Divine Grace (38 page)

“Hello, beautiful,” he murmured in his husky, velvety drawl. His sexy voice always did wonderful shivery things to her.

He was lying on top of the black and dark red paisley comforter. His room was done all in muted and darker tones, and it felt cozy but nice and cool all at the same time. The dark plush rug felt rich between her toes as she walked to his king-size bed. The bed frame was higher than on her bed, so she had to climb as much as crawl onto it. She went to him and curled up against his side.

“How do you feel?” he asked. “Tired?”

“A little, but it’s mostly passed now.” She slid her palm up over his abdomen to his chest. He turned to kiss her and rolled onto his side, facing her.

“How do you feel after last night? Sore?”

“A little, but not like I expected. Ethan? Will you make love to me?”

She looked into his vivid blue eyes. “I want you.”

She felt like her heart was in her throat. She was so lost to all three of them. She felt tears prickle behind her eyelids.

“Just slow and easy, honey, then would you nap a while?” he asked tenderly. “You can stay in my bed and nap for as long as you want. They’ll wake you when it’s time to get ready.”

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She nodded as she untied the belt of the robe she still wore. Ethan got up and pulled back the comforter and top sheet and then undressed while she watched. He got back onto the bed and helped her out of her robe. When they were both naked, he pulled the comforter and sheet back up over them.

“I love snuggling under the covers with you, Ethan,” she said with a little shiver. She must have gotten chilled because his body felt like a heated brand against her skin as he wrapped his arms around her and cuddled her.

He nestled in between her thighs and settled there for a few minutes, teasing her with soft, brushing strokes of his lips against her throat and collarbones.

His weight felt good over her as she raised her knees and wrapped her thighs around his hips. His hard length was pressed against her pussy, and she reveled in the feel of his masculine warmth and strength as he held her to him and kissed her slow and deep. He was hard and muscled but not sculpted like he spent time in a gym. Grace had a passing thought.

“I’m keeping you from work, aren’t I?”

His lips nuzzled a trail from the sensitive spot below her ear down to her nipples. “No, Jack, Angel, and the ranch hands keep things running smoothly. Sometimes you have to make time for more important things, like the people you love. This is time I set aside for you. Jack and Adam will do the same. We’ve worked hard to get the ranch where it is, and Angel does a great job of staying on top of everything. It’s all good, honey. I’m right exactly where I want to be right now.”

“You’re just about where I want you, too.” She nuzzled his throat and licked him.

“Just about?” he teased as he rose up and reached for the lubricant. This time he applied it only to his cock as he sat back on his knees. She enjoyed watching him handle his big, hard shaft as he smoothed the lubricant up and down the long, thick length. She eyed it hungrily and felt her pussy tighten at the thought that soon it would be inside her.

Her body hummed with desire as she watched his hand curl around his cock. She licked her lips when she saw the drop of fluid that seeped from the tip. She heard him growl and looked up into blue eyes that glowed with desire. She had a feeling that the notion of slow and easy had just gone out the window. She lay back on his pillow and opened her thighs as he came to kneel in front of her. He looked down at her pussy, which throbbed and yearned for him. As he knelt there, his cock was ramrod straight, seeping
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another droplet. A wave of goose bumps passed over her, and she knew she’d remember this moment forever. Perfect.

He pointed to her right with his index finger. “Look, Grace.”

She looked in the direction and noticed that he’d repositioned his dresser and its attached mirror, so she would be able to watch everything as he made love to her. Her heart lurched at his thoughtful gesture, and she couldn’t believe her body’s primitive response. Her pussy flared with burning arousal as she looked in the mirror and imagined watching as he fucked her good and hard.

Liquid heat pooled in her cunt as she gazed at their reflection. He was poised over her, palming his erection, and she lay there, legs open and relaxed, waiting for him to slide his cock inside of her. Maybe he would take her from behind on his bed so she could watch in the mirror. The wetness increased between her legs.

Smiling, she looked up at him and said, “Thank you, Ethan. That is so thoughtful. I love it.”

He moved over her as she lifted her feet and slid her thighs onto his, like last night. He hooked his right forearm under her left thigh and lifted it gently and held his shaft so the head was poised to press into the throbbing wet heat between her thighs. She slid her right hand down her abdomen and into her slit. She heard the evidence of how wet she was for him as she wickedly delved a finger into her entrance before using her fingers to part her lips for him.

“Can you see how wet I am for you, how much I want you, Ethan?”

“Mmm, Gracie, you make it hard to control myself when you do things like that. Do you want to feel me inside you? Want me to slide inside your sweet, hot pussy?”

“More than anything, honey. Give me your cock.” A sensation of hot expectancy inflamed her pussy. “I’m burning for it.”

