David walked as close to Theresa as he could without seeming obvious. He found her energy overwhelmingly alluring. It was more than just her looks that drew him to her. She radiated a sexy vibe that he just couldn’t get enough of. The fact that she didn’t do it purposefully only enhanced its sexiness.
Ordinarily, if he found himself in the presence of a woman as hot as Theresa Burk, he’d be working on a way to get her into bed. It crossed his mind on more than one occasion since she came to the ranch to meet with his father and Jeffrey.
He’d actually battled with himself to maintain control and not ruin things. Theresa may be smoking hot, but she was also an intelligent, well-bred woman who he’d have no hesitation bringing home to Sunday dinner. The fact that she would bring an attractive fortune with her certainly didn’t hurt matters; especially since he’d had a recent reversal of fortune that he was struggling to keep his family from discovering. Finding a woman who had it all in place, like she did, was a rarity that he wasn’t about to risk losing.
He’d waited a long time to find someone like Theresa. In fact, he was beginning to think he’d never meet her. He planned on marrying this woman and he wanted nothing to stand in his way of making that happen.
He’d had a long talk with Jeffrey about her after she’d left the ranch. He’d watched her leave the stables from the shadows of the porch. She’d carried her wet slicker close against her breasts. When she tossed it onto the seat of the cab prior to leaping in, he was able to see her erect nipples, cold and wet, straining against her damp tee shirt. His manhood immediately came alive as chills of anticipation
flooded his body. He knew, then and there, that he had to have her; not just in bed, but in his life. He wasted no time putting out feelers about her background and financial status. What he discovered made him all the more determined to have her.
He’d waited to see how Jeffrey behaved as she drove away. His brother appeared unmoved by the sight of her tight backside straining against her even tighter jeans as she hoisted herself into the cab of the truck. Nor did he look affected by the sight of her abundant breasts bouncing about as she settled herself comfortably behind the steering wheel. It may have been a ruse, but, from where he stood, Jeffrey had no designs on Theresa Burk.
Even so, he felt it best to get things out in the open and be clear on everyone’s intentions. So, when opportunity showed itself, he brought her up to see just what Jeffrey thought and felt about her. To his relief, his brother assured him that he had no intention of pursuing Theresa. He reminded David that he’d sworn off women after Penelope took him to hell and back during their divorce. He’d never trust a woman again and he strongly advised David to take heed. Theresa may be hot as hell, but, when all was said and done, she was still a woman.
David thanked him for his advice as he practically skipped away. He’d learned that she lived alone with no signs of dating. With Jeffrey out of the picture, he saw nothing prohibiting him from winning her over. After all, he wasn’t totally oblivious to the way his looks and charms were received by the opposite sex. Theresa included.
He suffered through a dinner of refried beans and giant beef burritos. Fortunately, the restaurant served alcohol. He used it to help wash down the vile tasting mush that, at one time, resembled palatable food.
Theresa proved to be an interesting conversationalist. He found himself laughing and conversing with her in a way that was new to him when in the company of a female. There were even a few moments when he was so engrossed in their conversation that he actually forgot about how much he craved her enticing body.
She’d left her pickup truck at her office, so he returned her there after dinner. She leaned against the side of her vehicle while she extended her hand and thanked him for the meal. He would have much preferred a good-night kiss, but he knew better than to press things.
A tingling of anticipation rushed through his veins as she slipped her soft, warm hands into his larger, calloused ones. Although he was both impressed and pleased that she was the ‘right kind of girl to bring home to mama’, at that moment, he almost wished she wasn’t. His groin throbbed with need as he said good-night and headed to his SUV. He could barely stand the strain of his desire against his jeans. He decided it was time to pay Pattie a call. Fortunately, her home was less than ten minutes away.
Pattie wasn’t his first choice when he was seeking female company; especially if he wanted to go somewhere in public. She’d been raised on the wrong side of the tracks and it showed in her, dress, manners, and vocabulary. But, she was a good bed partner and her house was close. At that moment, that’s all that mattered.
She was sitting on the front porch, smoking a cigarette and drinking a beer, when he pulled into her driveway. He took his eyes off the cheeks of her sweet backside that escaped the bottom of her Daisy Mae shorts long enough to see the broad smile that consumed her fresh and flawless face as she stood to greet him. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again, mister.”
“It’s been awhile,” David admitted as he stepped onto the porch.
“The better part of six months,” she growled as she tossed the remnants of her cigarette onto the porch floor and snuffed it with the sole of her shoe.
“Life’s been hectic,” David said as he swept her shapely, petite body into his arms. He took his booted foot and kicked at the front door. With swift, long strides, he carried her into the small ranch style house to the room he knew so well.
