EroticReverie

Maverick Mac Montgomery 

"You can smile you know. It's not against the law or anything, not that the law would stop you." She smirks around the tiny little straw in her drink as we stand at a high table near the back of the bar. 

I just stand there, giving a slight shake of my head. She'd spent the entire ride to the bar trying to sneak a smile out of me. Yapping my damn ear off like always. I could listen to her talk for hours though, days if need be. I liked listening to her, I liked looking at her too. Which is a problem I deny having. But damn, I liked looking at Tessa Rae Tessaro more than I should. Because looking at a girl like her for too long, will get a man into trouble. At least THIS man, considering I work for her father. 

I'm thirty years old, and Tessa just turned twenty one. Her father brought me here two years ago, and Tessa had been eighteen. Judah, her dad, gave me one warning, before bringing me to the ranch. "Don't touch my wife, and don't touch my little girl." The first time I was introduced to his wife Beth, it'd been easy to show him there would be no issue with me going after his wife. Beth was beautiful, don't get me wrong. But there was no temptation, not even an ounce. But schooling my face the next day, when Tessa walked out the fucking door in a long white and blue plaid dress, with tiny little straps holding up her perfect breasts? Yeah, I had to train myself to keep my fucking eyes off those, and it was no easy fucking task. But that face, that face was even more of a stunner. 

With her long wavy blonde hair, those pretty brown eyes, and perfect nose, and soft, pouty lips, and those handful of freckles on her nose. She managed to be the cutest thing I'd ever fucking seen, while also oozing a sex appeal that you just couldnt deny. The girl was a ten, no, fuck that, it would be a disservice to rank Tessa Rae at all. Girls like her don't get numbers. Because their beauty is un fucking deniable. 

"You gonna dance?" She asks when I don't respond to her teasing me about smiling. I didn't like to smile, it made you approachable, made people think you were "nice". I wouldnt do well to be seen as "nice" , while working for Judah. 

I give the slightest shake of my head and lift my coke and take a sip. 

"You're not drinking, not dancing, why'd you come Big Mac?" she asks me and chews her straw and sets down her already empty drink. 

To look at you in that fucking dress all night. But I dont say that, can't say that. She already caught me in a moment of weakness looking at her ass earlier in those tight jeans.

"Keep you out of trouble." I mutter and toss a look around the bar. We've been here about thirty minutes and no guy has dared to come up to Tessa, who I know for a fact is pretty damn popular. There's not a single guy in this city, or in these mountains that doesn't know Tessa Rae Tressaro, or want to know her in other ways.  

"Mission accomplished, nobody is coming near me with you here." She says and I look at her. A smile on her lips. She's not bothered by the fact I'm here, or bothered that nobody is approaching her. 

"Not with those big ole muscles here to defend my honor." She says, placing a hand on my bicep and fluttering her eyeslashes sacrcastically.

I fight the smirk playing on my lips, but she catches the twitch, and her smile widens.

"Come on Big Mac, you can do it...just a little one" she says, lifting her chin and raising her hands, tucking her thumbs at the corner of my lips and pushing them up making my teeth show.

"Like this...hold it right there." she teases and drops her thumbs and she lets out a loud laugh and claps her hand over her mouth as I hold it, baring my teeth, half scowl, half fake smile. 

"why do you look like you're in pain?" She laughs and drops her hand and places it on my arm. 

"okay okay, you can stop" she laughs and I drop my lips, schooling them in a straight line, with the slightest amusment showing on them as I watch her laugh. 

"When is that last time you really smiled?" She asks and I shrug, and lean one elbow on the high table as I turn to her, leaning. 

"I smile." I say. 

"I've never seen it." She narrows her eyes.

"Doesnt mean I dont" I say and nod to her drink. 

"You want another one?" I ask her. 

"You buyin?" She asks with a cock of her head. 

"Why? Cause you cant afford it?" I tease her and she smirks and shrugs. 

"Maybe I just want you to buy me a drink, Maverick." she says and my name on her lips makes my dick shift  in my jeans just a little. The way her eyes go just a bit heavy as she smiles.

I clear my throat, and stand back up straight. 

"Same kind?" I ask and she just smiles and nods. 

"yes please" she says and I walk to the bar. 

I order her drink and look over my shoulder, keeping an eye on her, scowling when I see a guy standing there beside her. He's noddding to the dance floor and then she's taking his hand and I grind my teeth. 

It's not that I don't know Tessa flirts, and dates, or dances with guys at the bar. It's just that I dont often have to witness it. 

I nearly crumple the plastic cup in my hand as I pick up her drink off the bar, and slide ten dollars across the bar and then make my way over to Tessa and the guy her age, a scrawny mother fucker with a shit ass hat, and even shittier boots. 

"I've got it from here." I say and the guy doesnt even look at me as Tessa, looks at me over his shoulder. The live band is playing a slow song, and no way in hell am I gonna suffer through watching some punks hands slither down those god damn curves and risk having to break his fucking hands. 

