Her Gentle Giant, Part 2: Remember to Dance (4 page)

Chapter Thirty-one

Rachel found Eli on the covered back deck upon their return after dropping her mother off at home. Matthew was in his bouncy seat, chewing on his fist and listening to Uncle Eli play his guitar and sing for him. Rachel was surprised by that. She didn’t know he knew how to play the guitar, or sing, for that matter. He seemed a little embarrassed to get caught at it, so she didn’t ask him to play more while the others were there.

She bent down and gave him a kiss over the guitar. Speaking so the others couldn’t hear and blocking their view, she gasped seductively and said, “Oh! Would you look at that? You can see right down my shirt.”

He grinned handsomely and pressed his face to her cleavage for a second before kissing her there. She sure loved that smile.

“Did you have fun?” he asked as he laid his guitar aside. “Have any luck with the dresses?”

“Did we ever! Maudie is amazing! We accomplished everything we set out to do today,” Grace replied as she cooed to Matthew in Kelly’s arms.

“So that means you found your dresses?” he asked.

“You should have seen Rachel, Eli. She is going to be a vision!” Kelly said triumphantly. “This is going to be the best wedding
ever
,” she said softly to the baby as she nuzzled him.

“I just changed him, sis. Matthew was really good for me. We even took a little nap together.”

Rachel smiled at him tenderly when an image of her gentle giant napping with the tiny little baby on his chest popped into her mind.

“Thank you, Eli. You’re the best.” Kelly hugged him around the waist.

“No problem, sis. We did great. You all want to go eat? I have to go in at eight tonight, but I can take you to O’Reilley’s for supper and still be there in plenty of time. Jack and Adam said they could meet us up there at six o’clock, Grace. Ethan’s already up at the club. Sound okay?”

Grace nodded. “That sounds great.”

“We have plenty of time if you want to rest for a little while,” he said as he held the back door open for them so they could go inside.

He slipped into the bedroom to put the guitar away in the closet. Rachel followed him in and kissed him thoroughly.

“I didn’t know you could play the guitar.”

He smiled self-consciously and simply said, “Yep.”

“You have a beautiful singing voice, too.”

“Oh, you heard that, huh? My croaking?”

She rubbed her hands across his chest, enjoying the feel of his hard, warm muscles. “Don’t say that. I think you have a beautiful singing voice.”

“Thank you, angel. That means a lot. Matthew seemed to enjoy it.”

 Kelly came down the hallway. “Hey, if we’re gonna go soon, I’d better nurse this boy. I’m about ready to explode here.”

“Yeah,” Eli said dryly, “thanks for sharing, sis,”

“Hey, at least I’m not flopping it out right in front of you, big bro,” Kelly quipped, sticking her tongue out.

“Thank you for that mental image—”

“Burned into your brain. Yeah, I know, smartass.” She laughed and carried the baby into the other bedroom.

* * * *

Eli noticed something was on Rachel’s mind as he drove her and baby Matthew to the restaurant, arriving as Jack and Adam pulled up in Adam’s truck. Grace and Kelly pulled in beside them.

“Eli, you know what I need to do?” Rachel asked.

“What’s that, angel?”

“I’m cleared to drive after next week when my cast comes off. I need to shop for another vehicle.”

 “We can look tomorrow, if you want. What do you think you want this time?”

“I remember what it felt to look that deer straight in the eye the second before I hit him. I think I want a truck this time.”

“I don’t blame you. Are you coming up to the club later?” he asked as he parked on the other side of Adam’s truck.

“That depends on Kelly and Matthew. I’d like to come up, though. I want to sit with you up at the front. I’ve missed doing that.”

“Me, too, but I’ll understand if Kelly wants to stay up late talking.” He unlatched the harness on the baby’s car seat and carefully lifted his infant nephew out of it. “Oh, your dad called with info on the hog hunt at the end of the month.”

“Are you looking forward to going hunting?”

“Yeah, I haven’t been in several years. I’m also looking forward to meeting your old boyfriend.” Eli tucked the tiny baby under his chin and tickled her ribs as he put his arm around her waist. Matthew squeaked, snuggled closer, and fell back asleep.