Tossing her onto the bed, he bent down to kiss her. She received him with open arms and a need that matched his own. He tore at her clothes with a fervor that made her giggle with delight. “I see you missed me, baby.”
“I need you,” he whispered as he took her pert nipple between his lips and sucked as if he was sucking milkshake through a straw.
“Take it easy,” she moaned. “Go easy and slow so I’m pleased instead of pained.”
It was at that point that he realized just how long it had been since he’d paid her a visit. The last time he’d had her, she was still nursing her son. He was surprised the first time he realized she was heavy with breast milk, but soon grew to look forward to it. Finding she no longer had the comforting nectar to offer was mildly disappointing. He did as she asked and lightened his attention to her breasts as she unzipped his pants.
A groan escaped his lips as he felt her slender fingers wrap around him.
“Be careful I don’t burst before I get inside you,” he said into the softness of her bosom.
“Get those pants off, then,” she hissed as she writhed beneath him. “I’ll be damned if you’re going to cheat me out of a good time after waitin’ on you all this time.”
“Maybe you should just tend to me first and then we’ll start fresh,” he suggested.
Pattie wasted no time pushing David onto his back and pulling his jeans far enough down his thighs to afford her complete access to him. She smiled seductively as she did his bidding. When it was clear he was satisfied, she flopped onto her back and struggled out of her tight-fitting shorts and panties. “My turn.”
“Absolutely,” he said with a satisfied grin.
He enjoyed servicing a woman. Over the years he’d become incredibly adept to the process of bringing a girl so quickly to her peak that he actually robbed himself of the pleasure of performing the act. It took time for him to work out a happy medium where both he and she were satisfied at about the same time.
Pattie’s hips rose so high as she climaxed that he had to push her back onto the mattress. He reached up to knead her breasts to help bring her relief from the ecstasy she claimed was almost too good to tolerate. He pinched and twisted her nipples as she screamed for more. One of the things he enjoyed about Pattie was the fact that she was into mild amounts of S & M. It was something he’d dabbled in and found erotically stimulating with the right person. For the most part, he reserved that fetish for Sharon. But, when Pattie asked for it to be a little rough, he was more than happy to oblige her.
With his mouth still doing its magic, he took one hand from her breast and inserted his fingers into her silky folds. The sensation was all his body needed to rejuvenate and rise to the occasion.
“You’re so wet,” he whispered as he rose above her. “Do you want me to take you now?”
“Yes,” she panted. “Take me long and hard.”
“I didn’t bring a condom,” he moaned with despair.
“Don’t you dare ruin this!’ she bellowed. “I want you to take me now! If we have another kid, then we have another kid. Now, do it.”
He hesitated only briefly before he drove his rod deep into her shaft. The sensation was so good, he felt it all the way into his toes as he pumped into her fast and hard. She met his powerful thrusts with her own. He questioned how she could tolerate it. He was ramming himself deep into her, yet she kept asking for more.
“More,” she whimpered. “I want more. Don’t finish until you’ve given me more.”
He got onto his knees so that he could hold her hips. Her breasts flopped to and fro as she bounced upon the mattress with each powerful thrust. Her body was light and petite, so she was easy for him to lift and maneuver as he rapidly drove himself into her. When he could hold out no longer, he squeezed her breasts in his strong hands, twisting them with every pulse of release that flooded him. He knew he was being a little too rough, but the sensation of her soft mounds beneath his calloused flesh was too good to ease up on.
He fell onto the bed next to her, sweaty and exhausted.
“Damn,” he panted. “I forgot what a good sex partner you are.”
She reached across him for a cigarette. He held the lighter to light it for her. She laid back on the bed and took a long drag off the cigarette while running her hand over her reddened breasts. “I thought you were gonna tear these babies off.”
“I thought you were going to get them pierced,” he said as he rolled onto his side and supported his head with his hand. He traced her almost purple nipple with his fingertips. “I was looking forward to a little ring right there.”
“What do you do with those rings?” she asked cautiously.
“Oh, a little tugging and pulling,” he said. “Mostly, I play with it with my tongue.”
“And that feels good?” she asked with surprise.
“So, I’m told,” he sighed as he hopped off the bed and headed for the bathroom. “Do you still have that soap I like so much?”
“Who else comes to use it?” she snapped. “It’s probably all dried out by now, though.”
He popped his head out of the bathroom door and said, “Are you trying to tell me that I’m the only one coming around for sex?”
“Is that such a surprise?” she asked.
