Welcome Home, Tessa [Allure, Wyoming] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)

by Madison Maxwell

  “I don’t know who she is, but damn if I’m not gonna find out,” Mitch said as he tossed his hat on the table and quickly moved from his chair, walking to the dance floor. Sam looked at Rance. They were both surprised. Mitch never danced. Well, none of them did. He pushed his way right in behind Tessa and danced right up to her, placing his hands on her hips. Tessa glanced over her shoulder and smiled, which only made Mitch’s cock throb more. God, she had the most incredible mouth and full lips. He could just imagine her on her knees as he fucked into it slow and steady. Then she turned around and put her arms around his neck, continuing to dance right up against him. She had the most beautiful eyes, eyes he could drown in. He wished he could see the exact color, but the lights were too dim.

  * * * *

  Tessa glanced over her shoulder to see who had danced right up against her so she could decide if she was going to tell them to back off or not. She was a terrible flirt but she was also picky about who she chose to flirt with or dance with. What a surprise it was when she saw that it was none other than Mitch Collins. Holy Hell! He was even better looking than she remembered. He was male model perfection and could have been on the cover of a magazine.

  Deciding that it was now or never to be the woman that she had become, she turned around slowly to take in his entire body from the tip of his cowboy boots to the top of his head. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she smiled and said, “Why, Mitchell Collins, aren’t you a sight for sore eyes. It’s been a long time, cowboy.” Mitch looked at her with such confusion that she knew he had no idea who she was. She couldn’t help but laugh. She would enjoy flirting with him, but reality was, Mitch Collins was way out of her league even if she wasn’t the same girl who had left here years ago, but damn if he didn’t feel good as she pressed up against him.

  “I’m sorry, darlin’, do we know each other?” he asked her. She could feel the hard ridge of his cock as he pulled her closer to his hips. God, he was huge. She had felt a lot of hard cocks when she danced, especially when she was feeling naughty and decided to grind up against her dance partner, but nothing compared to what he was packing behind his fly.

  “Sure we do. We go way back. It hurts you don’t remember me. Oh well, you’ll just have to figure it out, darlin’,” she told him as she brushed against him once more then spun around in his arms.

  Mitch would figure it out all right. Even if it wasn’t until he had her underneath him, sliding into that sweet little pussy, he would definitely figure it out. This woman was sex, sin, and sweetness all rolled into one and when he saw something he wanted he didn’t give up, and God, how he wanted this feisty little woman.

  The song ended. She thanked him for the dance and returned to the table with her friends. He looked at the table of women. Lanni, Kayden, Bobbi, Ronni, and Brad’s little sister Ally, all the usuals, but who the hell was she and how did she know those women?

  He sat back at the table with his brothers and Rance said, “She’s pure sex. Did you see those boots? I wonder how dark her desires run. You find out who she is, what’s her name?” Both Sam and Mitch looked at Rance. Rance never showed any interest in any of the women in town. He usually found his pleasure at the BDSM club that he frequented in Casper a couple times a month. Mitch and Sam weren’t into the whole Dom/sub thing like Rance was. Mitch sat there looking at his brother shocked that he had actually said anything. Mitch and Sam weren’t all about vanilla sex, they liked to have their fun and enjoyed a little bit of kink, too, but not in the same way as Rance. Rance always had to be in total control and always had someone else with him if he decided to be with a woman in or out of the club. At times Mitch or Sam and sometimes both would join him at the club but that had stopped about a year ago. They just weren’t into it like Rance was. Something had happened when Rance was younger that he hadn’t shared with anyone, something that made him keep away from the girls when they were in high school and also most of the women in town. He never had sex with a woman unless someone else was with him. If it involved a woman from town, it was usually someone that Mitch or Sam brought home and then invited him to join them. He never told Mitch what had happened but someday Mitch hoped he would confide in him.

  “I didn’t get her name, but she knew me. She said it had been a long time and that she was hurt I didn’t remember her. I don’t know who the fuck she is, but I can tell you she knows how to work her body and damn if she doesn’t feel fucking fantastic and smell even better.”

