Needing More [Party on the Prairie 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour)
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Party on the Prairie 2
Needing More
Living in New York City was something that Jenna Talbot loved. It provided her with endless opportunities for adventure and satisfied her needs. She hadn’t lied when investigators questioned her about other employees and their embezzling activities at the firm she worked for, but because of her honesty she was out of a career.
Jace Kline and Anthony Hanson grew up together as best friends on a farm that Jace’s parents owned. They did everything together. Always had and always would. The middle of North Dakota was a hard place to find good help for a reasonable price but a friend found a connection and they were desperate for anyone they could get their hands on.
Jenna has always needed more than just one man to feel fulfilled. All Jace and Tony want is a woman to love both of them for who they are and understand that sometimes needing more isn’t a bad thing.
Genre: BDSM, Contemporary, Ménage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys
Length: 95,521 words
NEEDING MORE
Party on the Prairie 2
Redrae Gunn
MENAGE AMOUR
Siren Publishing, Inc.
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NEEDING MORE
Copyright © 2014 by Redrae Gunn
E-book ISBN: 978-1-62741-046-5
First E-book Publication: January 2014
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DEDICATION
No good book becomes great without fabulous editing. So I have to thank the wonderful editors who highlight, offer suggestions, encouragement, and slash through the manuscript with their sharp skills. I do have to admit, I have come to fear the color red, comment bubbles, and comma insertions, but with therapy I believe the fear will eventually go away.
I have to thank my grandma and grandpa Bohmbach for giving me great memories of the farmhouse. Though the house no longer exists I had to bring it back to life and give others their happiness inside its walls.
Thank you, to my daughter, Drae, for her always enthusiastic encouragement, and to my son, Brandon, who has no problem telling his friends’ mothers about my books. I love you both.
Finally, my husband, Rick, thank you for everything you do when you are met by my blank stare that tells you I am in another world. You are the source of my inspiration and I thank you for your love.
Table of Contents
Title Page
Copyright Page
Dedication
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Epilogue
About the Author
NEEDING MORE
Party on the Prairie 2
REDRAE GUNN
Copyright © 2014
Chapter 1
Jenna Talbot followed her friend Kira Pyre up the cement walk to the farmhouse. Driving on the gravel road had been an experience. Coming from New York City she had never driven on a gravel road. Jenna had lived in Los Angeles before she had lived in New York City. Not much gravel there either.
Kira had helped her find this job through a series of Internet contacts, and though it was a long way from New York City, she just couldn’t stand the thought of moving in with her parents at thirty-four years old. The stock market had picked a great time to collapse and Jenna hadn’t gotten any bonuses for reporting suspicious embezzling activities in her firm. No, her career in investing was probably over. It was time for a new adventure.
The farmhouse was not as large as Kira’s but it wasn’t small. It was painted white with blue- and red-trimmed windows. There were two shops, one red, one blue, and a three-car garage painted like the farmhouse. The driveway curved sharp to the left at the entrance and then turned right into a large gravel circle. Large pine trees and a thick tree line hid the farm from the road. Not that it looked like there was much traffic on the road. Jenna hadn’t seen one car on the drive over.
“They just leave the house unlocked?” Jenna asked as Kira pushed open the door. She didn’t feel stupid asking Kira those types of questions. Kira had lived in the city, too, so she knew why Jenna was asking seemingly ridiculous questions.
“A lot of people do,” Kira said. “I do too unless I am going to run to town. They said that they would meet us here and just to go inside.”
“I didn’t know that there was a BDSM community around here,” Jenna said to Kira as they sat at the kitchen table.
“There isn’t.” The little blonde shrugged her shoulders. “I own a place called the Caged Kitty. It’s where I make all sorts of BDSM equipment and for years people have
thought I was growing pot. So I came out of the closet and invited some of the people I’ve met in the lifestyle. I wanted to show the people in town that I’m not the only freak in the world.”
