The Sinful 7 of Delite, Texas 3: Her Double Delite Warriors (6 page)

“You’re out of practice with the ladies, Michael. Next time let me handle the conversation with Alexa.”

“I’m out of practice? I don’t think so, sonny. I’ve had more practice than you’ve ever dreamt of having. Now cool it and help me figure out the best way to get these things of hers back to her.”

“I say we make her come to us.”

“What? She’s already scared of me as it is and just downright timid in general. There is no way she would come to us.”

“Well we don’t want to bring her things by the dance hall, do we? I mean, she’ll just say thank you, take the stuff, and walk away. We want time to engage in conversation together and work our magic.”

“Who said anything about pursuing Alexa? I just told you how timid she is. I’m not a patient man and you know that. I demand and I want what I want when I damn well want it. She makes me nervous.”

Chad laughed then placed his hand on Michael’s shoulder.

“That’s because she’s the one, Michael. Can’t you see that? You said it yourself that no woman has ever made you feel so protective or concerned like that before and instantly, too. You like her, I like her, and I’m sure she likes us. If what you heard her sister Sally say over the cell phone conversation in your truck is true, then it’s practically a done deal. Let’s decide what to do. Bring her stuff tonight to Dixie Chix or ask her to stop by here tomorrow and offer her lunch? We probably have time anyway. She never really talks to other guys. She’s always ready to bolt.”

“I don’t want to make her feel like we’re trying to trick her. If she is special and meant for us, then we need to do this right. We need to bring the stuff with us tonight and ask if she wants to go to lunch with us tomorrow.”

“Your call, old man. I’ve got your back.” Michael took a light swing at Chad, but Chad ducked.

“Let’s go see our woman.”

* * * *

“Okay, you better start talking right now,” Sally stated as she took Alexa’s hand and brought her to the back room.

“I have to change, Sally.”

“Well, start talking while you change. Are you sure that you’re okay? I was so worried about you caught in that storm. I should have gone with you this morning and spent the day with you.”

Alexa took a deep breath. Sally was her sister, and she knew everything that Alexa had gone through because Sally had gone through it, too. Every strike from their uncles or one of their men, every threat of violence or punishment for nearly getting caught delivering drugs, and all the other terrible things that happened. Sally understood, and if a tornado was predicted, Alexa was a mess.

It was crazy but as scared as she was, it seemed that being with big, tough Michael eased her fear a little. That realization frightened the heck out of Alexa. She wouldn’t admit that to her sister. But she also wouldn’t lie to her either, so as she changed into one of the outfits Sally picked out for her, Alexa told her the entire story. She didn’t leave out any details including how she jumped into Michael’s arms at the loud crash of thunder and how she ran from the truck forgetting her camera and gear. Her stomach ached just thinking about how she was going to get the stuff back from him and face him again.

“Oh this is so sweet, Alexa. He likes you and so does his brother, Chad.”

“Please, Sally, don’t push this on me. I’m not ready,” Alexa stated as she smoothed out her skirt. It was short and her legs looked so good. She was shocked as she twirled in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

“You look really great, Alexa, and your legs are fabulous,” Sally said as she placed her hands on Alexa’s shoulders and looked at her through their reflection in the mirror.

“I know that you’re scared. I know and understand. But it’s time to start living, Alexa. It’s time to start opening up your heart and giving a little trust, too.”

“You think that Michael is trustworthy? He and Chad are so dominant and bossy. I feel like they’re watching everything that I do and are about to give an order. They make me so nervous.”

“That’s because you like them. Listen, I don’t know if they’re trustworthy or not. You’re a gorgeous woman, and Michael and Chad are not the only ones who are interested in you. I worry a lot because you’re so timid, and some guys might try to take advantage of that. But I’ve heard a lot of great things about Michael and Chad. They work for the government, you know?” Sally lifted a brush from Alexa’s bag and began to brush Alexa’s blonde locks. Alexa felt the tears reach her eyes. They would brush one another’s hair back at the prison when they were locked away in their room. It was a prison, and she had learned quickly that people aren’t always as they seem.

“What?”

Alexa held her sister’s gaze as Sally lowered the brush.

“You know as well as I do that military or not, people fake who they really are, so they can take advantage of you and hurt you. I may be timid and shy as you say, but I’m not stupid. I wouldn’t be able to handle getting hit by Michael or Chad,” Alexa admitted as she lowered her eyes and clasped her hands together. Men wanted control and power over women. It is what she knew as fact.

“Oh God, Alexa.” Sally pulled her into her arms and hugged her tight. Alexa held on to Sally.

She felt her sister pet her hair and then whispered against her shoulder.

“Baby, we’ve seen the worst side of men that any woman ever could see. We have to believe that there are decent men out there that could love us and take care of us with actions of affection not abuse. Look at Susanna and Paula. They found great men. I want that someday and I know you do, too. Please don’t let the past ruin the rest of your future. We’ll get through this together. All of us Dixie Chix.”

She pulled back and held Alexa’s hands.

“I love you, Sally, but I’m scared of trusting and especially of trusting a man.”

“I know, sweetie. Damn, do I sure know it. But we have to have hope that our dreams can come true. We’re young. You’re twenty-three and I’m about to turn twenty-four and we have our whole lives ahead of us because we escaped. The uncles are behind bars thanks to Susanna. It’s time to live, Alexa. Now turn around and take another look at yourself in that mirror, honey.”

“What?” she asked as she absorbed the sight of her long legs, accentuated by the high brown boots, the camisole that was way too low but showed her abundant breasts even though the pale pink lace overlay was Sally’s idea of a cover-up. The brown floral skirt hugged her waist and hips tightly and landed inches above her knees. It was way shorter than her usual attire. It looked good. She looked really good, and just like the normal women that frequented Dixie Chix looking for a good time.