  Mitch felt a tap on his shoulder and looked up to see Brad standing there. “Hey, man, what’s up?” he asked him as Mitch stood grabbing his hand and gave him a quick one-armed hug.

  “Not much, just thought I’d stop by and see what’s going on.” He didn’t mention to Mitch he was there to check up on his sisters.

  Mitch pointed to the dance floor where once again that hot little number was rolling those hips and, oh fuck, dropping down to the floor. “That’s what’s going on. Look at that woman out there on the dance floor. I ain’t been this interested in a woman since…hell, I can’t remember. I danced with her a couple songs ago. She is the finest woman I’ve ever laid eyes on and that’s not the only thing I’d like to lay on her. She must be new around here because none of us has ever seen her before, but when I danced with her she knew me but wouldn’t tell me her name. I plan to find out a whole lot more about her before the night’s over. Damn, look at the way she moves that body. I wouldn’t mind it moving on me. Man, you don’t know who she is, do you?”

  Brad needed to stop this before he ended up beating the crap out of his best friend. It was one thing for them to talk about a woman, but this wasn’t just any woman, this was his sister.

  Brad had just said to Mitch, “Yeah, I know her and—” He was cut off as Tessa threw her arms around his neck.

  Tessa smiled up at her brother, happier than hell to see him. “Hey, Brad, I didn’t know you were coming out tonight but I’m sure glad to see you.”

  Mitch watched as that sexy woman ran straight toward him, and threw her arms around Brad, kissing him on the cheek. Mitch just stood there dumbfounded. He glanced at his brothers and they had the same reaction.

  “Hey, little girl,” Brad said as he kissed her forehead, picking her up off the floor to hug her. He said into her ear, “I think that next time you decide to go out, I’m gonna choose your clothes. I’m still voting for the sweats.”

  Tessa laughed as she pushed out of his arms, grabbing his cowboy hat off his head and putting it on her own. “I need to get me one of these,” she told him as she looked at Mitch and gave him a sultry smile and a wink.

  “So, Brad, Mr. Married Man, think you can introduce us to your friend here?” Mitch asked with anticipation of finding out this angel’s name and making sure that she knew Brad was married.

  Brad laughed. “You’re kidding, right?” he said as he put his arm around Tessa and pulled her close.

  Mitch looked at him and started to get pissed. Brad was married with a kid and one on the way. What the hell did he think he was doing? He needed to know who this woman was that had just given him the most severe hard-on that he could ever remember getting on a dance floor and how the hell did she know Brad. “I’m sorry, sugar, for my friend’s rudeness. You already know my name, but remind me what yours is, angel?”

  Both Brad and Tessa laughed. Brad finally let him off the hook. “Man, this is my little sister, Tessa. Don’t you remember her?”

  At Brad’s announcement both Sam and Rance abruptly stood from the table staring at Tessa. Tessa heard Sam say, “No fucking way,” as they both moved closer to her.

  “Hey, Sam, how you been?” Tessa said with the sweetest voice Sam had ever heard. “Rance, it’s good to see you again.”

  Sam took a step forward, “Tessa? Wow, you look amazing. Got a hug for an old friend, sugar?” He breathed a sigh of relief as she walked into his embrace and wrapped her arms around him.

  Tessa couldn’t believe that Sam was holding her. She had dreamed of
this moment her entire life, of having Sam’s arms wrapped around her, and it was actually happening. All too soon it was interrupted.

  “Hey, bro, you need to share,” Rance told Sam as she was pulled into his arms. Rance held her tight as she inhaled his scent, spicy and fresh. His arms held her securely and it felt so good and shocked the hell out of her. She had never had any kind of relationship with Rance, bad or good, but being in his arms felt so damn good.

  Mitch tried to wait patiently but damn it, he was done waiting. “Let her go, Rance. Come here, baby girl.” Mitch spun her around and enveloped Tessa in a hug. She was still reeling from shock that Rance also had welcomed her with open arms. Now she was once again in Mitch’s.

  Damn, did they all have to feel so amazing? Her head was spinning and her panties were damp. She needed to get ahold of herself before she did something stupid or made a fool of herself.