“I wouldn’t exactly call him my old boyfriend. Remember, they were all a little in awe of my dad and didn’t want to piss him off. Mitchell is just an old classmate who I dated a few times.”

“Well, I love hunting, and I like your dad, but I never would have been able to keep my hands off of you if I’d dated you in high school.”

“Yeah, Daddy definitely would have met you at the door with his hunting knife and shotgun. You have trouble written all over you,” she snickered. “But I admit I might have tried sneaking out my bedroom window to see you, if he hadn’t let me date you.”

Eli looked shocked. “Did you sneak out of your bedroom window to date boys?”

“Never. None of them ever motivated me enough to get the guts to try it. The one mistake I made in dating was after I was already on my own when I was nineteen.”

“Your parents let you move out at nineteen?” He was surprised Peter had allowed her to move out that young.

She nodded her head, grinning. “Eighteen, actually. I worked evenings at Cheaver’s Western Store during my junior and senior year, so when I graduated, I already had three thousand dollars in the bank and a steady job, plus I did ad sales for the
Divine Courier
. I went to college online and got my degree in accounting while I worked. When I wasn’t working, I was studying, so I didn’t have many opportunities to get into mischief.”

“I’ll bet your parents worried about you a lot.”

“They did, but they raised me to be independent and taught me to manage my money well. Plus, I’ve been lucky in my friendships. Selling ads, I felt like I knew everyone in town. I enjoyed that job, but the office environment at the paper was not to my liking. Too many catty women in each other’s business. I prefer the laidback atmosphere at Grogan Home Theatre much more. Plus, I’m working in the profession I chose as their bookkeeper.”

“You are something, Rachel. I’m learning all kinds of new things about you.”

“Hope you’re not easily bored.” She laughed as they joined the others in O’Reilley’s courtyard.

Dinner was a festive occasion. Jack introduced Eli to several friends who came to greet them, and Matthew got passed around the whole time until they all had a chance to hold him and play with him. Grace especially enjoyed holding the baby, and Rachel noticed Adam and Jack’s soft smiles when they watched her cooing to him. Grace glowed with happiness, and Rachel wondered if they were planning on having kids any time soon. The food was excellent as always, and Grace and her men thanked Eli graciously when he picked up the tab.

Eli drove Kelly, Matthew, and Rachel back to the duplex and went on to work. Kelly and Rachel composed wording for the wedding invitations and e-mailed it to Grace for her input. At Kelly’s enthusiastic urging, Rachel got herself dolled up, and Kelly drove her to the club.

“Grace and I have monopolized your time this weekend. I don’t mind at all. Matthew’s already had his bath, so I’ll put him down when I get back to the house, and then I think I’ll watch a movie.”

“You sure you’ll be all right by yourself?”

“I’m positive. I’ve meant to ask you how your novel is coming along.”

“Oh! It’s awesome! With all the downtime I had while I was at my parents, I accomplished a lot. When it’s finished, I’ll let you read it. That probably won’t be for another few weeks, depending on how much time I get with it.”

“Is it romantic?”

“Very, and erotic, too. You may blush a time or two or three. Heck, you may even need a cold shower.”

“Ah!” Kelly laughed delightedly. “So you’re writing from experience?” She laughed out loud when Rachel’s mouth fell open and her face went red-hot.

“Oh, my gosh! You
did
hear us that first weekend!”

“It’s all right. You didn’t know the walls were that thin. And don’t worry. I haven’t heard you at all since then. I assumed you must have figured it out on your own.”

“Yeah, the hard way,” Rachel replied and moved on. “So…yeah, my novel is basically smut.”

“Oooh! Goody! So I get to read it when you’re done?”

“Of course. You and Grace both get an autographed copy.”

“I’ll cherish it always. Grace tells me she’s writing also. I can say I knew you before you were famous!”

“Whatever,” Rachel said skeptically.

“Hey! It could happen. Here we are. Have fun in there, and I’ll see you in the morning. Dance one or two for me.”

