Inferno (Missoula Smokejumpers Book 7) Read online

  Slap! Whack!

  With every hard strike, he could tell she wanted more, craved everything he would decide to give her. And he wanted to give her everything.

  “Yes. Yes. Harder, sir.” Her face was relaxed, her lower lip trembling.

  “Watch as I spank you.”

  She shifted her gaze, her eyes trying to focus.

  Antonio rubbed her ass, feeling the heat he’d created, knowing she would feel the spanking at least for a little while. The scent of her feminine wiles wafted up, creating another wave of longing. His pulse was racing, and he slipped his fingers between her legs, touching her pussy lips. Restraint. Control. Dear God, he wanted this woman. “So wet. Hot.”

  “Yes, sir.” Willa undulated her hips, her grip on the sink white knuckled.

  Crack!

  He continued spanking her, the rhythm picking up. When he knew she’d had enough, he smoothed down her dress, tugging her back into his arms. “I realize we don’t know each other but I want more. Much more.”

  She folded her arms around him. “I do too.”

  Exhaling, he kissed the top of her head before taking her by the hand, allowing their fingers to intertwine. He led her back into the other room, struggling to remove his wallet, dropping several bills on top of the wooden bar. Taking defiant strides, he headed toward the exit, pushing open the door with enough force the entire frame rattled.

  “I’m staying at the hotel,” he stated as he wrapped his arm around her.

  “More like a bed and breakfast.” She tipped her head, nuzzling closer. “And I am too.”

  He remained silent as they walked across the parking lot, waiting until the traffic passed. He knew he’d never see this girl again, understood what they were about to share was only for the weekend, but he was thrilled. This was exactly what he needed to cleanse his aching soul.

  Then again, there were times he wondered whether or not he actually had a soul. As he led her up the outside staircase, his mind shifted, thinking about the past. There were far too many haunting memories, wishes that he’d done things differently. A sadness crept inside, furrowing its way into his heart. If only things could be different.

  Willa. She actually liked the name, so much different than her own. Bethany Cooper inhaled, tingling from the mere smell of the man. Tony. The name suited him, strong and masculine with a hint of the unknown. She was certain he hadn’t given her his real name, nor did she care in the least. Finding such a sexy hunk, one with dark, almost luminescent eyes in a little bar in nowhere land must be caused by fate.

  If she dared to believe in such a thing.

  She’d left town, wanting nothing more than time for herself after another brutal argument with her brother. Snagging her only full time ranch hand to take care of the ranch at the last moment was easy. Begging her girlfriend to take care of her beloved dog would cost her. Payback would, no doubt, be a blind date. She rubbed her thumb across Tony’s hand as he walked up the stairs. A one night stand wasn’t her style, but everything about this man was exciting, scintillating every synapse in her body.

  Her pussy was wet, her nipples hard and the way her dress floated back and forth across her well spanked ass was incredible. How had the man known she would go for a spanking? She bit back a giggle as he slipped his room card into the lock. She could only imagine how hot the sex would be.

  The second he opened the door, he pushed her inside, grunting as he cupped both sides of her face, his thumbs rubbing against her cheeks. Slamming the door, he pressed kisses against her lips, her nose.

  Bethany kicked off her shoes, running her hands up along his arms. He was muscular in all the right places. She fell into the kiss, the way his tongue darted against hers. Her heart thumping, creating echoes in her ears, she eased one arm around his shoulders, running her fingers through his hair. When he pulled away, she tossed back her head, exposing her neck.

  Tony grunted as he peppered her with open mouth kisses, rubbing his lips against her heated skin.

  She felt so small in his massive arms, so protected, as if he’d save her from anything. Fumbling with his shirt, she tugged the hem from his tight jeans then slid her hands underneath, marveling at the muscles in his back. He was chiseled in all the right places.

  Bending down, he continued peppering her with kisses until he reached the bodice of her dress. Using his teeth, he tugged at the material of her dress, exposing her bra. The grunt becoming a growl, he open-mouthed her nipple, sucking on the thin material.

