know you’re just blowing smoke! You should hear it when I really get going. I even snort like a piglet or something.”

  “I hope to hear it sometime. I bet it sounds wonderful.” He lowered his lips to mine. “Can I kiss you?”

  I smirked at him. “Oh, so now you ask?”

  He chuckled and covered my mouth with his.

  Again, his kiss jolted me down to my freaking toes. I never knew they made men who could kiss like this. He kissed me just the way I liked as his hands just lightly caressing my arms. I felt like I’d been in a nightmare before and now, it’d been turned into some kind of lovely hot dream.

  His kiss grew firmer and deeper. His hands roamed to my nipples and he passed his palms over them both.

  I almost jumped out of my skin as his warm hands caressed my breasts. It felt like electric pulses, only the good kind.

  With a graceful ease, he scooped me up and walked over to the couch. He promptly set me down and knelt in front of me.

  I was wowed, as he carried me like I was weightless. Now, I knew this just had to be a dream. It’s not real, it can’t be. Then I felt my cheeks redden with a sudden realization… here I sat naked again with this mystery man who I just met and I wanted to jump on him, impale myself on that hard length I knew he possessed beneath that blue robe. When all the while, I didn’t even know him really. What the hell is going on here?

  He gently parted my thighs and smiled up at me.

  Oh wow, he’s gonna—

  Reaching out, he opened my thighs wide, then carefully opened my folds.

  Oh yes, he is gonna! I attempted to sit up.

  He gently pushed me back and moved his face to my lush thighs. He swiped my open clit with his warm, silky tongue.

  I again, thought I might jump out of my skin. Holy shitcakes! I’m in big trouble, Bubba!

  Latching onto my labia with his entire mouth, he stroked my clit button with his tongue.

  Helpless, I slammed my head back and my legs opened wider. “Oh!” My body trembled and I knew I wouldn’t last more than minute while he did this. “Oh, please—I can’t…”

  He continued with his lapping and teasing of my clit. Flicking my bud and swirling his tongue at intervals. Then, he eased two fingers in and plunged succinctly as my moisture slicked them.

  My body shook badly as I panted loudly. Shivers went up and down my spine as my toes literally curled. I felt the heat of his mouth as he worked me over. A pleasure like I’d never known rushed through my body as my tummy tightened with a glorious strain. “Oh, no!” My body exploded without my consent into an instant climax.

  He continued to suckle me as I came in his mouth while my body jolted and I grew rigid. The feeling of his blazing mouth drawing my cum from me as I climaxed made me actually see stars. Warmth spread through me until I thought I might melt all over the velour couch. My panting grew loud as I reached heights I never knew before and then I floated down in a slow glorious descent. “Wow…”

  He raised his head and grinned at me. “Yum, just like I thought…sweet peaches and cream.”

  I panted heavily. “I can’t believe it! I can’t believe…”

  Tucker tilted his head at me. “What? I mean I know we just jumped into this and I got all forceful, but—”

  “I never—I mean I’ve come close a few times, but I never felt—anything like that!”

  Tucker looked stunned. “You never came before?”

  I shook my. “I thought I had…” I stared at him. “…I’ve known guys for months who never gave me what you just did!”

  “And I’ve known women for years that never made me feel what you do.”

  I felt shocked at this statement and knew he might just be rationalizing what we as two strangers just did. “Well, that’s a helluva pick up line,” I joked to lighten up the tense moment. “And really at this point, it’s not necessary as you obviously, ‘Picked Me Up’ already.”

  He looked hurt for a second and glanced away.

  My chest tightened as I stared at him. “You mean you really do feel like that?”

  “If there was such a thing as a woman who was perfect and made just for me…” Now, his cobalt gaze stared straight into my eyes.

  “Nah, I’m not—I mean…”

  “You’re not what?”

  “Well, let’s just say, I’m a cute rather clueless loser? And the only thing perfect about me is how perfectly I can fuck something up. Believe me, you’ll get tired of it and just…go your merry way.”

  Tucker looked stunned, and then he stood up, bringing me with him. “There’s no way you could be any kind of a loser.” He chuckled and shook his head as though I must be jesting again. “Can I ask you something?” His voice immediately turned serious as he neatly wrapped my full thighs around his waist.

  I felt entirely mystified as to why a guy like him would even consider me as a perfect anything. I bit at my lip wondering what this question might be, considering we were already steeping way out of bounds now. Apprehensive, I nodded.

