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sounds he made only seemed to fuel her pleasure. With hasty hands he pulled
her legs around his waist. His moan mingled with her cry as he began his
feverish thrust into her wet pussy. She vaguely noticed that her pants hung
from her left leg and she still had one boot on. She didn’t care. Nothing
mattered as her back was pressed against the smooth rock and her hands
clung to his shoulders while he fucked her.
“I want to feel you clench around my cock as you come,” he whispered
in her ear. “Oh yeah, baby, I love how deep you take me.”
His dirty words fueled her on, and she came hard, shuddering and calling
his name in a breathless rush.
“Ah, fuck yes!” Simon ground out, and she felt his seed fill her with each
penetrating thrust.
He slapped his hand against the wall and held her tight against him,
holding both their weights up until he slipped from her body and she slid her
feet to the dry ground. They shared silent kisses, and Delight tried to fight
the feeling of good-bye that seemed to fill her. She pressed her lips against
his with urgency, wanting to imprint the feel of him to her memory forever.
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It scared her half to death, the not knowing, and she would not feel any
better until tomorrow was over and they had the outcome they wanted.
“Don’t worry, honey. Everything is going to be okay,” Simon said and
kissed her once more. She was amazed that he always seemed to know what
she was thinking.
She nodded, feeling a lump clog her throat and not daring to answer. She
had to be strong for this so Simon wouldn’t have to worry about her. As they
got dressed and headed back to where they camped, she felt like she was
holding her breath waiting for something to happen. She wouldn’t feel any
peace until it was all over and everyone was safe while William was dead.
* * * *
The train whistle blared in the distance, and when she heard it, her heart
jumped in her chest. This is it, her inner voice whispered, and she looked
around at the men who were already starting to move their horses in a slow
trot. Simon had his bandana pulled up across his nose and was leading the
pack. He looked back to give her a wink, and his eyes twinkled with devilish
merriment. Typical man, she thought as she moved her horse to keep up with
them. You give them a little danger, and they become little boys. All the while her
stomach twisted with anxiety because she wanted nothing to go wrong, but
she felt as if something would.
Delight heard the whistle again, and this time it was louder. The brace
was already in place. Clem had a buddy who’d blacksmithed the piece just as
good as Johnny would have. She couldn’t help but worry about him either,
because long before Simon came into the picture, he was her friend. Not
knowing what happened to him after the fight bothered the hell out of her.
She could see the train moving slowly up the tracks after pulling out of the
junction. It would try to pick up speed, but those coal trains needed a lot of
fuel to get moving, and shovels could send only so much coal into the
billowing fire.
As Simon directed, they let the engine and three cars pass by before they
sped up and moved into position. When the engineers hit the brace full-on,
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the sound echoed through the train to her ears, but it did not derail. She saw
the iron wheels spin off and the front of the engine crash into the tracks, its
weight digging up the wood and metal as if they were nothing. From there it
was easy to board and begin their mission. Delight looked at the women
dressed in all their finery and men in their three-piece suits. They all looked
aghast and horrified at what was going on.
Simon began directing them with a voice of authority as they moved
through the train cars. “Okay, you nice ladies and gentlemen, this is what we
call a train robbery. Don’t move, and we’ll be out of your way in minutes!”
he shouted. “Clem, get the money bags down to Jackal. Joe, blow up the
lines up a ways. Take out about a few hundred yards so William has some
rebuilding to do.”
One man stood with anger all over his face. “William Bonaparte is a
good man and gave us progress in this state. Why don’t you ruffians get a job
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