He gripped her hips and tilted them a little as he positioned his cock at her entrance and flexed gently against her. She sighed in pleasure when her pussy lips stretched around his cock, and he eased in a bit with great care.

He felt huge in the opening to her pussy, but not painful at all. She looked in the mirror and could see his cock, only partially lodged inside her, as he held her leg up. She watched as he flexed his hips and the muscles in his back, legs, and tight buttocks rippled as more of his cock slid inside her.

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Watching brought a fresh rush of wetness to her pussy, and his cock slipped through it, then he pulled out with a soft moan. He paused briefly and groaned.

Grace wanted to scream with ecstasy even though she wasn’t coming quite yet. She could tell it was close, though, because she felt that internal flexing and tightening. She rocked her pelvis instinctively, taking another inch as he thrust gently.

He kissed her neck and whispered, “You’re so incredible, Grace, tight and sweet around me. I love you.”

His words escalated the rise of the wave she rode, and she rocked again as he slid home, seated to the hilt in her pussy, every inch buried deep inside her. He released her leg and slid an arm under her hips, pulling her under him more, and slid the other arm beneath her shoulders, so she was a captive in his arms, and began to thrust gently into her pussy.

Grace could feel the climactic wave building. The sensation of his cock and the sight in the mirror of his muscles rippling as he thrust was incredibly erotic. The angle at which her pelvis rocked, thanks to his hold on her, aligned her clitoris with his pubic bone in a series of devastating collisions that made her writhe and plead.

“Oh, Ethan! You feel so good! I’m going to come, Ethan, just a little harder, honey. Oh, yes! Oh, yes, that’s perfect!”

He pulled farther out now on each stroke but thrust a little harder. Her moans became cries as she continued to watch in the mirror.

“You feel so good, Grace. Oh, fuck, you feel so good. You’re going to make me come! Come with me, Grace. Let go!”

His words and his need to come with her sent her over the edge. She heard him come, too, growling her name as he drove into her. His body stilled suddenly over her, and he groaned loudly in relief. He pressed into her body as he kissed her lips, tenderly stroking her tongue with his own.

He released her hips and shoulders. Resting his weight on his elbows, he gently brushed his fingers across her lips. “Mmm, baby,” he sighed softly as he rested his cheek between her breasts, “your heart is racing. I love that sound.” He stayed that way as she caught her breath. After a few minutes, he leaned back and pulled out of her slowly, watching as his now softened cock slid from her. He smiled blissfully and closed his eyes for a moment.

“What is it?” she asked.

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He bowed his head, then hesitantly said, “It touches a deep primitive place in my soul when I pull out of your body and see my cum filling you, seeing it leak from your pussy. It satisfies me in a way that’s hard to express.”

She smiled languorously, understanding completely. It was the other half of the way she felt, receiving him like this, feeling filled by him.

“When the time is right and we’re all ready for that step, you’ll make love to me, and we’ll make a baby together. I want your baby someday.”

Judging by his reaction, her words pleased him a lot. “You can’t imagine how happy that makes me, Gracie. I’d love to make a baby with you.” He kissed her deeply. “Do you need to shower?” he asked.

She looked at him and smiled softly. “No, I’m satisfied to stay just like this and fall asleep in your arms,” she murmured, stretching in sweet contentment as he watched. “I’m perfectly content to sleep here in your bed even after you leave to go to work, with your cum still filling my pussy, just the way
you
like it.”

“Damn, you’re amazing, woman! You can’t begin to understand how deeply that image affects me. I may have to fuck you again before I leave.”

His stiff cock testified to the fact that he was ready for another round. Her pussy bloomed with a corresponding needy ache.

“And I would not complain even a little. I want to fuck you again right now, too. I’ve managed to get myself all hot and bothered just thinking about it. Will you?” she asked as she rose up, filled with a sudden feral sense of urgency. She needed him now. She shocked herself, feeling more moisture flooding her cunt, her folds growing swollen and hot again. “From behind. I want to see you fucking me from behind so badly.” She almost begged as she got on her hands and knees for him.

He moved into position behind her, angled so she could watch what he did to her. She watched as he knelt behind her, spread her knees farther apart, and positioned his long cock at her wet entrance. Her pussy clamped down, and her breath came out in keening moans as she watched his cock slide all the way home in one smooth stroke.

“Seeing your cock slide inside me makes me crazy. I know I won’t last, so fuck me hard, baby!”

“Yes, ma’am.” He punctuated each word with a firm thrust into her clenching pussy.

