They walked back down the hall and entered the dining room with one of the largest tables she had ever seen. Twelve chairs sat around the table comfortably. “Do you guys ever eat in here?”
Mitch smiled at her. “Not much, but it’s perfect for when our family gets together for holidays and hopefully some day we can fill these chairs with our kids.”
He took her hand and led her into the kitchen, which also had an entrance across from the great room. The kitchen was state of the art with stainless steel appliances, a six-burner gas stove with a broiler and grill top, industrial-size refrigerator, and a huge island surrounded by eight barstools. The granite counters were a rich brown in color with white flecks and the dark wood cabinets had glass fronts all along one wall. There was a huge walk-in pantry stocked full including an additional freezer. There was another door leading out the kitchen to the mudroom and another bathroom with a walk-in shower and a small laundry room. There was also a screened-in porch off the back. The hallway between the kitchen and the great room had another half bath and there was a large guest walk-in closet.
“Come on, sugar, we’ll show you the upstairs.” Sam took her hand as they walked up the staircase. She looked at the family pictures on the wall as she walked up, noticing that they were the only pictures displayed in the house. It appeared that there was a picture for every year from Mitch as a baby up until their parents had died. “Our mom was huge on family pictures. She insisted that every July we would all come home for the holiday and take a family picture.” Sam pointed to the one at the end of the line of pictures. “That was the last one that was taken out by the creek that runs through our property. We’re all thankful that she insisted on yearly pictures now, and we intend to keep up that tradition once we start our family. We still have pictures taken every year just because we know that Mom would have wanted us to. Those are along the hallway around the corner.”
Everything they had been telling her during the tour and even before made her realize that they really were looking for one woman to share as their wife. There was no doubt about it and the idea of it wasn’t scaring her away.
Sam brought her out of her thoughts as they reached the top of the stairs. “We have seven bedrooms up here plus the master. The master is across the sky bridge and the other rooms are this way.” Sam led her down the hall and showed her that the twins and Della still had rooms at the house and the other three belonged to Mitch, Rance, and Sam. There were four bathrooms, each one shared between two bedrooms, and one other guest bathroom at the end of the hallway next to the guest bedroom. Mitch’s and Della’s rooms shared a bathroom but when she was home she usually used the guest bathroom. There was a large laundry room with two washers and two dryers. A counter ran along the wall with a sink and the smaller wall had clothing rods and hangers. “Mom always wanted an upstairs laundry room. Having six kids it seemed she was always running up and down the stairs washing piles of never-ending laundry. It about wore her out so we wanted to make sure that our wife would have everything she needed to make her life easier.”
“I can’t believe how everything is so neat and clean. How do you guys work all day and keep this huge house clean?”
“We have Mizz Gail to thank for that. She’s our housekeeper and cooks for us during the week. I don’t know what we would do without her. She started working for us right after our parents died and it was good for Della to have another female in the house. Her husband died about fifteen years ago and all her kids are married. I think she said she has seventeen grandkids now. I’m not sure how much longer she will work for us. Her kids want her to retire and move closer to them. All five of them ended up on the East Coast between Georgia and Florida so I’m sure that one day she will give in and move closer to them. We send her there for the Thanksgiving and Christmas Holidays every year, a week for Mother’s Day, and a week for her birthday in March. She more than earns her paid vacations putting up with all of us,” Mitch told her.
“You’ll love her, Tessa. She’s a sweet woman with a heart of gold, but tough as nails,” Rance added. Tessa watched his face as he talked about Gail and was shocked to see the warmth and affection in his eyes. She was sure that no one saw that side of him often.
Mitch took Tessa’s other hand and said, “Come on, let’s show her the master suite.”
They crossed the sky bridge and Mitch opened the double doors that led into the master suite. “Oh my God, this room is bigger than my whole apartment. It’s beautiful.” Tessa moved further into the room and could tell that a great deal of thought and love went into designing it.