Chapter Thirty-two

Grace took a deep breath and began hooking the hidden closure on the side seam of the corset. She made sure the ribbons were in two neat bows at the back and tucked the ends out of the way. Bending over, she adjusted her cleavage to the best advantage, her nipples almost peeking out of the top but still visible through the sheer black lace. Peeking over her shoulder in the mirror, she sighed happily and adjusted the strings on the G-string panty. She hooked the garters to the ribbon loops at the bottom edge off the corset and attached them to the sheer black stockings she was already wearing.

With her foundation garments all on, she slipped into the brilliant sapphire-colored dress. She was happy and pleased to see the corset gave her silhouette even more definition, pushing up her breasts and enhancing her cleavage. After zipping up the back, she put on the bridal jewelry Ethan had purchased for her. The platinum and diamonds were a beautiful touch in combination with the blue of her dress.

Winding her long, wavy blonde hair into a soft twist, Grace pinned it up with her jeweled hair clip. She touched up her makeup with a little powder, freshened her eyeliner and lipstick, then slipped into the new silver strappy sandals they’d found earlier that day and paused to take another look. Perfect.

Satisfied she had achieved the desired effect, she opened the bedroom door and called down, “I’m ready! Would you like to come up, or should I make an entrance on the stairs?”

Soft masculine laughter echoed at the bottom of the stairs. “Make an entrance, baby,” Adam called in his deep sexy voice.

Grace tiptoed to the landing and stepped down the stairs. The hem of the dress draped prettily behind her, exposing the silver sandals.

She heard a soft whistle when her sexily-clad feet came into view. With a seductive smile, she moved slowly, knowing the skirt of the dress was now in view, softly revealing the curves of her thighs and her hips, which were greeted by a soft growl.
Definitely
Adam, she thought and felt a tingly shiver. A softly muttered oath could be heard as her corset-clad torso and upper body came into view until she was completely visible on the first landing, standing in the light.

Jack and Adam stood in the living room, gazing at her with intense expressions, drinking her in. Grace took a few more steps down the stairs until she reached the bottom landing. She stood at the bottom of the stairs as they both approached her. Releasing the banister, Grace stepped toward them, and turned slowly so they could see the outfit from all sides, knowing they’d enjoy the effect of the fabric softly clinging to her curves from all angles.

They each took a hand and kissed her knuckles. Jack spoke after a quick glance at Adam. “Darlin’, words fail me. You are a vision,” he murmured, looking her over hungrily.

“Baby, you dazzle me,” Adam said softly. Neither of them said anything else, just silently looked her over, adoration shining in their eyes.

“So, you think it will do for the wedding?” Grace took their hands, drew them in, and kissed them both. She smiled as they both stroked their hands over her hips and waist.

“There’s a little something extra under this dress, isn’t there, baby?” Adam stated appreciatively.

“June sends her regards, Adam,” Grace said with soft laughter as Adam grinned devilishly and traced one of the bones on the corset. The back of his hand grazed the side of her breast.

“Darlin’? You gonna model that for us, as well?” Jack asked softly while playfully nuzzling her throat.

“Mmm-hmm, just give me a minute to get upstairs and out of my dress.” She backed away from them and removed the clip from her hair, shaking the wild blonde curls loose. With a crooked little grin, she inched back to the stairs. Jack and Adam glanced at each other.

“Grace wants to be chased, I think,” Adam remarked in his sexy, deep voice and moved slowly toward her.

“I think you’re right, buddy. What do you say we oblige her?” Jack made a sudden move for the stairs, where she’d paused on the bottom step. Grace screeched, gathered up her skirt, and ran up the steps, giggling loudly as they pounded the stairs behind her. A bone-deep thrill raced through her body as they chased her, and adrenaline gave her feet wings.

She stopped suddenly at the bedroom door and faced them, one hand upraised. They paused at the landing. “Tear this dress, and Rachel and Maudie will be furious with me,” she said in warning.