“It’s a lie I don’t believe,” he growled as he hopped into the shower.
“Well, believe it,” she shouted as she laid back to enjoy her cigarette. “I’m a one-man woman.” After a brief silence she asked, “How many women are you sleeping with, anyway?” When he didn’t answer, she rolled off the bed, smashed her cigarette into the ashtray and joined him in the shower. “I said, how many women are you sleeping with?”
He looked down at her long black hair as the water slowly drenched it. “Damn, you’re sexy.”
“That’s not an answer,” she pouted.
“Want to do it in the shower?” he asked seductively.
Before she could respond, his lips consumed hers. Water flooded over them as he backed her against the shower wall. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he pumped himself deep into her. This time, he was slow and methodical; almost gentle. His chest muscles pressed against her sensitive nipples in a way that only served to arouse her even more. She wrapped her arms around his strong neck while she squealed into his mouth. He reached his peak at the same time as she did. He pulled his body free from her limp legs and arms and left her panting against the shower wall as he quickly washed away all signs of sex and exited the shower. By the time she’d come to her senses and quickly washed herself, he was long gone.
With a sigh of disappointment and a shrug of acceptance, she made her way to her pack of cigarettes while her son’s cries sounded from the next room. It was time to switch from seductress to mother.
Jeffrey paced his kitchen while he watched out the window for his brother’s return. He’d lied through his teeth when he told David that he had no feelings for Theresa. Ever since he’d walked up to her on that rainy afternoon in the stable, he could think of nothing else.The entire afternoon and evening were spent in torment as he wondered what David and Theresa were doing. Knowing his brother like he did, it took little imagination to think what he might be up to, but he didn’t believe Theresa was the type to dive into a sexual relationship so quickly. Yet, his brother was gone far too long to simply be at dinner. He had to be up to something else as well. His blood boiled with jealousy at the mere thought of David’s hands touching her.He and David couldn’t have been more opposite in the way they dealt with women. It stemmed beyond his resolve to refrain from a relationship after his divorc
Theresa tossed the keys to her truck onto the kitchen counter next to the mail she’d just brought in. A sigh passed her lips as her fingers slid the envelopes apart for her to get a better look at them. Bills. Lots and lots of bills. She’d been hoping to see a big fat check for the breeding service she’d provided for the Holmes by now. She hadn’t thought Henry Holmes the stingy sort, but getting him to pay his final bill was beginning to become a burden. Fortunately, she had the income from her steadily growing veterinary office to offset the lack of payment for her larger jobs. She’d pay the bills on time, but would have minimal left for her personal comforts.She’d been on at least a dozen dates with David over the last few months. Little by little she was beginning to look at him as an individual instead of someone who resembled her childhood obsession so remarkably that she found it diffic
“That can’t happen again,” Theresa said as she walked into the living room and handed a beer to David.“You didn’t like it?” David asked with surprise.“I liked it just fine,” she said as she eased herself into the chair. “Although it was a little rougher that I’m used to. What I’m talking about is the absence of a condom. That can’t happen again.”“I take it you’re not on the pill,” he said softly.“That isn’t the point,” she said firmly. “We don’t know each other’s medical history. Having unprotected sex in today’s world is just too dangerous.”“I know my body, baby,” he assured her. “I’m clean.”“So, you’re telling me that you’ve been celibate?” she said with a tone of disbelief. “Or, are you saying that you always use a
Jeffrey looked at his reflection as he wiped the remains of the shaving cream from his face and sighed. His mother somehow managed to railroad him into yet another dinner for the purpose of introducing him to a nice young girl. He’d suffered through several of them since David starting dating Theresa in hopes of distracting his mind from them, but it hadn’t worked. He’d decided enough was enough and asked his mother to stop setting him up. Somehow, she’d managed to finagle yet another dinner out of him.He smiled at her craftiness. He had to admit that she was good at getting what she wanted. It made him wonder how much of his father’s story about having to chase after her was fact and how much was a figment of his imagination. As crafty as Glenda Holmes was, he was tempted to believe that she’d orchestrated the illusion of Henry chasing her to make him desire her all the more.He slipp
Disappointment, jealousy, rage, hate, anger, sadness, and insecurity… these were among the myriad of emotions that flooded Theresa while she watched the way Jeffrey fawned over Linda’s every word. He’d never hovered next to her in that way. He’d never hung on her every word, laughed at her ridiculous jokes, smiled back at her with his alluring, sexy mouth whenever the occasion called for it, or kept his body scandalously close, yet far enough away to remain in the respectable category the way he was doing with Linda. She had to fight back the tears as she choked down the brandy enhanced, cherries jubilee Glenda had taken great pains to prepare for their casual dessert setting.It was clear that Jeffrey found Linda to be everything he thought Theresa wasn’t. It was like a slap across her face with a spiked glove.She needed to wake up and face reality. Jeffrey Holmes had never and would never feel about
