Taming Tessa (Montana Maiden 2)

I glanced around the table. Catherine looked to her husband with dreamy eyes, her posture tall and a soft smile played upon her lips. It was as if they spoke to each other without words. Maura was lost in a haze just by tugging on her nipples. The four men all looked to me, watching. Waiting.

"Before every meal, darlin'."

"Catherine, sweetheart. Why should Tessa suck Cole's cock?" Jake asked.

She slowly looked up at her husband. "Because it pleases him."

Was that why Cole was doing this to me? Here, with his entire family watching, because it pleased him?

"Really, Cole? It pleases you?" I wondered.

"Teaching you to be a good cock sucker pleases me, Tessa. Having you do it before each meal is how you learn to get better, regardless of who's watching." He brushed his finger over the dried seed on my nipple. "I love seeing your efforts mark your body."

"So by preventing me from cleaning it off," I pointed to my stained breasts, "it's not to humiliate me?"

Cole shook his head and took my face between his two large palms. I had no choice but to look up into his dark eyes. "No, darlin'. You're trying so hard and I like to see that effort. Now, the food's getting cold. On your knees and suck me off. You can touch yourself and come if you wish."

Sam reached for the potatoes as Jake filled Catherine's glass with water from a pitcher. Grant fed Maura a bite of carrot from his fork.

Cole arched a brow, waiting. Dropping to my knees and sucking his cock would please him. Like Catherine said, if I pleased Cole, then he'd please me. Had he been doing that? Yes. Was it so bad to just do as he bid to make him happy, even in front of the others?

I put a hand on the edge of the table and lowered myself down, glanced up at Cole through lowered lashes. He smiled at me and ran his knuckles over my cheek. Perhaps I truly did please him. I opened his pants and pulled his cock out, then leaned forward and took it deep. As I licked and sucked him, I listened to the men talking. My clit started to pulse and I felt my juices trickling down my thighs, so I worked my hand under my skirt and started rubbing myself.

"Old man Jenkins died the other day," Sam said. The scrape of utensils was loud.

"He was

practically a hermit," Jake added.

"I hear he has a daughter as well as a widow," Cole said, his voice sending vibrations down into his cock. He placed his hand on the back of my head, using his fingertips to guide me as he wanted. When he went especially deep, I tried to remember to breathe through my nose and not panic, just like I'd practiced earlier.

"No one's seen the daughter in years," Grant said. "She might be twenty or twenty-one by now."

"Close to Tessa's age." Pulling my head off, Cole tipped my head up so I looked at him past the glistening tip of his cock. "Do you remember Becca Jenkins?"

I was getting close to coming with my fingers circling my clit. "Oh, um...only from the school room. She had fiery red hair and never spoke. Shy. One year she just never came back, but I don't remember when exactly. I was still in braids and short skirts, so it was a long time ago."

"Thank you. Now finish me off and come as you do so." Cole pushed me back down onto his cock, the meaty thickness of it filling me entirely. I choked, but took a deep breath and calmed myself. Resuming my fingers upon my clit, I drove us both higher. I came, deep shudders wracking my body as I just held his cock against my tongue. Once I caught my breath, Cole held my head in place as he shifted his hips up, fucking my face.

"Jenkins' wife wasn't much older than the daughter, probably only five years or so. I remember she was a traveling minister's daughter who'd come through and the man married her off. Poor thing, being stuck on that ranch like that, married to Jenkins. What was he, seventy?" Jake asked.

"At least," Sam murmured, but even I could hear a tone of anger in his words. "MacKenzie says neither woman will leave the ranch."

"Two women all alone out there?" Grant asked. "Seems to me something's got to be done."

Cole levered his hips higher, pushed my head down further so he was down my throat, making only small movements to rub himself there, but not pulling back. I felt his thighs tense beneath my palms and he came in endless streams of seed. I tried to breathe, tried to swallow, but I choked on his thick cock and couldn't take it all. My eyes watered as I tried to swallow his salty essence.

He let go and I pulled my head back, catching my breath. Seed dribbled down my chin and onto my breasts, more than usual.

I wiped my chin with the back of my hand but knew better than to clean up my breasts. The thick clumps of seed were milky white and hot against my skin.

"You held me longer than ever, Tessa. You've pleased me."

I looked up at him, surprised. "I couldn't take it all."

He held out a hand to help me stand. It was embarrassing for everyone to see the seed upon my large breasts, but there would be no way to hide it, even when sitting and eating. "I come so hard, so much when you do that."

"Did you see how Tessa did that, sweetheart? Perhaps some meal I'll have you try that," Jake told Catherine, who looked eager to do anything with her husband.