Free The Bandit Princess by J. Roberts Page A

of the litter, but they do their jobs.”
    “You know,” Pearl said, “just once I’d like to have some men who have brains.”
    “If they have brains,” Hunter said, “they usually have their own gang.”
    She stopped pacing and Hunter looked at her. She was the prettiest thing he’d ever seen, with long brown hair, and fair skin she somehow kept out of the sun. And she had the sweetest lips he’d ever encountered.
    “Pearl,” he said, “come in, sit down, and have somethin’ to eat. If you want, I’ll go lookin’ for them, or send Randy.”
    “If you send Randy, he’ll just get lost, too.”
    She sighed, then sat down across from him and started to eat.
    “Hunter?”
    “Yeah?”
    “Where do you think my mother is?”
    “She’s probably off someplace with Blue Dick or somebody,” Hunter said. “You know she ain’t been right since Sam was killed.”
    “If she don’t come back soon, she’s gonna lose her land,” Pearl said.
    “I don’t think she’ll let that happen, Pearl,” Hunter said. “Land in the Indian Territories is too damn hard to come by. She’ll be back.”
    “And I’m gonna be here waitin’,” she said.
    “I’ll be here, too, Pearl.”
    They sat and ate in silence for a while before she spoke again.
    “If those two don’t get back by tonight, maybe we better send Dave to find them.”
    “That’s a good idea,” Hunter said.
    Dave Slaughter had a few things going for him, as far as Hunter was concerned. He was the oldest member of the gang, he had some smarts, and he wasn’t in love with Pearl Starr the way Randy was.
    “Dave’ll drag them two back here by their ears,” Hunter said.
    “If we can replace Del and Tate, we might have a good gang, Hunter.”
    “These boys do whatever you tell ’em to do, Pearl,” Hunter said. “That makes them a good gang. Don’t worry about those two. When they get back, I’ll straighten ’em out.”
    “I know you will, Hunter,” she said. “What’d you do to these beans? They’re good.”
    “Lots of pepper,” he said.
    She took another bite, then shook her head and said, “They’re good.”
    “Finish ’em up and I got somethin’ else pretty good for you,” he said.
     
    After they’d finished eating, Hunter took Pearl into the bedroom. He undressed her slowly, first taking off her boots, then peeling off her shirt to reveal her naked breasts. They were small, with large, brown nipples. He sat on the bed in front of her, nibbled on her breast while he undid her belt. He pulled her pants and underwear down and she kicked them away. Fully naked, she began to undress him, removing his shirt to reveal his powerful chest, then pulling off his boots and his trousers.
    His penis was already fully hard, jutting up from his lap. Pearl couldn’t wait. She reached between her own legs to rub herself until she was wet, then straddled him and slid down on his rigid pole.
    “Hellfire, gal!” Hunter hissed. “That’s so good.”
    She was steaming hot on the inside and it closed over him like wet heat. He slid his hands beneath her to cup her buttocks and then started sliding her up and down on him.
    “Oooh, God,” she cooed, “damn, Hunter . . .”
    She put her hands on his shoulders to balance herself as he continued to slide her up and down on his rock-hard dick . . . up and down . . .
     
    Outside Randy Green walked over to where Dave Slaughter was working on his saddle.
    “Whataya think, Dave?” he asked.
    “About what?”
    “Del and Tate.”
    “Coupla idiots.”
    “What about me?”
    Dave didn’t look up, or answer.
    “Aw, come on, Dave, I’m tryin’ to learn, ain’t I?” Randy asked.
    Dave looked up at him.
    “Yer always moonin’ over Pearl, Randy,” Dave said. “You gotta stop that.”
    “But . . . I been with her, Dave. I know what it’s like.”
    “Forget about it, kid,” Dave said. “She’s with Hunter now.”
    “What about you, Dave?”
    “What about me?”
    “What do you think of