A frown formed on her brows as Theresa watched the exchange of hugs and giggles between Glenda and Linda from the opposite side of the room. She had to admit to herself, if not to anyone else, that she admired the confidence Linda possessed. It took Theresa the better part of the summer to open up to Glenda in the way she saw Linda doing after just one dinner. Then, Theresa never did possess the confidence of most women, which was why she remained a virgin until she met Scott while in college. Scott may have been a dog when it came to women, but he was thorough with his education in the bedroom. This fact was proved by the complements David repeatedly gave her about her sexual prowess. She knew David was no stranger to sex; not just by the acts he performed for her pleasure, but by the way he was able to abstain from climaxing for such an extended period of time. It took practice to accomplish such a thing. During quiet times, sh
Theresa wandered aimlessly around the pasture while she tried to regain composure. She and Jeffrey been gone from the house far too long not to have their absence be noticed. She struggled to think of an excuse to tell them while she fought back the tears of frustration and shame.What had she done? Jeffrey was right. She was a slut. Only a slut would behave in such a way.What was saddest about the entire thing was the fact that, all the while he was calling her a slut and coldly telling her to get out, she was certain she detected remorse for his words in his body language.Was she simply in denial? Was he really feeling remorse about his actions and saying those things to her and treating her so abominably to make her hate him enough to never look back, thus, not hurting his brother any more than he already had. Or, did he really just use her body for his own satisfaction and then toss her away like a dirty dishrag?
Theresa did her best to slide into the passenger’s side of the cab without wincing from the tenderness of her most private area. All thoughts of guilt oversleeping with Jeffrey were replaced by worry and trepidation over the fact that David would expect sex once they got to her place.He took her hand in his and inspected the engagement ring he’d slid onto her ring finger only a few hours earlier. “Look at that sparkle. Are you happy with it?”Theresa looked down at the three and a half carat solitaire diamond and smiled. “How did you know my ring size?”“I snuck into your jewelry box and took your ring to the jeweler,” he admitted.“How long have you been planning this?” she asked with wonder.“Since the day I looked at your tight ass while swinging on the gate, baby,” he said with a grin.“Do men only think of sex?” she mused, more t
It was her first day back to work. Jeffrey was reluctant to let her go, but she eventually convinced him that she was well enough. Her cast was off, the scar on her face was less angry, and she felt fairly strong. She saw no reason to sit around and get fat any longer.Insisting on driving her to her office and picking her up when she was ready, she kissed him good-bye with the promise that it would be a short day.As she unlocked the door, memories of Jeffrey making love to her in her office flooded her mind. Her body tingled at the thought until her mind shifted to David’s vicious assault. Cold sweat coated her body and her fingers trembled as she opened the blinds and replaced the closed sign with an open one.Jeffrey was thoughtful enough to have cleaned things up before she returned to work, so there was no sign of what occurred. He even managed to have fresh flowers in a vase waiting for her. It had a card declarin
Jeffrey saw no sign of David during the two-week vigil he held in Theresa’s room. It was just as well. He was still angry enough to pound first and ask questions later.Theresa was awake for a few days when Glenda brought the news that David and Pattie were married. It seemed that Henry put his foot down and threatened to disinherit David if he didn’t do right by Pattie. They’d done a paternity test and the babies David fathered were his. When Jeffrey asked about Linda, Glenda said that when they demanded a paternity test, she admitted that she’d arrived in Montana with the baby already in her womb and that she was just trying to be crafty and railroad a man into marrying her. Had Jeffrey been fool enough to sleep with her, he’d have been labeled the proud father. Joan was so disgusted with her niece’s antics that she disowned her. The last they heard, Linda was packing up and heading back in
Pain pierced his jaw as Jeffrey slowly tested whether it was broken. He couldn’t say how long he’d been out and he had no idea where David and Theresa had gone to. He struggled to stand, but his equilibrium was off, so he sat on the floor and leaned against the desk.Worry over Theresa’s safety overshadowed his hesitancy in admitting that he’d been caught having sex with her in her office by David. He pulled out his cell phone, took a deep breath, and dialed his father’s telephone number. Henry picked up on the second ring.At normal speed, Theresa’s office was twenty minutes from the ranch. Henry made it in fifteen. Jeffrey was leaning on his truck when he pulled into the parking lot. He leapt out and immediately inspected Jeffrey’s jaw.“I don’t think it’s broken,” he said with concern, “but you’re going to have a doozy of a bruise. What did he hit