“What?” she asked her sister as Sally smiled wide. She felt her cheeks warm and a feeling of nausea fill her gut.

“Don’t panic, honey, but you look hot. I knew you would. Just think of it as a new beginning all around today. You brought your camera so you can start making memories, and you engaged in your first real conversation with a great man, and now you’re embracing your youth and your beauty. Watch out Delite, Texas, Alexa’s in the house tonight!”

* * * *

Paula was standing in the hallway looking over some papers to make sure she had done all the proper ordering. Instantly she felt the thick, strong arm wrap around her midsection and a hand cup her breast.

“Hey!” She jolted only to be pressed through the open doorway of the staff room.

She realized instantly that it was Tyler. He kissed her neck then spun her around and covered her mouth. He was kissing her and running his hands all over her body. He kicked the door with his foot and closed it.

She needed to come up for air but touching him and absorbing his masculinity took priority. When he lifted her skirt up she grabbed his forearms to stop him as he walked her backward. Then she felt the second set of hands.

She knew that Matt was there and boy was she feeling so sexually aroused and naughty right now. Tyler hadn’t locked the door.
Oh God why am I even thinking that? I’m at work in a public place right now. Fuck they have me so wild with lust for them I can’t think straight.

She felt Matt’s hands on her waist as he palmed down her skin removing her panties in the process. Tyler was relentless in his kisses.

“Fuck baby you look so hot out there in your short skirt. I wasn’t sure if you were wearing any panties,” Matt stated then swiped his finger over her pussy before pressing a finger up into her. She rose on tiptoes and Tyler released her lips.

“Get into position,” he commanded, not giving her a moment to adjust to this scene.

She did as she was told and placed her hands above her head and crossed them. She stepped out, spreading her feet then bent a little as Matt stroked her pussy from behind with his fingers.

“Oh please, I’m at work. We can’t do this,” she begged them, but she also felt so fully aroused that just a few more pumps from Matt’s fingers and she would come.

Tyler gripped her chin and clenched his teeth as he stared down into her eyes with
intensity
.

“Don’t you dare come.”

Oh fuck.

She clenched her thighs and her pussy.

“That’s right, woman, you hold it in. You belong to us, baby. We can’t go for long periods of time without having you,” Matt stated, pumping his finger then adding a second digit.

“I just left you two hours ago.” She panted, her eyes closed and damn it she was humping his hand and pressing her breasts toward Tyler.

Tyler pushed up her shirt, lifted her breasts from her bra, and squeezed both mounds. He leaned down and licked the tips and she clenched her thighs. Matt pulled his fingers from her pussy.

“The position,” Matt reprimanded and she parted her thighs.

“She’s not listening, Tyler,” Matt stated.

“No, no, I am listening. Oh God please, Tyler. I need to come. Please.”

Matt sat down on the chair behind her. She heard him moving then Tyler turned her around.

She immediately caught sight of Matt’s thick, long cock. He was stroking it as he leaned back into the chair.

“Suck his cock while I spank this ass and fuck you.”

“Oh God!” she moaned. Paula was shaking with desire. She would never grow tired of this or of them ever.

She feared someone would catch them in the act and then she felt aroused at the possibility.

She opened her mouth and took Matt’s cock slowly into her mouth. She knew how to make him moan and what made Matt happy. She licked and sucked and stroked his cock until she was bobbing her head. Matt pulled her arms down and placed them on the arms of the chair. Tyler pressed her forward so that Matt play with her breasts. He pulled her off his cock a moment so that he could lick them and nipped her nipples, making her moan. He lifted her cheeks between his hands and kissed her mouth. Just as she began to get used to his kisses, he released her lips then smiled at her. “Suck me baby. I’m there.” She lowered her head and placed her mouth over his cock, which drove Matt wild.

Smack.

Tyler was starting now.

“Watch it, Paula. We come together.”

Smack.

He kept alternating a smack and then the palm of his hand smoothed over the globes of her ass taking away the sting.

A moment later she felt the tip of his cock at her entrance then he shoved forward. She moaned hard against Matt’s cock and almost released it, but Matt held her head there and pumped up into her mouth. They were fucking her together. Over and over again Tyler stroked her pussy and thrust into her from behind.

He smacked her ass again and then reached under her to pull a nipple on her breast. Both men took over thrusting until Matt exploded inside of her.

“Now. Come now.” Tyler growled against her neck and ear, his teeth nipped into her neck.

She exploded and rocked back against him until the tidal wave decreased and she slowly began to come back to earth. She had already released Matt’s cock, and she panted against his shoulder.

He caressed her ever so slowly as if they had all the time in the world and they hadn’t just had sex in the staff room.

Tyler kissed her spine then slowly pulled from her body.

“I love you, Paula,” Matt stated.

“I love you, too,” she whispered.

Tyler abruptly turned her around, hoisted her up against him, and squeezed her tight.

The intensity in his eyes reached her soul. He appeared fierce and very serious.

“I fucking love you, too. Don’t ever forget it.” He covered her mouth and kissed her breathless. That was Tyler.

She wondered how the hell she was ever going to work after this.

* * * *

An hour later Alexa was helping the band, Cowboy Up, get their equipment set up. They were just about ready to start.

“Hey, Alexa, I have to tell you, honey, you look really fine tonight,” Billy, the main singer in the band, told her as he pushed his blond hair out of his eyes and placed the cap back on top of his head. He told her earlier that it was his lucky baseball cap, and he always wore it.

“Thanks, Billy.” She had gotten so many compliments already. It was like everyone finally noticed her. She supposed she had done a great job hiding out for the past six months.