  “Do you have a boyfriend, husband or anything?”

  “Wait—what?” I felt my cheeks getting warm again. “It’s a little late to be asking that, don’t ya think?” I chided as I made a point to motion my head downward to our naked bodies pressed together. “If so, we just trampled a few commandments in one fell swoop.”

  Tucker smirked at my all too true joke.

  “But the answer is…Nope, can’t keep one. Can’t keep a relationship, blind date or even a fling.”

  His brows furrowed. “How can that be?”

  I shrugged. “I told you already. I can’t keep a job, a home or a man. I lose everything. The one chance I thought I had? Well, he turned out to be a total fake. I’m just bad luck all the way through.”

  His eyes narrowed. “No one can just be bad luck. You mean you have trouble committing or what?”

  I laughed loudly. “I couldn’t stick to something if you coated me in super glue…Believe me I tried. I even thought I was going to settle down once. It’s just not gonna happen for me. I’m a tumbleweed.”

  At my odd use of an old expression, which he probably didn’t get at all, a smile tugged at his lips as he watched me closely.

  I suddenly realized while he held me so tightly to his long firm body, my cum must be smeared right at his belly, so I pulled back a little in embarrassment.

  “Hey where are you goin’?”

  “I’m well—getting you all messy.”

  He peered down, following my gaze. “Yes and there’s going to be a lot more messes before we’re through.”

  “Okay.” I giggled at his reply. “Well then, are you involved with anyone?”

  His expression turned somber.

  I felt like I’d been punched in the stomach. “Oh—you’re married or? Probably some model or something like that. Dang it, I knew it was too good to be—”

  “No, I’m not and I don’t have anyone either. I was married once but that was a long time ago.”

  I felt such a relief my body almost drooped with it.

  “I do have an issue though,” he confessed.

  I dropped my gaze, putting my hands together behind his neck and squeezed them tightly.

  “It’s—it’s about who I am.”

  My eyes shot up to his. “This again?”

  “Yeah, it’s sorta hard to explain.” He slid my body lower along his.

  I felt his erection meeting my pussy. “Oh…” I moaned. “Seems whoever you are—works for me.”

  He pulled me in closer to his body, raised my ass up a bit and entered me

  Damn, in one fell swoop.

  “Oooh!” I gasped for air as he plowed all the way up in one surefire stroke.

  Tucker grasped my hips firmly and mo
ved me up slowly over his cock, then down swiftly as he let out a male growl of pleasure. “It’s official…” He breathed heavily. “…you fit me perfectly.” He smothered my mouth and pumped my hips up and down, sliding me over his hard cock several times.

  I couldn’t believe how he just handled me with his strength. Oohh, it felt soo good…I could feel every ridged inch of him. Even with what’s his face, I never felt like this. Not that a guy had ever held my body up to his and did this. This man filled me completely and his hard length slid sinfully along the inside of me. It stroked me like a silky, yet hard pleasure device. Amazed, I realized I was gonna come again and soon. I breathed heavily while his kisses just made me feel high or something.

  At just that instant, the truck lurched violently and we bounced onto the couch.

  He groaned loudly from above me as he held me tight. “Macy, sweet Macy…”

  “Oh!” I exclaimed, I could swear I actually felt him climaxing inside of me.

  We were both coming and the motion of the truck seemed to heighten the feeling.

  I was gasping for air as the truck violently swerved sideways again. “Tucker? I think the truck is—”

  Tucker smothered my mouth again with his, kissing me swiftly and thoroughly as his pulsing cock sank deeply into my tightening pussy.

  I felt the heat of his cum meeting my oncoming orgasm. It was a feeling I never knew I could have…An intense cadence of warmth exploding inside of me. All, while we were being rolled around by gravity inside the unstable trailer. Then, with one final lurch of the truck, the couch slid across the floor and rammed up against the wall. The tip of his cock must’ve hit my deepest g-spot and I shouted out, “Ahhh!”

  The squeal of brakes became loud as the truck finally came to a screeching stop. We both laid there blissfully joined and desperately panting for air.

  “Hot, fucking damn!” Tucker exclaimed with a whoosh of breath. “That—that was like—”

  I laughed with exhilaration. “It was! It really, really was.”

  Tucker sighed with gratification, lowered his lips and kissed me gently as if in reverence.

  A metallic scraping sound echoed out as the trailer door opened up. “Mr. Midland?” a man called out.