The bed was custom made. It had to have been. Tess had never seen a bed that big in her life. It would easily sleep four people comfortably. The fireplace was covered in river rock just like the one downstairs and there was an overstuffed couch placed in front of it and a chaise lounge off to the side. The sitting area looked warm and inviting and Tess noticed that there was a flat-screen TV above the fireplace. The walk-in closet was huge and had built-in drawers on each wall around the bottom. Down the center of the closet was a built-in that appeared to have more drawers, a dressing table with a mirror, and a very large jewelry cabinet. “This is unreal,” Tessa said as she walked around the closet.
“Come on, darlin’, you still haven’t seen the master bath.” Mitch took her hand and led her to the door that was on the far end of the closet which she hadn’t even noticed. They walked into the bathroom and she couldn’t believe her eyes. There was a huge walk-in shower with showerheads coming out from every place possible. The tub was so large it could easily accommodate four or more people if needed. The long granite counter had four individual sinks, two on each side of a built-in vanity. The toilet was in a separate room in the far corner.
They all walked back out into the main bedroom and Tessa almost felt overwhelmed as they circled around her. “This entire suite is beautiful. I bet your mom would have loved it.”
Mitch turned Tessa to look into her eyes and gently rubbed her cheek with his thumb. “We didn’t design this room for our mom, darlin’. We designed this room for our wife. None of us will move into this room until we’re married. As you can see, we haven’t done any decorating in here at all and hardly any throughout the house. We want our wife to help make those decisions so that she feels this is her home as much as ours.”
Tessa didn’t know what to say. If he was trying to shock her, he wasn’t. Brad told her what they wanted and so had each of the brothers with subtle little hints. If this was something that she was willing to consider, she needed to decide right now before they moved any further.
“I think your future wife will absolutely love this master suite and all the love you three have obviously put into it. The entire house would be a dream come true to any woman lucky enough to be with the three of you.” Then to make her point, she leaned into Mitch and kissed him briefly, licking the seam of his lips, then turned and did the same thing to Rance and Sam. “But what about your brothers and sister. If they get married, where will they live?”
“Our parents had set aside land for each of us. There is land still set aside for the twins and Della, if they choose to live here on family land. Since I’m the eldest, the house is mine and since we decided that we would have a wife between the three of us, Rance and Sam don’t need the land that was allocated to them. Together we built a home for our future wife and family.”
“Sounds like your parents and you three have thought of everything. Now, how about you show me those horses I’ve been dying to see.”
All the brothers smiled and looked at each other as Rance took Tessa’s hand and headed to the barn. The smell of hay and manure brought back memories of times spent riding with Lanni and she hadn’t realized how much she missed that awful, wonderful smell. The first barn they entered was huge with twelve stalls on each side to hold two dozen horses. “Most of the horses in this barn are the ones we used to work the ranch and our own personal ones. There are two other barns that we
use for the rest of the stock. Come on, I want to introduce you to Lady Luck. I think she would be perfect for you given that it’s been a while since you’ve been riding.” Mitch directed her down the left-hand-side corridor. “Here she is. Give her your hand and let her smell you.”
Tessa raised her hand to Lady and when she bumped her hand up with her nose, Tessa petted her head. “She’s beautiful. How old is she?”
Sam spoke up this time. “She’s twelve. Lady Luck was our mom’s horse. Della rides her when she’s home and a couple of our wranglers take her out, but she is a woman’s horse. Let’s get her saddled and go for a ride.”
Mitch unhooked Lady’s lead and handed it to Tess. “Bring her on over here, darlin’, and we’ll see how much you remember on getting her ready to ride.”
Surprisingly Tessa remembered exactly how to do it. The only thing Mitch did was lift the saddle for her. “I’m pretty impressed, darlin’. Maybe you haven’t turned into a complete city girl after all,” he said in a joking manner.
“It’s just like riding a bike,” Tessa told him with a smile.
“You like riding bikes, baby girl?” Rance asked from behind her. “Cause I got a bike I would love to take you for a ride on.”
“Let me guess, I bet this bike has two wheels and several horses powering it, and from the looks of you, Mister Tall, Dark, and Dangerous, I bet you wear leather when you ride.” She gave him a sweet, devious smile and winked at him.
