EroticReverie

Tessa Rae Tessaro

Since Mac lives in a cabin on our property with a handfull of other ranch hands, we can't go back there, nor can we can go back to the main house where I live with my mother, father and brother. 

Maverick curses as he pulls up outside of the small cabin we have further up the mountain on our land. 

"Don't back out now Big Mac" I say , sensing him second guessing everything. 

"Tessa...your dad...he...he saved my life...gave me a new life...I can't betray him like this." He says and I sigh softly and sit in the passenger seat, staring at the cabin, while imagining having this giant man slam me against every wall and surface , and bending me over tables and couches and the bed. 

"My dad loves you like his own son...do you really think he's be that upset if we..."

He cuts me off with a single look. Okay, yes. My father would probably rip Maverick's nuts off and roast them over a campfire and make him eat them. 

"What if we just...look....no touching.." I suggest, because god, I wanted to see this man naked so fucking bad. I wanted to see every muscle and inch of skin and the thick dick that always bulged against his thigh in those fucking jeans. 

His eyes look over my face, my mouth, down over my breasts. My nipples getting hard all over again just from his glance at them. 

"Let me show you my body Maverick" I say, my head leaning back against the seat as I look at him, lifting my fingertips to the neckline of my dress, tracing them across my breasts lightly. 

I see his jaw clenching, his beard moving as his jaw does, his light green eyes lifting back to my face. 

"Why would I do that to myself? What's the point in looking at something I can't have? Looking at your body would be the worst kind of torture for a man like me Tessa." he says and I bite my lip slightly. 

"You can have me...I'm offering Maverick...I'm practically throwing myself at you" I say and he sighs. 

"You know what I mean. If your father finds out..I'm done. He gave me two rules when I started...to keep my hands off his wife...and to keep my hands of his little girl." He says and I lick my lips.

"I'm twenty one Maverick...I'm not a little girl" I say as I slip my hand to my shoulder and over the thin strap of my dress and let my fingers drag it over the ball of my shoulder and fall down my arm. 

"Tessa, don't do that baby" He shakes his head and I feel every single part of me react to this giant bear of a man calling me "baby". 

"Look at me Maverick" I say when his eyes drift back to the windshield. 

"It's hard enough doing the right thing with your clothes still on Tessa...the second they come off...." he shakes his head. 

"Look at me." I say again softly and he turns his head slowly and I sit up and turn towards my window, looking over my shoulder.

"Untie me." I say, my eyes on him, showing him the little straps at my back. Ones I can reach myself, but I want him to take part, I want to know he wants this, and I'm not just stripping myself down giving him an unsolicited peep show. 

He sucks in a long slow breath and I shiver before he even touches me, hearing him shift in his seat. 

I feel his finger tip start near the top of my spine and drag down the middle slowly, goosebumps errupting as I feel the slightly rough skin of fingertips. He didnt have soft hands, he had working man hands, but he was running them so fucking softly over my skin. 

"Maverick" I exhale as I feel his hand fall away and his bear brush my shoulder, his lips pressing to the skin right at the slope of my neck and I let out a soft little moan , feeling his warm mouth kiss me again, soft yet firm, his mouth kissing the same spot as his hand slips to my shoulder and his pinky slips down to the tiny strap, curling beneath it and dragging it back up. 

"no" I whisper softly and he exhales against my neck. Maverick Mac Montgomery was a better man than most. He may have done bad things in the past, and may still do other bad things now, but he was still, a good fucking man. 

"There's nothing I want more than to have one night with you Tessa..not a single thing I can think of that would be better than taking you and making you mine till morning..." he says and I whimper.

"But I have to do the right thing here...I need to take you home, before I ruin all the work I've done at becoming a man that I'm proud to be..." he whispers and kisses my neck one last time. 

My ego takes a fucking nose dive. My ego wants me to be hurt and offended that I'm not irresistible to the one man I want most. But...I'm not....okay maybe I am a little bit, but more than anything...I understand. I understand, because I love Maverick, I care for him. While he might not be blood, he's family. And I dont want him to do something he'll regret. I don't want him to touch me and feel shame afterwards. He has more will than I do, that's for sure. Because I wanted that temporary bliss, so fucking bad. 

"Don't be mad at me." He whispers, kissing the ball of my shoulder, then shifting back into his seat. I take a few breaths and then turn sitting back in my seat, staring out the windshield. 

"I'm not mad." I say with a slight sigh.

"Don't hate me." He says and I turn my head to him, my head leaning back against the head rest. 

"I could never hate you." I tell him, and my lips give a soft smile. My lips hadnt even been able to feel his, I didnt even get to kiss the man, and that was a fucking tragedy. But I had to hope that eventually, maybe give it a little more time, maybe even drop little hints to my dad that I was interested in Maverick, maybe after a bit more time we could have something together, and it would be more than just one night. 

"Let's get you home." He says and I just nod once and slip my seatbelt on. 

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Maverick gets out, opens my door, takes my hand and helps me out of the truck. It's late and there's only a few dim lights outside as we stand in the dark outside of his truck near my house, the radio still running softly, a slow country song. 

"I never did give you that dance." he says, surprising me right as I open my mouth to say goodnight. I look up at him, and he lifts his hand, palm up. 

