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Hot, hard and insanely captivating, he entered her. She wrapped her legs around his hips, and rode him, her sitting on the edge of the table, him standing. It was reckless, wild and close to out of control, the way they coupled with an increasing tempo that had the table legs scraping and the plate crashing to the floor.
It didn’t matter. Nothing did, except for their journey, their pleasure. Florie clung to his neck, savoring how their skin, breasts-to-chest, fused together, and wished they’d never have to part. This is where she wanted to live forever, connected to him—deeply, profoundly and soaring with pleasure.
The inferno exploded, stealing her breath and erupting into tiny shoots of ecstasy that went on and on. Cord, thrusting deeply, kept her riding on the edge of completion. When she cried out, repeating his name over and over, he lifted her off the table, held her with strong arms as they collided in a final rewarding drive.
Perspiring, gasping for air and fully spent, Florie clung to him with her arms and legs.
“That, my dear,” he whispered in her ear, as breathless as she, “is shocking.”
She giggled, happier than conceivably possible. “Yes, it is.”
“I can’t be near you for five minutes without needing to have you.” He kissed her temple. “And that’s the reason Reverend Stolp is over at Della’s.”
“Who? Where?” she asked, attempting to hear beyond the pulse still throbbing in her ears.
He eased her back onto the table. The action separated their bodies as he stood between her knees. Gently his hands cupped her cheeks, holding her face before his. “Do you know what El Dorado means, Florie?”
“No.”
“It means the golden one, the place of great wealth.”
“Oh.”
“That’s you. My pot of gold. The thing that means more to me than anything else on earth.”
Her breath stalled.
“Reverend Stolp is at Della’s, ready to marry us.” He kissed her lips softly. “Marry me, Florie. Marry me right now so we can share the wealth.” One of his hands, warm and soft, went to her stomach. “I love you, Florie, and I love our baby growing inside you.”
Florie couldn’t ignore the doubts rising up, saying this could never happen. “What about the Winter brothers? I—”
“The brothers are on their way to Missouri, where they’ll be charged for the robberies they committed. When they’ve served their time there, Kansas will charge them. You’ll never have to worry about them again.”
“But I—”
“Was an innocent bystander.”
The hope rising within her was interrupted again. She sighed. “Your father owns the railroad they robbed.”
Cord smiled endearingly. “He’s not going to hold that against you. No one will.”
“But you—”
“I love you. Nothing about your past matters to me. Just the present.” He kissed her nose. “And the future.”
A hint of doubt remained. “Rosalie—”
Cord shook his head. “Is in a private train car on her way to San Francisco with a thousand dollars in her pocket.” He kissed her forehead this time. “Rosalie wasn’t as concerned about her boys as she was about how she’d live without the bits of money they sent. She and I came to an agreement.” His gaze held hers as he softly promised, “Whatever comes about, we’ll face it together, Florie.”
Reservations, though unwelcome, lingered in her mind. “People will talk,” she whispered.
“Perhaps.” Cord’s hands ran up and down her bare back, providing soothing comfort to her body, mind and soul. “Maybe I’ll have to jail a few wagging tongues, just to give them time to think about what they’re saying.”
“You wouldn’t,” she whispered.
He shrugged, and then winked.
A profound happiness burst inside her. Fairy tales did come true.
“Ready to get dressed and go see the preacher?” he whispered against her lips.
“Yes. Yes, I am.” Growing serious, she took his cheeks in her hands, gazed into his face. “My one and only dream is to be your wife. The mother of your child.”
“Ren,” he added.
“What?”
“Children. I plan to have several. All of them with you.”
She wrapped her legs around him, and tugged him close. “I love you, Marshal Cord Donavon.”
He grasped her face. “That’s for you to decide, too, darling.”
“I’ve already decided. I love you.”
“I love you, too, Florie.” He kissed her lips briefly. “And if there ever comes a time when you don’t want to be married to a lawman, tell me, and I’ll quit.”