“Damn, you’re good, baby girl. Not so sure about this tall, dark, and dangerous, but I sure would like to see you in a set of leathers. So you wanna ride?”
Tessa wasn’t sure if he was talking about his motorcycle or him but she was game to flirt and find out. “You bet I do. Just tell me when, baby boy, and I’ll be ready.” She heard both Mitch and Sam laugh.
“Sweetheart, there ain’t nothing about me that’s a boy. I’m all man,” Rance told her as he bent and kissed her softly.
“I just bet you are but since you insist on call me baby girl, turnabout is fair play, sweetheart.” She kissed him with quickness then turned to grab the reins of Lucky Lady and said, “We gonna ride or stand around yapping all day?”
They all laughed as they each grabbed their readied horses and walked out to the front of the barn.
Mitch held on to Tessa as she mounted Lady. Sam said, “Hold on, I’ll be right back,” and jogged back into the barn. When he came back out he had a straw cowboy hat in his hand and handed it to Tessa. “Here, sugar, this is Della’s and I know she wouldn’t mind if you borrowed it. We’ll have to get you one to keep out here. Wouldn’t want you to get sunburned.”
“Thanks, shug,” Tessa told Sam as she blew him a kiss. Damn, how she loved to flirt, and if she wasn’t mistaken, Sam’s face turned a little pink. He was just too cute, even better than she remembered. She’d have to make a note of that for future reference.
They started out slow, making their way on the trail down toward the creek so Tess could get a feel for being back in the saddle again. Once she felt comfortable they picked up the pace and by the time they made it to the creek she was ready to stretch her legs.
“You sore, darlin’?”
“No, I’m fine, just needed to stretch a little. It sure is beautiful here.”
“You sure are, sugar.” Sam walked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing her neck. She closed her eyes as she melted into him, enjoying the way Sam wrapped himself around her. She felt a brush against her lips and her eyes popped open. Mitch was kissing her hesitantly. Tessa knew at that point that they were worried about freaking her out or going too fast, but she wasn’t freaked and she knew if she needed them to slow down they would. She wanted to know where this could lead. She reached for Mitch and returned his kiss with no hesitation on her part. She thrust her tongue between his lips and savored the taste that was uniquely his. When she felt another set of lips on the other side of her neck, she knew Rance had joined them.
Mitch pulled back as they both tried to catch their breath and said, “We’ll take this slow, darlin’. We don’t want to overwhelm you. We just want to love on you a little bit at a time if you’ll let us.”
They were all looking at her as if waiting for her answer. She leaned back into Sam and put one hand on Rance’s cheek and one on Mitch’s. “I’d like that. I want to take it slow but, yes. There’s something else I need to tell you. I’m not very experienced. Truth is I’m not really experienced at all.”
“Don’t worry, baby girl, we’ll take care of you,” Rance told her.
“Just trust us, darlin’. Relax and feel what it would be like to be ours,” Mitch told her.
“We’d never let anything happen to you, sugar. We’d never hurt you,” Sam added.
Tessa felt treasured and wanted. She never liked endearments like “sugar,” “darlin’,” or “baby girl,” but coming from them it sounded so right. A small part of her worried what her dad would think of her getting involved with three men. His opinion was the only one that really mattered to her. She had learned to live not caring what other people said or thought about her and she felt her life was so much better because of that. She grew up in this town being scrutinized, even by the man that now had his arms around her, but that was in the past and these three incredible men could possibly be her future.
This time Rance moved in front of her and took her mouth with his. His grinding kiss stole her breath as he ravaged her mouth. She wanted to get closer to him, but she was still being held by Sam, who was moving his hands slowly up her sides to cup her breasts. As his fingers ran over her nipples, she moaned into Rance’s mouth. He pulled back and looked into her eyes. They were full of passion, so dark it made her mouth go dry. Her nipples beaded tighter, begging to be touched. She whimpered softly as she arched into Sam’s hands.
