Trail of Evil - eARC by Travis S. Taylor Page A

let out a faint shooshing sound as she exhaled through pursed lips. Davy, on the other hand, wasn’t even breathing hard. The muscular SEAL simply took the kicks and pushed her aside. He was overly confident. At least Dee hoped he was.
    Shit he’s strong, Bree . She was a bit intimidated and excited at the same time. She definitely was excited .
    Dee rushed him again with a double left leg roundhouse kick and then a jump back leg, her right, roundhouse kick that was strong enough to break bricks. Rackman dropped an elbow and took the brunt of it, but he was forced to take a step back—a small step. Then he caught Dee’s foot and carried her momentum through a full circle, flinging her across the floor onto her back.
    “Come on Dee, enough. One of us is gonna get hurt if we keep this up.”
    “You chicken shit, squidboy?” Dee pulled herself up off the floor and wiped sweat from her forehead and pulled her ponytail a little tighter. “Didn’t know you were so afraid of getting hurt.”
    “Dee..” he started but she didn’t give him time to finish what he was going to say. This time she went low and swept at his legs but he jumped her kick.
    Dee spun over onto her back and then flipped upward kicking over and landing a kick on Davy’s chin. He staggered backwards slightly.
    He’s standing solid. Use that . Bree countered. Make him top heavy.
    Good idea.
    “That all you got mecha jock?” Rackman laughed but Dee could see that she was pushing his tolerance. “Keep it up and I’m gonna hit you back.”
    “You sure know how to woo a girl off her feet!” Dee grunted as she lunged forward onto her hands into a handspring and then to her feet leaping up into his face wrapping her legs around his neck flipping them both over. Dee rolled her body around Davy’s as they were flung head over heels by the momentum of her attack. Rackman fell with a hard thud onto his back humbled, surprised, and somewhat winded. Dee moved quickly while she had the upper hand. She did her best to give a sexy grin as she rolled up and straddled his chest putting the full weight of her body on his stomach and crushing his ribs between her thighs.
    “Shit, Dee. That freakin’ hurt.”
    “Navy squidboy can’t take the pain.” She pouted her lips leaned forward into him. “Big baby,” she whispered while bringing her breasts closer to him.
    Rackman pulled her close and she felt the warmth and fullness of his chest against her as she kissed him cautiously at first. She wasn’t sure the fighting was over. Davy’s long hesitation to pull away was sign enough. The fight was over. She kissed him again. She wriggled downward slightly so that she sat straddle over his crotch and thighs. She could feel him getting warmer and stiffening against her.
    Rackman’s hands slid up her waist to the bottom of her tank top and in less time than it takes to switch from bot to eagle mode in her mecha her shirt was over her head and tossed away into the flickering shadows. Dee felt his hands grasping her breasts and then her nipples with soft pressure and then he began tugging them and pulling her to him. The sensation of his thumb and forefinger pulling her erect nipples sent a jolt of electricity through her body leaving her lost in the sensation briefly as his hands traveled back down her body and chill bumps covered her from head to toe.
    She could feel his hands inside her shorts grasping her buttocks firmly and pressing his stiffening crotch against her now very heated one. Dee wiggled forward slightly slipping out of the shorts. She fumbled with his shirt pulling it over his head and then forced her hands down to the waistband of his shorts. Dee lowered herself down Rackman’s chiseled body kissing him and slithering like a snake as she brought his shorts over his feet. Dee found herself on her hands and knees looking directly at his manhood standing erect only millimeters in front of her face. She took him into her mouth and caressed him with