“If I so much as cause you a twinge of pain,” he said, unbuckling his gunbelt and kicking off his boots, “give me your word that you’ll say something.”
“I will. I promise I will,” she breathed.
“And I’m going to lie sorta off to the side of your belly,” he told her as he tore off his shirt and then began to undo his pants. “I’m not going to put any weight on that shoulder and …”
“Shut up and mount up,” she ordered.
Longarm was big and stiff before he even got his pants off. Megan spread herself wide and moaned with pleasure as he eased into her young body, careful to keep his weight away from that wounded shoulder.
“How’s the shoulder?” he whispered after thrusting himself into her fully.
“What shoulder?” she panted, one arm snaking around his neck as he slipped his hand under her firm buttocks and pulled himself even deeper.
Longarm closed his eyes and took her very slowly. He was in no hurry, and he damn sure didn’t want to lose control of himself and bang her shoulder and cause it to start hemorrhaging again. Their lovemaking was deep and delicious, and it was nearly twenty minutes before they both started to feel ragged and began to lose control.
A sudden knock at the door froze them. “Marshal? It’s Dr. Blake.”
Longarm groaned into the small of Megan’s moist neck. She clutched him even tighter and whispered, “Custis, ignore him. Please!”
Longarm thought that was a wonderful idea. He began his slow but hard pumping again, feeling a tingling sensation spreading all the way from the roots of his hair to the tips of his toes.
“Marshal Long!”
They both heard the door handle as the doctor turned it one way and then the next. “Marshal, unlock this door!”
“Later!” Longarm yelled, raising his head. “Come back in fifteen minutes.”
“No, a half hour!” Megan gasped.
“Oh for crying out loud!” Blake bellowed. “She’s half dead! Are you both crazy!”
“Go away!” Longarm grunted. “She ain’t dead yet!”
The doctor gave them a good cussing, but neither Longarm or Megan heard him because they were both moaning and thrusting, each lost in his or her explosion of sweet passion.
“You ought to be ashamed of yourself,” Dr. Blake said later when Longarm went downstairs to the lobby and summoned him back upstairs. “Good God, man, have you lost your senses!”
“For a while we both did,” Longarm admitted.
“Marshal Long, do you realize how much blood she lost and what would happen if that shoulder opened up again!” Blake was actually furious, as Longarm knew he had every right to be.
“We were very, very careful,” Longarm explained.
“Careful isn’t good enough,” the doctor barked as he went into their hotel room, fire in his eyes and whiskey in his gut. “Young woman, if this … this monster has …”
“It was all my idea,” Megan said, looking more amused than ashamed. “I seduced him, not the other way around.”
“You’re not very responsible, and you’re certainly in no physical condition to be doing that.”
“Doctor, I really think you had better stick to things medical,” Megan told him, her smile fading. “Custis makes me feel better.”
Blake looked as if he were going to have a fit. Instead, he clamped his mouth shut, sat down on the bed, and rolled back the blanket to study his bandage.
“Well?” Megan asked.
“It doesn’t appear to have reopened,” the doctor said after peeling back some tape so that he could lift the bandage up and examine the wound itself. “And I’d say that was a wonder.”
“We do wonderful things when we are both in bed,” Megan said happily.
“Megan!” Longarm snapped, trying hard to look stern.
“How is the pain?” Blake asked.
“It’s manageable.”
“I can smell whiskey on your breath.”
“I can smell whiskey on your breath too,” Megan said. “You’re such a good doctor that I wish you didn’t drink so much.”
“No lectures.”
“Why do you drink so much, Dr. Blake?”
“I drink too much because I’ve seen far too much death and carnage,” he said, opening his medical kit and reaching for some pills. “Take these for pain instead of whiskey. All right?”
“All right.”
Dr. Blake stood up. “I’ll be back tomorrow morning, and I’ll expect you to have enjoyed a very good night’s sleep.”