  “Oh, God,” she whispered as she wiggled in his arms. She lifted her head, watching every move he was making and crawled his shirt half way up his back.

  Tony jerked the other side of her dress and her bra, releasing her nipple. “So damn beautiful.” Taking her tender flesh into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around her hardened bud, the sound exaggerated.

  Blinking, her pussy clenched, forcing her legs to quiver. She flexed her hand open and slid it down, cupping and squeezing his groin. The man was rock hard, throbbing in her hand.

  His hands moved to the hem of her dress and as he took a step back, his lust filled face highlighted in the stream of moonlight, he yanked the silky material up and over her shoulders.

  Bethany moaned as she struggled to free his cock, her fingers working on the heavy buckle. Swallowing, she fingered the thick leather belt, running her fingers along the smooth grain. She was suddenly embarrassed, as if revealing her desire for a dominating man was a turn off.

  Gingerly he used his thumb and forefinger to grip her chin. “Everything about you is beautiful, including what you want.”

  Allowing a slow breath to escape, she gave a single nod as she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, peeling away the material.

  Tony rolled the shirt up and over his shoulders then gripped her ass cheeks, squeezing, a grin on his face. “The things I will do to you.”

  “The things I will let you.” She wrapped her hand around his cock, freeing his entire shaft, a whimper slipping past her lips. He was long and thick, filling her entire hand.

  “Mmm… Be careful. I might not be able to wait.” He slid his hands up to her back, unfastening her bra, freeing her of the tight restraint. Cupping and caressing both breasts, he pinched her nipples.

  “Yes.” The flash of pain was incredible, creating goose bumps. She pumped the base of his cock, twisting her hand back and forth. “I don’t want you to wait.”

  “A tease. You are a very bad girl.”

  “You have no idea.”

  Tony picked her up into his arms, tossing her onto the bed. Standing at the foot, he finished undressing, his eyes never leaving her.

  She lifted her arms over her head, reveling in the way the bed felt, the softness and simply watched, enjoying the view even in the slender strip of light. Her mouth watered, longing to suck his cock.

  When he was finished, he dropped to his knees, lowering his head against her lace covered mound.

  “Oh!” Jerking up, she panted as he sucked on her pussy through the cloth.

  He snaked his finger just under the thin elastic, ripping away at her panties until he was able to remove them. Gathering her legs into his arms, he buried his face into her cunt, wiggling his head back and forth.

  The sensations were electrified, driving her into an instant state of bliss. Moaning, she clamped her hands around the bedding as he dragged his tongue up then all the way down. She opened her legs as wide as possible, giving him complete access. Closing her eyes, she turned her head, pants turning into whimpers.

  He swirled his finger around her clit as he thrust his tongue just inside her pussy, taking his time to lap up her cream.

  “God!” She knew she would climax quickly and wanted this to last.

  After sliding a single finger just inside, he moved in an orchestrated fashion, his tongue darting in and out. Adding a second then third finger, he pumped harder. Faster.

  Bethany tossed her head back and forth, unable to think clearly. Her entire body wa
s on fire, her skin tingling, and she had difficulty breathing. He was feasting on her, taking everything that he wanted.

  Tony lifted his head, wiping his mouth on the skin just above her pussy. “Pinch your nipples for me.”

  She did as she was told, moving her hands to her breasts, pinching then twisting her nipples until she cried out in pain. Through her hazy vision, she could tell he was watching, contemplating what he was going to do. And she adored every minute.

  He thrust in and out, keeping his fingers flexed open as he licked around her clit, nibbling and sucking, biting down.

  Her legs were shaking, and she jerked up from the bed, arching her back. “I’m going to… Come.”

  “Mmm…” He pressed his face into her cunt, flicking his tongue before plunging as deep inside as possible, his fingers pumping with wild abandon.