It seemed like days, instead of hours, since she left Jeffrey sitting at her kitchen table. The memories of his half-naked body sitting casually at her table with a steaming mug of coffee in his hands plagued her throughout the day. He’d looked so sexy. More than once she had to take a deep breath to calm her desires as the vision of him floated through her mind. Oh, how she wished she’d stripped him bare and taken him right there in the kitchen. The question of STDs flitted through her mind at the thought. She’d been extremely cautious about who she had sex with. She wasn’t lying when she told David he was only her second sex partner. Her fear was just that great.She trusted David when he said he was faithful. Besides, he’d agreed to have the tests run and came through clean as a whistle. As for Jeffrey, she’d heard enough complaints about his celibacy from his parents and his brother
Theresa twisted her cup of coffee between her hands as she sat at her kitchen table and thought on what to do. She needed to leave for work, but Jeffrey was still sound asleep in her bed. Should she wake him or leave him where he was? She just didn’t know.If she woke him, she’d have to face him. After the confession he made about loving her, she wasn’t sure she was up to that. The thought of him withholding his feelings from her for so long and mistreating her because of them just made her blood boil. She knew she’d eventually forgive him for being an ass after they’d made love. After all, she was pretty riddled with guilt about it herself. People acted oddly when they were overridden with guilt. Forgiving him for not telling her that he loved her when he knew how she’d felt about him since she was a young girl and allowing her to move forward with David… well…. she wasn’t sure
David slid his cell phone into his pocket as he stepped onto Linda’s front porch. He sighed as his index finger pressed the doorbell. For the first time in his life, he had regrets for his behavior. With the exception of Theresa, the women he’d bedded in the past were carefully chosen for their tastes in the bedroom, as well as their ability to be discreet.Theresa was the woman he intended to marry. It was vital that she did not learn about the other women. She’d never understand, and she’d probably break it off with him. The thought of losing her because of a loose mouth made his blood boil.It wasn’t just the thought of losing Theresa that bothered him. It was also the thought of losing the money she was to inherit. He needed that money in a bad way. No one -not even Jeffrey- knew of the dire straits his financial portfolio was in. He’d made some seriously bad investments and was almost br
Theresa nervously fluffed the accent pillows on her sofa while she looked at the clock. Jeffrey would arrive at any moment. More than once, since she’d agreed to let him pay her a visit, she’d questioned the wisdom in it. Her feelings for him were a complete mystery to her. She had no idea how she would behave once she was behind closed doors with him. Would she cry her eyes out and tell him how much he’d hurt her, or would she grab a knife from the knife block on the kitchen counter and stab him in the heart with it? Just to be safe, she tucked all of the knives away in a very inconvenient kitchen drawer.Even though she told herself that she wanted nothing to do with Jeffrey Holmes and that she was only letting him come over so that he could explain himself, she took extra care with her hair and makeup. When she was tidying up her bedroom, she told herself it was out of nervousness and not because she expected to take hi
Indian summer turned to fledge on fall and fall turned to winter with no interaction with Jeffrey. Theresa wasn’t sure how she felt about that. Most of the time she hated him for using her in such an abhorrent fashion that Sunday afternoon. But, there were moments when she forgave him and even understood that he’d done it out of pain and guilt. The more she learned about Jeffrey Holmes, the more she realized how damaged he was by his divorce from Penelope. She questioned if he’d ever heal. Her mind repeatedly assured her that she was getting the better brother in marriage, even if her heart didn’t believe it.She’d spent a considerable amount of time with Glenda Holmes as they planned for her marriage to David. The fact that her own mother passed when she was just a young girl and her father shortly after she entered veterinarian school, made it easier to accept Glenda and Henry’s input. She barely remembered her mot
Theresa did her best to slide into the passenger’s side of the cab without wincing from the tenderness of her most private area. All thoughts of guilt oversleeping with Jeffrey were replaced by worry and trepidation over the fact that David would expect sex once they got to her place.He took her hand in his and inspected the engagement ring he’d slid onto her ring finger only a few hours earlier. “Look at that sparkle. Are you happy with it?”Theresa looked down at the three and a half carat solitaire diamond and smiled. “How did you know my ring size?”“I snuck into your jewelry box and took your ring to the jeweler,” he admitted.“How long have you been planning this?” she asked with wonder.“Since the day I looked at your tight ass while swinging on the gate, baby,” he said with a grin.“Do men only think of sex?” she mused, more t