Jenna breathed a sigh of relief. Kira raised her eyebrows at her so Jenna explained. “I messed around yesterday at your party and I am glad that someone from around here won’t recognize me and start saying that they saw it, too.”
“How did you even get into the BDSM area without an invite?” Kira asked.
“They saw my car with the New York license plates and gave me the blue wrist band that allowed me into that area.” Jenna shrugged her shoulders and blushed. She was so glad that she had. She had no idea when she would get her next chance at a little love and yesterday had been amazing.
“Pretty hot scene from the way you are blushing.” Kira smirked.
“You have no idea,” Jenna said as she fanned her face, closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair. “No sex but it was still an amazing make-out fest.”
Kira sat at the table with her. “So describe the man you were with.”
“It wasn’t one.” Jenna blushed. “I like having two. Sorry. I’ve been around enough to know what I need.”
“Don’t apologize,” Kira said as she laughed. “I need a Master. Rock just happened to pop into my life and it was exactly what I needed. I didn’t try to deny what I need. I’m old enough to know better.”
“Me too,” Jenna said. “Um, one was as tall as Rock. He had soft blond hair. Like Brad Pitt in the movie Meet Joe Black. He had darker blue eyes and was trim but muscular. Had a little bit of a bad-boy-dangerous thing going on. The other one was maybe five inches taller. Huge. Built like a triangle. Blond hair that was shoulder length and wavy. Deep voice but glacier-blue eyes, very light blue. He looked like someone that should either be surfing in Australia or jumping off of a Viking warship. Have you ever seen Alan Ritchson, because that was him right down to the smile.”
“Tan?” Kira asked.
“Yeah,” Jenna said, thinking back. “They were both more tanned than some of the others from the city. I just thought that I might as well get a little enjoyment before I resign myself to washing skid marks out of underwear for two decrepit old men the rest of the summer.”
“Doing laundry doesn’t sound like your gig.” Kira laughed. “Why did you take the job?”
Jenna described the market crash, the thought of moving in with her parents and the hope at a new adventure.
“Why do you think that they will be decrepit old men?” Kira asked.
“You know.” Jenna laughed easily. “Set the bar low and then you won’t be disappointed. Thanks, by the way, for saying that you trust these guys and for coming out here with me. Stranger danger just didn’t want me to show up at someone’s house in the middle of nowhere.”
“I know exactly where you are coming from,” Kira said.
Jenna had done interviews before. She figured that her nerves were coming at her from all directions because this time she was trying to get a job for which she had no experience.
* * * *
Jace and Tony rode into the driveway. The Mercedes Roadster stood out like a sore thumb. Jace rolled his eyes but Tony whistled as he walked his horse around the vehicle.
“Ninety thousand dollars and that is if it’s base price,” Tony said. “This puppy looks like it’s custom, not factory. She’ll need to drive the truck on these gravel roads.”
“Fine,” Jace said as he rode over to the corral. “You teach fat and snobby how to drive it.”
“I’ll flip for it,” Tony said as he searched his pocket for a coin. They were always flipping for jobs, so this would be no different. “Heads or tails?”
“Tails,” Jace called as he jumped down from the large gray mare that carried his weight like he was a fly. He watched as Tony dismounted the buckskin gelding and walked over to Jace. Tony uncovered his hand and Jace swore loudly. “Tails usually goes in my favor.”
The horses moved inside of the corral. Jace tied both of the horses to the white metal rail.
“We’ll go meet this employee, make our decision, and then finish checking the moms and babies in the north forty,” Jace said.
“Sounds good to me,” Tony replied. He rubbed the buckskin between the eyes and then headed to the farmhouse. Jace was muttering something about Jenna not being too big from how far forward her seat was pushed but Tony was already on the front step. He waited for Jace to join him and then they went inside.
* * * *
Jenna saw the two men come inside. They were wearing T-shirts with the sleeves cut off, faded, tight blue jeans, and cowboy hats. They removed their boots and hats rather methodically, then turned their faces toward where she stood in the kitchen.
