Longarm and the Colorado gundown

_{He cried out, and she was there to pet and soothe and comfort him. He hadn’t even realized that she’d left his cock, but now she was bent over him, her eyes wide and moist and caring, and she was smiling as she ran a hand over his cheek and smoothed the hair back from his forehead and dragged a fingertip along the sweeping flow of his mustache, first on one side and then the other.}

_{“Nice?” she asked.}

_{“Don’t you never do that t’ anybody old,” he said.}

_“What?”

_{‘Takes a healthy heart t’ not explode from anything that powerful.” He winked at her. “Course it’d be a helluva way to go. Worth it.”}

_{She laughed and kissed the ball of her thumb and transferred it onto his lips. “Can I get you anything?”}

_{“What’d you have in mind?” .}

_{“Whatever you want. Personally, I’m hungry. I didn’t go out for supper this evening. I was afraid I might miss you if you came. Now I’m famished. I thought I’d ring down and have a late supper brought up. You’re welcome to join me.”}

_{“Couldn’t do that without people knowing you had a visitor,” he said.}

_{Leah smiled and shrugged. “Dear Longarm, my reputation could hardly be tarnished any further. And I earned every bit of it too. So don’t worry about that. Now what would you like? A steak dinner with all the trimmings?”}

_{“What will you be having?”}

_{“Green salad, a little fruit, perhaps a pastry.”}

_{He made a face.}

_{“Steak for you, dear, lettuce for me.” She left the bed, her movements lithe and sure, and tugged the bellpull, then reached for her dressing gown. Longarm got up too. This best room in the hotel was nice and it was good-sized, but it wasn’t any suite. Anybody at the door would get a good look at the bed too. He had time to dress before a sleepy-looking bellboy showed up.}

_{Leah gave their meal order, and asked for a carafe of coffee and a magnum of champagne to be brought up while the food was being prepared.}

_{“Carafe, mum?” the bellboy asked. “I thought that was a animal with a long neck.”}

_{“A carafe is a covered pot, son, something to keep the coffee warm in.”}

_{“Oh, that kinda carafe. Yes, mum, I’ll get you one right up.”}

_{“Thanks.”}

_{Past Leah’s shoulder the boy gave Longarm a look of blatant envy before he wheeled and trotted off about his duties. Longarm waited until he was gone, then winked at Leah. “What you wanta bet he has wet dreams about you for the next six months?”}

_{“Only six months?” she exclaimed. “That’s insulting. Wait until he comes back. I’ll let my gown fall open. About, oh, this much?”}

_{“Hussy,” he said with a laugh.}

_{“Indeed I am, you lucky man.”}