"You don't have to-"

"Yes I do." He says and I swear my limbs are about to melt and turn to jello with the way he looks at me, that sure tone in his voice. 

"We're outside my house...what if my dad see you dancing with me?" I ask. 

"It's just a dance Tessa." He says and I take his hand. 

"You know it's not just a dance." I say and the corner of his mouth curves up the slightest bit. 

"Closer, c'mere" he says and slips his hand behind me till I'm pressed against him just like I was at the bar. I slide my hands up over his chest and he sighs as I settle my arms on his shoulder, hands behind his thick neck. God this man was so fucking hot I couldnt stand it. Then, we start to move, slowly turning, moving out feet as he looks down at me. 

Both of his big fucking man paws cradle my lower back, slipping slightly up and back down, his fingers and palms running over my skin and over the little straps at the back of my dress. 

We don't speak, we just stare at each other, our eyes flickering to each others mouth, and over each others faces and I feel his hands slip lower, to my waist, right above my ass and I press against him, god I wanted those hands on my butt so fucking bad. But no, Maverick wont even cop a feel right now.

So I slip my arms from around him, sliding them down his chest, and around him, pulling him tighter against me and his dark brow raises from under his cowboy hat as I slip my hands down his broad back and over the waist of his jeans and a slow smirk spreads across my face as I slide my hands right down over his ass, and squeeze. The most of a smile I've ever seen from him spreads on his lips. 

"What are you doin Tessa?" he asks. 

"I have dreams about this butt." I say and the shortest little chuckle comes from his lips before he schools his face back to normal, my smile lighting up.

"Do you now?" He asks and I nod as we still move around slowly, shifting on our feet. 

"Day dreams...night dreams...your butt is quite the inspiration" I say and he hums with a fraction of an almost smile.

"That  so?" he asks and I nod.

"Your ass inspires a lot of things...most of them taking place when i'm alone...so i can be inspired in private.." I say, basically telling him. Yes Maverick, I fucking masterbate to you and this ass. 

"Guess it takes an inspiring ass to know one." He says and I feel my lips curve with a little smile and then Maverick leans down, bringing his hot furry face to the side of mine, that beard and mustace tickling the side of my face and ear as his soft deep voice fills my ear.

"You've been an inspiration for me since day one Tessa Rae" he whispers and I take a breath, holding it, trying not to fucking whimper, my hands still glued to his damn ass. 

"You've been the only thing that can fully inspire me since I laid eyes on you. If I'm not thinking about that face, I'm thinking about those legs, if im not thinking about those....its your perfect round peach you've got back there" he groans and I fucking whimper and he groans softly. "And if it's not your ass Tessa, it's those great tits you've got" he says and then groans and his one hand drops and I moan as I feel MAverick Mac Montgomery palm a whole fucking ass cheek with room to spare in those god damn hands of his. 

"Maverick" I moan and he groans, his other hand going to the other side, both of his hands grabbing my ass, kneading it in his fucking hands as he groans in my ear. 

"God damn" he groans and squeezes my ass even harder. "Dont you fit just fuckin perfect in these hands" he says and I whimper, nodding and looking up at him. 

"Fuck" he exhales and I gasp as my dress is pulled up by both his hands and he growls as he wraps one arm around me, the other swatting down over my panties, smacking my ass. I gasp, pushing onto my toes. 

"Maverick" I fucking pant, holy shit, he was spanking me. His hand grabs my panties at the top and pulls and I hiss as I feel the fabric pull between my ass cheeks. 

His hand cracks over my ass again and my pussy is a god damn swimming pool with how wet I am right now. 

"oh fuck" I whimper as he slaps the other cheek and groans. It's not light either. It stings and this mans clenched jaw and deep groans, have me fucking trembling, because I'm getting a preview of what it's like to be with Maverick, he wouldnt be gentle. He'd fucking destroy me. 

"Get in the damn house before your sweet ass gets a man killed, Tessa" he growls and yanks my dress down and turns around. I can barely fucking stand , blinking and legs fucking shaking, my ass cheeks burning slightly. 

"Go on." He growls, grabbing my purse and handing it to me. He nods to the porch. "Get inside before I forget who I fucking am and take you against this truck." 

"Maver-"

"Now Tessa." He growls. "Go." 

This man was going to kill me with the back and forth of tonight. But I wouldnt manipulate him, I wouldnt seduce a man that didnt want to be seduced. I wouldnt do that to Maverick. I wanted him to be happy with himself, and proud of himself, because he should be. If he thought being with me, would make him less of a man, then I'd walk away and let him do what he thought was the honorable thing. Even if it sucked, even if I wanted to cry from how fucking bad I'd wanted him tonight. But , he has more at stake I suppose. 

"Thank you for letting me come tonight." He says when I finally manage to wobble to the steps, and I turn, seeing him at his open drivers door. I just nod.

"Thank you for going with me." I say. 

"Goodnight Tessa Rae." he says and I nod. 

"Goodnight Maverick." 

Once inside his truck pulls away, driving across the property to the cabin he shares with the other ranch hands, and I watch him from inside the window, watch him gget out of his truck, take off his hat and run his fingers through his hair and then kick the toe of his boot against his tire, snatching his hat back on and storming inside the cabin.