  There was no way to hold back, no stopping the orgasm. She panted, trying to obey his orders but she was lost to the moment of ecstasy. “I… Yes!” The climax turned into an almost violent wave, forcing her entire body to tense.

  He refused to stop licking, grunting as he shook his head back and forth, covering every inch of his face with her cum.

  As the last orgasm began to ease down, she flopped onto the bed, spent yet more satisfied than she’d been in years.

  Easing her legs onto the bed, he pressed a series of kisses on her inner thighs before crawling on top of the covers, hovering over her. “I’m going to fuck you.”

  “Please.” Reaching out, she lifted her legs.

  Tony planted both hands on either side, using his strong upper muscles to lower down, kissing her eyelids and nose, dragging his tongue around her lips. Shifting between her legs, he lowered his groin, grinding back and forth.

  She wrapped her hands around his neck as he slipped the tip of his cock inside.

  He waited, holding his position then thrust the entire length of his dick inside, tossing his head back and roaring. “Yes!”

  Curling her legs around his thighs, she interlocked her feet, shaking from the intensity.

  Easing his cock out, he chuckled darkly before plunging into her again. And again. The force rocked the bed, the headboard hitting the wall. He kissed her lips, darting his tongue just inside.

  The taste and feel of him was so perfect, so amazing and she fisted his hair as he drove hard and fast. Her pussy muscles clenched around the thick invasion, drawing him in deeper. She’d never felt so jazzed, so beautiful being with a man.

  A slight growl pushed past his lips and he stopped moving, studying her eyes.

  “Oh!”

  He rolled over, gripping her legs and bringing her with him. “Ride me.”

  She palmed his chest and rocked forward and backward, breathless at the way he filled her. Beads of perspiration trickled down both sides of her face, dripping onto his chest and for some reason, the sensations were cathartic, as if she belonged with him and no one else.

  Gripping her hips, he dug his fingers into her skin, grunting as she rode him, her legs clamping against his sides. “So tight.”

  “Yes…” The word was almost inaudible, and she clenched her eyes shut, wanting him to come, to explode deep inside. Seconds later, he shifted again, this time dropping her onto her hands and knees and moving behind.

  Tony fisted her hair, tugging back her head as he smacked her ass several times. “You belong to me.”

  Even the hoarse whisper created such a reaction, leaving her panting, sweating and wanting to have every inch of this man. When he shoved his dick back inside, she opened her mouth, issuing a silent scream.

  He pumped into her several times, his rhythm more savage than before.

  Crack! Slap!

  Slapping her ass randomly, he continued thrusting long and hard, his grunt becoming feral.

  She could tell he couldn’t hold back much longer and squeezed her cunt muscles as she met every brutal plunge, jutting her hips back, skin slapping against skin. Breathless, she closed her eyes as she clawed the bedding.

  Growling, Tony ground his hips and leaned over, pressing kisses on the base of her neck, tugging back her hair. “I’m going to fill you with cum.”

  “Yes. Yes!” She squeezed again as another climax raced up from the tips of her toes.

  His fingers digging into her hips, he began to shake and the moment he exploded deep inside her pussy, he let out a howl.

  She shivered, ecstasy filling every cell in her body. This was almost paradise and far too close to everything she wanted.

  And what she could never have.

  “Where do you see yourself in ten years?” Bethany asked as her eyes remained locked on the fire. The cozy bed and breakfast was perfect for a lover’s weekend. Lovers. She sighed as contentment gave her a smile. The corner fireplace was the perfect addition to the room, creating a wonderful backdrop.

  “That’s a powerful question,” Tony pulled the blanket around their naked bodies. “I don’t know. I wish I could say I have everything mapped out, but the truth is, I can see only the next few years.”

  “Hmmm… No passel of kids?”

  Pretending to choke, he pinched her nipple as if for emphasis. “I’m not certain I’d make a very good father. I have zero patience.”

  “You know what they say, having children changes a man.”

  “I thought that was gall stones.”

  Shoving her elbow into his ribs, she let out an exclamation. “You’re incorrigible.”