  Tessa pulled away from Mitch and turned to her brother, placing his hat back on his head and said, “I need to get back to my friends.” Then she looked at Mitch, “I would love to dance again later, if you’re up to it, with each one of you,” she told them mischievously and where the hell that came from she had no idea. It had to be a little of Heather’s naughtiness rubbing off on her. “It’s great to see y’all again.” She winked as she walked away.

  “Oh, baby, I’m up for it all right,” Mitch thought to himself. He watched her walk with a natural sexy sway of her hips as she went back to her table. He noticed that every eye in the place was on her. He just couldn’t believe that was Tessa.

  She turned and looked over her shoulder and caught all of them watching her walk away. Mitch had the sexiest little grin on his face and she noticed that the bulge behind his fly appeared even larger than before, telling her his cock liked what he saw. God, she loved to flirt and tease, but with Mitch it was so much more. She never would have imagined in a million years that Mitch Collins would look at her as more than a sad little girl. She could tell by the smoldering look he was giving her that he was more than interested. He was way out of her league and always had been. She felt a whirlwind of emotion as she realized that she was looking at Mitch the way she had always looked at Sam. Damn, Sam had held her and held her tight like he didn’t want to let her go. She breathed in his crisp, clean scent and wondered if he would taste just as good. Then Rance took his turn, holding her and rubbing the small of her back with his fingertips sending chills right up her spine. The three of them overwhelmed her but in a good way. But Tessa knew that any one of them would be more man than she could handle.

  Mitch looked at Brad and said, “Man, I’m sorry. I had no idea that was Tessa. I mean, damn, look at her. That’s not the same girl that I used to defend in high school. That is one hot woman. When did she get back in town?”

  Brad shook his head, not wanting to deal with this. “She’s been here all week. She’s taking over for my dad until he can go back to work. She’s staying at my parents’ house. I gotta tell you, it sure is good to have her home. Can’t believe how much I’ve missed her. She’s changed though. She’s not the same insecure little girl who left here six years ago. She’s got herself together and has an attitude to go with the whole package. I’m just hoping that she’s gonna want to stick around permanently. I promised my wife I wouldn’t get into any fights over her tonight though, so no more comments about my baby sister cause I sure as shit don’t wanna fight with you, but since you now know who she is and I ain’t gotta worry about y’all maybe you can help me keep the cowboys off her.” As soon as he said that they both saw Alex Decker approach her on the dance floor. He was a piece of shit and he sure the hell wasn’t gonna be messing with Tessa.

  Brad was ready to head to the dance floor when Mitch stopped him. “Let me. I didn’t promise Annie I wouldn’t get in a fight tonight,” he told him then walked toward Tessa.

  Tessa felt a pair of hands on her hips as she continued to dance to “Felt Good on My Lips” by Tim McGraw. She glanced over her shoulder, hoping it was Mitch, but unfortunately it was Alex Decker. Alex was a creep. She remembered him from high school and how he wasn’t ever nice to her. In fact, he went out of his way to make fun of her. Lanni had told her about some of the stories she had heard about him, and there wasn’t a girl left in town that would have anything to do with him.

  Tessa smiled at him and said, “Alex, I suggest you take your hands off me if you want to keep them.”

  Alex looked at her with confusion just like everyone else. “Do I know you, sweet thing?” he asked.

  She stopped dancing, removing his hands from her hips, and said, “I am not your sweet thing. You might not remember me. I’m Tessa Walker, Brad Walker’s little sister. Now if you will excuse me.”

  Alex grabbed her arm as she turned to leave. “No fucking way are you Tessa Tubby Walker. You’re one of the hottest fucking women I’ve ever seen and I’m not done talking to you yet.”

  She hadn’t heard that nickname in six years and wasn’t happy to hear it now. “Get your fucking hands off me before I hurt you, Alex.”

  He just laughed and said, “I told you, I’m not done with you.” He pulled her closer to him. She picked up her foot, landing her four-inch spiked heel right on the top of his foot. Alex let go with a scream. “Motherfucker, that hurt. What the hell is wrong with you, you fucking little bitch? I’m gonna turn you over my knee and beat that pretty little ass of yours until it’s good and red. Then I’m gonna fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before.” Tessa just looked at him thinking, well, I’ve never been fucked before, so she didn’t have anything that would compare and if this stupid son of a bitch thought he was going to touch her he was crazy. She pulled back her fist to hit him in the face when it came to an abrupt stop.