"Wait your turn man, I saw her first" he says and then turns his head and opens his mouth to say more, and I watch the fuckers eyes meet my chest, before looking up.

"shit , sorry Mac" he says, immediately backing away. Tessa gives a little snort as she watches him cower, and back away. 

I didnt even know this fuckers name, but he knew mine, that's all that fucking matters. 

"Get." I nod away from us and he stammers and turns and walks away.

"I think he's gonna wet himself. Good job tough guy." She says with a little laugh and reaches out and takes her drink from my hands with a smile. "Thanks for the drink." she says and turns back towards our table. 

"Where you goin?" I huff as she stops and turns and looks at me.

"To the table?" she asks. 

I just shake my head and point to the floor in front. 

"Get back here." I say and she blinks multiple times and her head rears back slightly, her mouth parted. 

"Is that an order or a request?" she asks with a lift of her brow and she lifts her drink and takes a sip.

"It's a, I said I was taking over, and I meant it. You wanna dance? Then get back here." I huff and grind my teeth and I watch her cheeks lift as she smiles, closed mouth and then lifts her drink again, taking another sip. 

"You wanna dance with me Big Mac?" she teases. 

"I hate that name." I growl. 

She smiles wider and steps closer and hands me her drink and I grumble, holding it as she lifts her hands and places them on my shoulders, I watch her eyes follow her hands up towards my neck and her body moves closer, and I swallow hard as her breasts press against me for the first time. As she stands there looking up at me, the closest I've ever been to her, I know I've fucked up. She smells so fucking good, feels fucking perfect against me, and looks like an angel, except a really fucking hot one, that probably deserves devil horns instead of her halo.

"you love that name" she says and slips her hands behind my neck further and pushes onto the tips of her boots. She's five foot nine, so she's not too short compared to my six foot fix. 

I have my hands out at my sides, and one holding her drink. I let the other lower, and slide it around her, and place it on her back. Her breath catching as my hand lays across her mostly bare back, right above the slope that leads to her gorgeous round ass. 

WE're not even moving, just standing in the middle off a crowded bar with her arms around my neck and her body against mine, as she looks at me with those pretty brown eyes. I curse the makeup she has on that are hiding those freckles on her nose. I look at her nose, her mouth, down to her cleavage. She sucks in another breath.

"do you like them Maverick?" she whispers, making my eyes lift and my cock fucking goes hard in my pants at the look on her face, the way her voice drops and whispers, calling me out for checking her out so shamelessly. 

"do you?" she whispers, her eyes on mine and then drifting over my mouth, and she presses herself tighter against me.

"look at them....i want you to" she whispers and I groan under my breath and let my eyes fall to her chest and her arms slip from around my neck, and her hands slide down my chest, she moves back just an inch or two, they're no longer pressed against me , and I look at them, god, do i fucking look at them. 

"you never look at them" she says and I take a deep fucking breath, and lift my eyes to her. 

"I look at them Tessa, I look at them all the time. I look at YOU...all the fucking time." I admit and she licks her lips, her eyes on my mouth. 

"I look at you too" she says and I grind my teeth and she bites her lip. 

"I want you to look at more of me, Maverick" she says and presses against me and I inhale deeply and shake my head.

"Cant do that" I say. 

"yes you can" she says and grabs the fucking top of my jeans, curling her fingers around them and tugging me to her, tugging herself against me and I groan. 

"We can go somewhere ...you can look at whatever parts of me you want to Maverick" she says and licks her lips. 

"You know I cant do that." I groan and she cocks her head slightly.

"Why not? I wont tell him." she says, clearly already knowing the reason I cant fucking touch her, or look at her naked. Hell, I was risking losing a fucking nut just standing this close to her. 

"Nobody has to know but us...just one night...I want to know what it's like to have you as a lover" she says and my dick fucking pulses behind my zipper. 

"Tessa" I groan her name and hang my head slightly, and breathe out harshly. 

"Let's go somwhere Maverick...just tonight...I promise." she says and looks me in the eyes with a soft smile. 

"I want you to have me any way you want me" she says and I groan. 

"One night Maverick....nobody will find out...i'll take good care of you...promise" she smiles and slides a hand up my chest. 

"let's get out of here." she says and then slides her hand behind my neck, and pulls gently and I groan as she pushes on her tip toes and brings her mouth to my ear as I bend over. 

"you know we have to do this...we need this Maverick..don't we ?" she whispers and I groan, my hand sliding up her back. 

"One night Tessa." I growl under my breath and she moans. Fucking moans right in my ear.

"Yes" she nods against my cheek. 

"Let's go then." I growl, losing all my fucking resolve. 

I should have never agreed to fucking come here with her. I kept my distance for a fucking reason, and now, I was about to risk my job, my life, my second chance , all for one night of what was probably going to be the best fucking sex I'd ever have.