  “Truthful and mischievous.” He laughed softly then allowed the sound to die off.

  She could tell how much the question troubled him. There was a complexity about him that almost frightened her. He was hiding, perhaps from someone or something from his past. The weight on his shoulders was crushing. She only had to look into his eyes in order to gather a reflection of his soul. Whatever had occurred had changed him forever.

  “What do you want?” he whispered, the tone guttural.

  “In the number of children?”

  “I see another spanking is in order.”

  Wiggling, she couldn’t help but laugh. “I don’t know what I want. I always thought one day I’d leave the city, maybe move to the East Coast, but I’m a country girl at heart. Family is important to me, but that can mean so many things. Family is the people who you long to spend the majority of your time around, people you’ll do anything for. They are a core group that no matter where you are, how many thousands of miles away, you’ll stop at nothing to find a way to make them happy or keep them safe. Family means love that stands a test of will, not just time. That’s what I really want in my life.”

  Rubbing her arm, he rocked back and forth. “That’s…” Another sigh escaped his lips.

  Bethany tipped her head, studying his intense eyes. The sadness in them was troubling, haunting. She wanted nothing more than to take his pain away but knew there was no chance.

  “Perfect,” he finished. “A beautiful. Perfect. Family. And something I’ll never have.”

  As she settled against his chest, she grasped the understanding that after this weekend, they’d never see each other again. A single tear slipped past her lashes. Without making any sound, she wiped the salty bead away, fearful of breaking the passion.

  And she knew, a part of her family and perhaps the most important member, would be ripped away forever.

  Dear God. She was falling hard for this man.

  Chapter 2

  Devastation. The word had never had such a catastrophic meaning.

  “Jesus Christ. Stall!”

  The horrific words rushed through the cabin of the plane, the wings dipping, the plane losing altitude rapidly.

  “Fuck!” Antonio gripped the edges of his seat, gritting his teeth.

  “We’re dropping!”

  “The mountains are too close.”

  “No. No!”

  He heard the agonizing cries of his teammates as the plane’s nose began a wretched dive toward the mountain range, everything inside sh
aking violently.

  Beeping noises overpowered the roar of the engine as unsecured items shifted, slamming into the bulkhead.

  “Christ. The pilot can’t hold it! Brace for impact!”

  Antonio opened his eyes, panting as he remembered the flight only months before. They were all lucky to be alive. They’d been on final, ready for the jump when they hit severe turbulence, dragging the plane toward the mountains. From that day forward, he’d learned to loathe the concept of flying, even though his job required it. A fear of dying. He had no comprehension of whether he was terrified or would accept the inevitable. One day he would perish and no doubt as a direct result of his choice in professions.

  Just like his father had told him.

  “We’re within ten miles,” Tyler Franklin stated, checking and rechecking the onboard computer.

  “Ten miles. Imagine what we’re going to find in ten miles.” Riker Sheffield’s words were guarded, haunted. He glared out the window of the DH-6 Twin Otter, his face pensive.

  “Franklin. Are we set for landing?” Captain Scully Phillips asked, scanning the various smokejumpers.

  “Yes, sir. Everything is in order. The squalls are gone. We’re right on time to land at the airport and from what the pilot said, they’re expecting us,” Tyler answered.

  Antonio stretched his neck, studying the almost cloudless day. He pushed away memories of his family, having been disowned over eight years before. Why was he thinking about his father today of all days? Fate? Karma? There was no way of knowing. Maybe guilt. Yeah, he was a man riddled with guilt. He hadn’t talked to anyone but his little brother in far too long. Well, today wasn’t the damn day. They had a job to do.

  This was a different assignment and one they were uncertain of. Sighing, he rubbed his tired eyes, trying his best to rationalize the captain’s decision. The weather in August had been brutal, storm after storm all but erasing several cities. Coming to Texas after a major hurricane wasn’t the norm, but a tremendous relief effort was needed from every agency with the ability to help.

  Including rescue as well as recovery efforts.