Her pussy swelled and ached with need. Her juices dampened the midnight-blue silk and lace of her G-string, and because she wanted it off so badly, she reminded
herself
not to tear the gown when she removed it.

She crooked her finger, and Adam followed her into the closet while Jack texted Ethan. Adam caught her from behind in the big walk-in closet. He kissed her and growled softly when he groped her ass playfully and found the garters attached to her stockings. Adam loved her in garters and stockings. He pulled the tab on the zipper for her. Turning and smiling seductively as she peeled the sleeves and bodice of the dress off, Grace slowly revealed the sheer lace and silk of her undergarments. She lowered the dress over her hips, turned, and presented him with a full view of her bare ass as she stepped from it then pivoted to face him again. Adam’s reaction delighted her as he stood there ogling her. Then with a muffled curse, he backed from the closet.

“Damn!
That
good?” Jack said from the bedroom.

Adam looked over at Jack and said, “I’m never gonna get tired of the way Grace surprises us. Get a load of this.” He gestured at Grace as she slowly sauntered to the closet door and leaned against it, striking what she hoped was her sexiest pose. From the looks in their eyes, she’d succeeded.

“Damn, darlin’, what’s the fastest way out of that?” Jack asked, smiling at her in the latest addition to her growing lingerie collection.

“Why?” she asked, feeling sassy. “You don’t like it? I haven’t even properly modeled it for you. Yet.”

“Model it, hell. I’m more in the mood for another striptease!” Adam said with a sexy chuckle.

With a grin, Grace softly said, “That’s exactly what I had in mind. I love the way you think, Adam. Go sit down, big boys, and let me show you a thing or two…or three,” she murmured. She gave them her best sexy saunter as she stepped into the bedroom while they sat in overstuffed chairs by the lit fireplace.

The soft warmth from the flames caressed her thighs as she followed them to the sitting area. Grace caught a glimpse of herself in one of the standing mirrors as she passed it. The glimpse made her smile and increased her confidence even more as the men sat down and gave her their undivided attention.

Turning slowly for them, Grace looked seductively over her shoulder, smiling as she watched their warm eyes roam over her indecently clad form. She slid her hands over her hips and the tops of her thighs before sliding them back over her ass cheeks. She grinned mischievously when Adam’s hands tightened into fists. The men eased back into their chairs as she approached and placed a beautifully shod foot on Jack’s knee.

 “Jack, honey, could you help me with my sandal please?” she asked softly.

He obliged her, and then she switched and let him remove the other, as well, while she winked at Adam. Grace unhooked the garters that connected the corset to her stockings one at a time, smiling as their eyes closely watched her slow, teasing movements.

She caressed his cheek as Jack handed her the sandals. Laying them aside, she turned to Adam and said, “Adam, would you help me with all these little hooks?”

Grace raised one arm so he could see the hooks closing the side of the corset, and rested her hand on the back of her neck. Her other hand held the front of the corset to her as it came loose quickly in his hands. She moved away momentarily to lay it aside, turned back to them, and revealed her little surprise.

She wore a silver nipple and belly chain that was made from the same silver wire and crystals as on the clit clip she’d surprised them with right before their wedding. The nipple dangles were connected by a draping silver chain. Both the men leaned forward, pleased approval in their features.

Grace came close enough for them to reach out and touch her. Jack lifted one of the dangles, grazing her nipple lightly, and smiled at her soft intake of breath. Adam grinned and reached for the silver chain that draped between her breasts. He gently hooked it with his finger and tugged down a bit then set it to swinging. She gasped and felt her pussy flood with wet warmth as his hand slid down the extender to the silver length that was secured around her waist. He must have noticed that the end hung down until it rested inside her G-string. She whimpered as Jack’s finger gently traced it down over the blue silk, finally ending against her clit. She saw him glance at Adam.

Adam stood and moved behind her. Her eyes slid closed, and she moaned softly at the sensation of his warmth. She opened her eyes, remembering she was supposed to be giving them the show. Grace smiled teasingly at Jack, still in his chair, and carefully placed a stockinged foot on the chair between his legs.

“Jack, could you help me with my stockings?”