  “Let me take care of this for you, darlin’. Wouldn’t want you to mess up those pretty little knuckles now would we.” Mitch grabbed Alex by the back of the shirt and Tessa watched as Mitch dragged him through the door. Brad was right behind him.

  Ally came over to Tessa and hugged her. “Are you OK? I hope they kick that slimeball’s ass. It was awesome the way you stomped on his foot though. We were all cheering you on.” Tessa looked past Ally and the girls at the table started clapping.

  “I’m fine, just wish I could have hit him. Come on, I need a drink.”

  * * * *

  Alex faced Brad and Mitch. “Sorry, Brad, I didn’t know that was your sister. I was just trying to have some fun,” Alex said, knowing he was about to get his ass whooped and whooped good.

  “Alex, when a woman says no they mean no. You sure got a problem understanding the meaning of that word. What is it that confuses you, the N or the O? I’ve heard stories about you that make me think you need a lesson in what it means when a woman says ‘no,’ and Mitch and I are just the men to teach you. Even if it wasn’t my sister, we’d still be out here kicking your ass.”

  Mitch stepped in front of Alex and said, “I think I’ll hit you in the gut first, what do you think about that?”

  Alex said, “No, please let’s just talk about this.”

  Mitch looked at Brad and said, “I’m not sure what no means, do you know what no means, Brad?” Brad shook his head and Mitch hit Alex hard, causing him to double over.

  Brad stepped up next and said, “I think I’ll hit you in the face, how’s that sound?”

  Alex had just stood up straight and said, “No, man, please don’t. I get it, OK.” Brad reached back and hit him hard dead center in the face, probably breaking his nose.

  “What do you think, Brad, maybe one more lesson?” Mitch picked him up from the ground and looked Alex dead in the eye. “Next time a lady tells you no, you better remember what it means. If I ever hear that you disrespected another woman, I will personally kick your fucking ass and you better believe you won’t be able to fucking walk for a month. If you ever put your hands on Tessa again, or even look her way, I’ll kill you,” Mitch said, then hit him in the gut again and tossed him to the groun
d.

  “Well, that was fun. Let’s go see who’s next,” Brad said as he clapped Mitch on the back.

  They walked back into the bar and all eyes watched as they went back to the table and sat down. “Everything OK?” Rance asked.

  “Yeah, just needed to take out the trash,” he told him as he took a drink of his beer.

  The DJ played “Getting You Home” by Chris Young, and Mitch stood saying, “Excuse me, guys, I’ve got a pretty little lady to rescue.”

  Brad watched as Mitch fought his way through the crowd and took Tessa’s hand, leading her to the dance floor. All the other cowboys that were trying to convince her to dance just walked away with pissed-off looks on their faces. He knew most of them and some worked for him. He would have to have a talk with all his hands tomorrow and warn them off of Tessa, again. Brad wasn’t so sure Mitch was just being a good friend but wanted to trust his buddy. Hell, if he could trust Tessa with anyone, it would be Mitch.

  Mitch pulled Tessa close to him. “Thought maybe you could use my help, baby girl.”

  “Thanks, Mitch. You always did come to my rescue, but I’m not a little girl any longer and my brother is the only one that gets away with calling me that,” she told him as she felt him pull her even closer and lean in to brush his lips against her ear.

  “No, darlin’, you’re not a little girl anymore, you’re all woman now. God, you smell good, and you feel amazing. Why didn’t you tell me who you were, Tessa?”

  Tessa pulled back to look at him and lowered her eyes and took a deep breath then focused on those beautiful pale blue eyes encased by the longest lashes she had ever seen. She reached up around his neck and threaded her fingers into the hair at the back of his head. Oh, his hair felt like silk, and she wondered what it would feel like as it brushed against her thighs. She couldn’t believe she even thought that because that was something else she had never experienced. That had to be all of Heather’s influence if she was having those types of wicked thoughts again, right?