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Her cries started out soft, like sobs, and built with each thrust as the muscles in her cunt grew tighter and tighter as she neared her orgasm. His breath sawed in and out as he struggled to hold back from coming before she did. He pumped harder, and her arousal escalated as she watched him bury every inch in her. He reached forward, found her swollen clit, and firmly stroked it between his thumb and forefinger.

“Come for me, honey!”

She flew apart at his touch and screamed loudly, unable to contain her ecstasy. Her arms collapsed under her, and her hips gyrated convulsively on his cock as he joined her, as he roared out his release. Every exhalation was a hitching sob from her lips as she tried to catch her breath.

“Damn,” he groaned blissfully, “I think I saw stars.”

When they could finally move, he slowly pulled out of her once again.

She could see him watch as he withdrew, the pleasure evident on his face.

She felt a wet rush and heard his soft growl of satisfaction.

“The caveman like that?”

“Enough to want to throw you over his shoulder and take you back to his cave,” he said good-naturedly. “I’m glad you understand that part of me.”

“I love that part of you, Ethan.”

He helped her lie down in a more comfortable position. She was truly exhausted now. He got up and went to the bathroom for a warm washcloth and gently cleansed her thighs and her pussy. She was half asleep already when he returned and lay down beside her. He pulled her back against his chest, with her head on his bicep.

“I love you, Gracie.”

“I love you, Ethan.”

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* * * *

Ethan pushed the button on the side of the phone to stop the soft alarm so it wouldn’t disturb her sleep. The shadows had deepened in the room.

The small amount of muted light that came through the bedroom window illuminated her blonde hair, fanned out over his pillow. He lay there for a few minutes and quietly watched her in slumber as the upper swell of her breasts rose and fell with each soft breath. Her lips were slightly parted, her right forearm tucked under the pillow, the other arm resting at her side, her hand lying on her belly. She gave a soft sigh.

He felt the same sense of primal satisfaction as earlier watching her slumber peacefully. He was still tired, but there was a very deep feeling of contentment that overrode the fatigue. He had deeply satisfied his woman, and she was unbelievable when she came, screaming her pleasure, uncaring if anyone heard. They might have. Now here she lay, sleeping as peacefully as an angel, an incredible contrast to the tigress she’d been earlier.

He pushed the comforter to her so she wouldn’t miss his body heat behind her. He wanted to touch her, but he sensed that she was not deeply asleep and resisted the temptation. He didn’t want to wake her yet. She’d missed out on some sleep last night and had a lot of excitement today. He knew, where they were concerned, she would push her limits in order to please them. He hoped she would slip into an easy routine with them without exhausting herself first or sacrificing sleep and her health in an attempt to meet all their needs.

He quietly removed a fresh, pressed shirt and jeans from his closet and grabbed socks and underwear from his dresser. He carried his boots and clothes from his bedroom down the hall to the bathroom. Showered, shaved, and dressed, he emerged a little while later. Quietly checking on her from the hallway, he found her still sound asleep. In her sleep, she’d shifted to the other side as if she had turned to him.

The sheet had slipped down to her hip, baring her breasts and her smooth, soft abdomen, one arm flung over her head, the other resting across his pillow. His chest ached with the love he felt for her, combined with the satisfaction of seeing her lying in his bed. He thought of what she’d said to him earlier. She was content to fall asleep lying there in his bed with his

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seed still between her thighs, the way
he
liked it. She loved the caveman inside him.

Silencing the deep rumble of pleasure in his chest, he gently pulled the door to within a few inches from the jamb so she wouldn’t be disturbed by any other noises. The house had been quiet while they slept, but he knew Jack would be in soon. Ethan left through the back door and went in search of him. He found him at the corral behind the first barn, where he was currently leaned against the fence, talking to Angel.

The two new foals in the corral followed their mothers around the pen, exercising their long, spindly legs. Ethan walked up and looked into the pen, staring at the new additions to the ranch, but didn’t really see them.

“Hey, Ethan,” Angel said quietly. “Jack, I’ll see you later up at the house. Seven?”

“Yeah, I’m glad you’ll come with us.” Jack pulled off his leather gloves and slapped them against his pant leg to remove the dust and dirt.

“You’re sure you wouldn’t rather just meet me at The Pony?”

“No, have supper with us first,” Jack replied. “I know Grace will enjoy a visit with you while we eat. We’re gonna keep her on the dance floor once we get her to the club.”

“Later.” Angel walked away from the pen to finish the work day.

Jack and Ethan stood at the pipe fence. “You goin’ in now?”

Ethan nodded, feeling about a million miles away. “Yeah, I have those interviews. If they work out, they can start learning the ropes tonight.”

“Good. What’s Grace doin’?” Jack asked.

“She’s asleep right now. Has been since 2:30 p.m.” Ethan replied in a low, deep voice.