Jenna backed up a couple of steps from the two pairs of different-colored blue eyes that looked at her. The men had frozen and no longer advanced on her, but that didn’t stop the feeling of being trapped. Her heart pounded in her chest as she took two more steps back into the living room. If she could just get two more steps back then she knew that she was out the backdoor and to her car before…
“Stop,” Jace said firmly.
Jenna froze in place as he took a step forward.
“Jenna Talbot,” Kira said from behind Jenna. “Meet Jace Kline and Anthony Hanson, your future employers.”
“My what?” Jenna asked as Jace took another tentative step forward. Tony came from behind Jace and smiled at Jenna as he stepped into the kitchen.
“We are just going to talk about your resume,” Tony said as he pulled the papers off of the counter and held them up for her to see. “You came highly recommended.”
Jenna took a tentative step forward and waited for Tony and Jace to sit at the table before she joined them in the remaining empty chair. Kira followed her into the kitchen and she was thankful for the female company.
“We don’t bring women to the house when we have hired help staying with us,” Tony said very matter-of-factly. “So Jace and I figured that yesterday would be the last chance to entertain before the summer work kept us from doing anything fun. I hope that you don’t hold that against us.”
“I wasn’t told anything about you,” Jenna said, raising her chin. “So I figured on meeting a couple of old ranchers that needed their laundry done. I chalked yesterday up to a final vacation fling before I resigned myself to washing clothes all summer.”
“Now that the elephant is out of the room,” Tony began.
“Not entirely.” Jenna looked him in the eye.
“It’s not part of your employment,” Tony replied.
“We all had one last spring fling and now we negotiate business,” Jace said softly. His balls jumped at the way Jenna quickly turned her eyes to his when he spoke. He watched as he saw the type of confident woman that he had always admired. “The salary that we are offering is considerably lower than your previous employer.”
“Yes, but considering the cost of living plus room and board I think that it is more than a fair proposition, especially based on the median income for a person in this demographic region,” Jenna said. She had studied everything about the salary they had offered and everything about the people in the area.
Tony raised his eyebrows and managed to stop his jaw from dropping. She hadn’t been lying on her resume like he had assumed. This woman was definitely shrewd when it came to business. She could be a great asset to running the farm.
“We are worried that with your education and past employment you may get bored,” Jace challenged.
“I had considered that as well,” Jenna said, shrugging her shoulders.
“Are you kidding,” Kira perked up. “There are a thousand things to do around the farm that even someone from the city can do. Repaint the trim on the windows, pull the weeds out of the gravel, put up that deer fence around the garden, stack firewood, clear the dead branches from the tree line, caulk the drafty spot around the doorframe, fix that broken board in the deck, an
d maybe add some damn flowers to those pots in front of your garage that look like they have been empty for years.”
“I do well with lists,” Jenna offered.
“We have a whole shed full of projects just waiting to be done.” Tony broached the subject carefully, not wanting to piss off Jace or bring up the memory of Jace’s mom to be hurtful. “Lists, too.”
“I multitask, multimedia, and can probably get you every tax refund imaginable on the farm you own.” Jenna paused. “My car is paid off, my apartment was sold furnished, so all I am bringing is nothing but good credit, the personal items in my car, and a willingness to learn.”
Jace smiled. Despite his hatred of change it would be nice to see some of his mom’s projects actually come to life. The woman in front of him had confidence that he hadn’t seen before in a hired hand without any experience. She was also honest.
“We’ve heard how you will be an asset,” Jace said.
“So what are the negatives?” Tony asked.
“I can tell you that my negatives are probably considerably more than my assets.” Jenna laughed. “I have never lived outside of a big city. I have never driven on a gravel road until a few minutes ago. I didn’t know what a burn barrel was until I asked Kira where the recycle bin was located. I have no idea how to grow a garden. I washed a dish for the first time without a dishwasher last night. I have never before heard the phrase ‘going to town.’ I’ve never seen an animal outside of the zoo, well, except for alley cats and pigeons. This list goes on and on.”