Adams warm, soft lips slid over her shoulder, and he kissed his way up the side of her throat. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes at the dual sensation of his warm lips combined with Jack’s gentle hands as he slid the stocking over her knee and down her calf. Jack helped her switch to the other foot and removed the other one.

One of Adams hands slid over her shoulder to her breast and tenderly stroked the weighted chain that dangled there, and she moaned again. His other hand stroked down over the extender, sliding all the way to the top edge of her now damp G-string. Engulfed in all the wonderful sensations, Grace left her eyes closed and allowed her men to take over.

Jack’s hands smoothed slowly up her thighs and slid under the elastic waistband then gently drew down the scrap of silk. He leaned forward to tenderly kiss the juncture of her hip and thigh as he slipped the G-string from her legs. Adam’s fingers slid down to her wet slit, where the chain dipped in, disappearing between her lips below the narrow strip of blonde curls but he did not seek entry, yet.

“Grace loves playin’ hide and seek,” Jack commented with a smile. He gazed up at her and caught Adam’s attention and nodded.

“Good thing we love hide and seek, too, isn’t it, Jack?” Adam asked conversationally as his hands slid to the backs of her thighs and he moved in closely behind her. She realized at some point he’d removed his shirt because she could now feel his hot, bare chest against her back. “Baby, why don’t you put your pretty little foot on the arm of Jack’s chair?”

Grace’s breathing turned to panting as she did as he asked. She leaned against Adam and tentatively lifted her other foot. Adam grasped the backs of her thighs and leaned her against his naked torso as she placed that foot on the other arm, both knees bent so that she was spread, warm and wet before Jack, open to him. She slid her hands over Adam’s strong hard-muscled shoulders, turning to his kiss as she tilted her head back.

“Darlin’, you’re so beautiful tonight. With your pretty little pussy spread open like this. Your scent is making my mouth water. I think I’d like a taste. Wonder what I’ll find.” Jack smiled at her whimper and leaned forward in the chair.

“Mmm, she sounds ready, Jack. I’m anxious to see what she’s got hidden. Why don’t you take a taste and find out?” Adam murmured huskily.

Jack’s hands slid along her inner thighs, moving slowly toward the spot she most wanted to feel their touch but hadn’t yet. Her body felt like it was vibrating with the power of the arousal they inspired in her. Using his index fingers, he gently opened her outer lips, humming in pleasure at what he found there. Grace answered with a moan. Her back arched at his gentle touch, parting her inner lips a little more.

Carefully, Adam spread her thighs for Jack so that he had better access, holding her gently but securely. “Do you love that Jack can see all of you, Grace? I’ll bet your little pussy is on fire to be touched right now, isn’t it?”

“Oh, yes!” Her body trembled in his loving grasp. Her clit throbbed where it was trapped in the clip, and the feel of Jack’s gentle, questing fingers was bringing her close to the edge.

Jack kissed a path along her inner thigh to the trembling, wet flesh that lay beyond, eager for his touch. Her back arched reflexively when he slid the tip of his tongue into her opening, before he dragged it over her inner lips, lifting the heavy bead from its little damp nest between them. The movement of the bead tugged slightly at her clit, which was even more sensitive because the silver chain had been gently rubbing over it with her movements since she’d first put it on.

“Oh! Oh, Jack! I’m…Oh!” she yelled as he licked her clit over and over with the same gentle rhythm, giving her this orgasm fast and sweet as she cried out. She slipped right over the edge for him.

“Jack! Adam! Oh, I’m coming!” she wailed as the orgasm washed over her in a rushing tide. She panted heavily, her cheeks heating as she gazed down into his ocean-blue eyes, eyes that now reminded her of the waters around Grand CaymanIsland, where they’d spent their honeymoon.

“Did you like that, darlin’?”

Sighing, still catching her breath, she murmured, “You know I did, Jack. I guess you won hide and seek.” She turned her head to smile up at Adam. “I love to play with you. Want to play some more hide and seek?” She caressed Adam’s jaw as she turned back to Jack. “This time you get to hide something.”