As Rance took her mouth again, Sam pinched her nipples and she moaned even louder and felt her knee’s start to buckle. It was a good thing he was holding her.
“You like that, huh, darlin’?” Mitch asked her. “Has a man ever had his mouth on these beautiful breasts?”
Rance released her mouth as she looked up at Mitch with heavy-lidded eyes and kiss-swollen lips. “No, never.”
Mitch kissed up her neck to her ear, making her body shiver with need. Her nipples throbbed inside the cups of her bra and his blue eyes racked over her with a male appreciation that caused a hot rush of moisture that saturated her panties. “Darlin’, I want to put my mouth on them. I want to suck those hard little nipples and play with them with my tongue. I want to see how they’ll feel against my tongue. I want to taste them and see if they’re as sweet as the rest of you. Lift up your arms, darlin’, and let Sam take your shirt off.”
Tessa didn’t hesitate. She wanted this. She lifted her arms and Sam pulled her shirt off slowly, revealing her black-lace sheer bra.
“Damn, darlin’, you’re more stunning than I ever would’ve imagined,” Mitch told her as he traced the lace and the top of her breasts.
“Baby girl, let me unhook this for Mitch,” Rance said as he reached for the front enclosure to release her heavy breasts. Damn, he liked these kinds of bras. He slowly separated the cups of her bra, revealing pale, rose-colored nipples and the most beautiful tits he had ever seen.
“Oh, darlin’, you’re beautiful. Sam, hold those incredible tits for us while Rance tastes one and I taste the other,” Mitch instructed.
As Sam raised her breasts for his brothers, she felt each of her nipples enclosed in the warmth of their mouths. They played with her nipples like they were the most fascinating things they had ever felt or touched. A wave of heat flooded her veins as they licked and nipped at the tortured peaks. She gave into the sensation, arching harder against them. “Oh, that feels incredible.” She felt a little bite on the left and looked down as she gasped. Rance’s wicked smile told her that he enjoyed that as much as she did.
“I think our girl might enjoy a bit of pain with her pleasure. I wo
nder if she would like my nipple clamps. They sure would look amazing on these beautiful breasts,” Rance told his brothers.
She could feel the cream between her thighs soaking her panties as it flowed freely from their loving attention. They continued their ministrations, sucking, licking, and kissing her breasts. Rance was a little bit rougher but did it ever feel amazing. Tessa couldn’t help but writhe in Sam’s arms as he kissed her neck, softly sucking that spot under her ear that undid her. They pleasured her in an almost lazy rhythm that was pushing her to want more. She had an excruciating need to be touched. Her clit throbbed almost painfully. Tessa was thankful Sam was holding her or she would have slid to the ground. She had never felt so wanton. She wanted more and she didn’t want them to stop. Her entire body was trembling and she felt her control slipping away.
“Baby, I can smell how much you’re enjoying this and I can’t wait to taste that sweet-smelling honey. Do you like the idea of me clamping these pretty nipples? Can you come this way just from us loving these gorgeous tits?” Rance asked her.
“I, I don’t know. I’ve never…” How could she tell them she’d never had an orgasm that wasn’t from her own hand or BOB?
“It’s OK, darlin’. We’re going to take this slow and learn what you like, learn your body, and give you more pleasure than you’ve ever known. I think this is enough for now. Let’s get her dressed, boys, and head on back to the house. Sam needs to get dinner started,” Mitch told them.
Tessa looked at him and her heart fell. “Did I do something wrong, Mitch?” They were just going to leave her hanging like this? She had been so close.
Mitch quickly enfolded her in his arms. “No, darlin’. I just don’t want to rush you. I know that the three of us can be overwhelming and I want you to feel comfortable with everything we do to you. I don’t want you to regret making the choice to give us a chance. Plus, if I’m not mistaken, my brothers are probably just as fuckin’ hard as I am and if we continue, we won’t be able to stop.” Mitch slid his hands around Tessa and gripped her luscious ass, pulling her tight against his aroused body. “Feel how hard you’ve made me? You did everything right, baby. Don’t think I don’t want you. I want you more than my next breath.”
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