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into her voice. "For a
price." The last bit had come out nice and strong, even though she
was hanging upside down. She was fairly proud of her courage, but
then …
    Smack!
    Kate yelped in pain at the gloved hand that
smacked her buttocks hard. The horse shifted under her. Smack!
Smack! Smack!
    Oh Damn . She squealed, kicking her
legs, while trying to shove off so she could push off the horse. It
hurt! A strong hand shoved her back down, then she felt the
sensation of something circling in the lips of her sex. Then a
push. Something partially entered her, making her thighs part. She
squealed with angry fright, but no matter how she struggled, she
was pinned with that rough, gloved finger partially inside her.
    "You don't make the deals," Lawman Buck's
voice snarled, punctuated by his gloved finger rasping her core.
She half-moaned half-whined as her thighs spread further. "I do,"
he uttered, pulling his finger out, and then pushing it inward
again.
    It was rough, and she could feel it to her
bones, but she also felt a pang rising deeper beyond his finger.
"That the best you can do," she cried, half screaming her challenge
because she was partway between terror and arousal.
    Suddenly, his finger was gone and she was
being pulled down off his horse. She might have tried to attack him
or gain some advantage, even sexually, but she was dizzy and
stumbling. A tug of her hair, so painful it jerked her forward,
attacked her scalp. She squealed and cussed as Lawman Buck hauled
her forward, but then he pushed her, letting go. Wobbling on her
short boots, she tried to stay upright, while swiping hair out of
her face. The lawman's grim features swam into clarity. He had a
three day beard on him with a square unyielding jaw and black eyes
so intense she had a hard time keeping eye contact. When she
failed, turning her gaze from his piercing eyes, she saw the coiled
whip he held in his right hand.
    "That was not part of the deal!" she
shouted, poking a finger toward the whip.
    One side of his hard lips turned upward. "I
haven't made the deal yet," he uttered.
    Kate couldn't help staring at the thick black whip.
Just its presence sent quivers crawling on her flesh, and that made
her mad.
     
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enjoying the single life, dreaming and fantasizing about things
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