He looked down at her and touched her face with the back of his knuckles. “I think I need to give you something to remember me by.”
“You do, huh. Like what?”
He released his hold on her, kissing her one last time on her forehead before walking toward the bedside nightstand. He pulled open the bottom drawer and took something out, returning to her and showing her what he held.
“I bought this for us,” he told her, his voice firm. “I would like to use this on you.”
Gracie looked down at the sealed plastic package. Inside it she saw two synthetic, purple orbs attached together with a single length of silicone, with another strand of silicone extending from the bottom of the second orb, ending with a small loop.
She looked up at him and smiled. “I don’t know what that is, Deuce, but I like the color.”
Deuce smiled as he ripped open the plastic covering, taking the item out and tossing the packaging onto the top of his bureau. He opened his hand, allowing the orbs to roll within his open palm.
Gracie reached out and took it into her hand, surprised to find that they were weighted and rolled heavily as she tipped her hand. “I know this has something to do with your devious mind, but I have no idea what you plan on doing with whatever this is.”
Deuce’s bark of laughter made her smile. She really liked making him laugh. He was such a serious man who had way too many responsibilities on his shoulders. He had always been the one that they had all depended on, and he had accepted the job of family patriarch without hesitation.
“They’re called pleasure balls,” he explained. “Feel how they’re weighted?”
Gracie nodded and tipped her hand again, feeling the silkiness of the synthetic material as the orbs rolled with definite heaviness. It suddenly hit her where this toy was meant to go.
“Are you planning on putting this inside of me?” she asked him, her eyes wide with worry.
“Yes.”
“And why would you want to do that, may I ask?”
Deuce smiled at her polite question. “If I can’t be inside of you, you’re going to be feeling the weight of these little beauties moving and rolling inside your sweet pussy every time you move.”
“Won’t that drive me crazy?”
“Baby, you’re going to be so sensitized, you’ll be needing me to ease your ache by the time you come home.”
“You mean you want me to wear this inside of me while I’m away from the ranch?”
He nodded, wrapping his hand around hers, closing the orbs within their two hands. “It will bring the awareness of your body to a very high level. You’ll be clenching your vaginal muscles to keep them in place as they move. Each roll of them will make your inner muscles stronger. You’ll be controlling both your muscles and your ability to remain calm. You’re not to orgasm, Gracie. Try with all your might to stay in control.”
“Will they fall out if I walk?”
Deuce smiled, his heart racing at her acceptance. She wasn’t questioning if she would allow him to insert the toy, only how she would have to deal with it once it was inside of her. He could never have imagined a more willing or sensual partner.
“They may shift, but I’ll have to pull them out by tugging on the loop.” He pointed to the loop at the end of the toy. “And then I’m going to sink my cock deep inside of you and make you scream out your pleasure.”
Gracie stepped back, her breathing suddenly labored as she looked up at the man who promised to give her such amazing experiences as he made love to her. She realized that she would offer him anything and accept any need that he had because it seemed that she had the same need. Go figure. The thought made her smile.
“What’s that sexy smile for, baby?”
She shrugged, her smile never wavering.
“Do I have to tell you about rule number four again, Gracie? Never hide your thoughts or feelings from me.”
“I’m not hiding. I’m thinking about all the things I want to do to your body,” she told him firmly. “And I’m not telling you.”
Deuce actually growled as he pulled her into his arms and slammed his mouth down over hers, plundering with his tongue and demanding her love. When he finally pulled away, he was barely in control.
“Baby, you have no idea how much I enjoy being with you,” he told her softly, taking a deep breath to steady himself.
“That’s good,” Gracie whispered. “Because I enjoy being with you, too.” She thought briefly about how she was going to miss this with him when their time together taking care of Luke and Melanie’s children would be over. She pushed the thought aside, determined to love him every beautiful moment that she was lucky enough to be with him.
“Gracie, I’m going to clean this toy,” he told her, taking the toy from her hand. “When I come out of the bathroom, I want you to be naked and lying on our bed with your legs spread open waiting for me.” He looked at her very seriously, waiting to see how she would react.
The sweet blush that covered her cheeks made him smile. He waited patiently for her decision. He would not force her. He needed her to choose to do this with him.
“Do you remember your safe word?”
Gracie nodded. “Marble.”
“Good. If you’re uncomfortable or just need to slow things down, you can say the word yellow and we can talk about what’s worrying you.”
Gracie nodded once again, looking up at him.
“Green.”
“What, baby?”
“Well, if yellow means slow down, doesn’t green mean go?”
Deuce’s blue eyes sparked with immediate passion. He leaned forward and rested his forehead against hers, taking a deep breath to take in the unique scent that was his Gracie.
“Okay, baby. Green means go.” He leaned back and stepped away from her, nodding toward the bed. “Go.”
He turned and walked into the bathroom, his heart pounding and his cock throbbing. His Gracie was absolutely amazing.
He went to the sink and turned on the warm water, reaching for the soap and lathering his hands as well as the toy, determined to have it completely clean before he used it on his woman. He was going to take good care of her and love her forever. He would make sure she understood that tonight. John had been right. He had to tell her exactly what he felt and what he wanted with her. Only then could their mated lives begin.
Rinsing off the pleasure balls and his hands, he wiped his hands quickly then headed out of the bathroom. The sight that greeted him made his knees nearly buckle. Gracie was lying on their bed, completely naked, with her legs spread for him, exactly as he had instructed her.
“Beautiful,” he whispered.
He looked at Gracie’s face and saw the sweet blush that spread across her cheeks. He realized how difficult this was for her, and he was determined to reward her. He just had to push that little bit extra before he did so.
“Touch yourself, Gracie,” he told her firmly. “Show me how you know your body.”
Gracie hesitated briefly, looking at the passion that filled Deuce’s eyes. For some reason, she didn’t feel embarrassed. She just wanted to give him exactly what he asked of her. And she wanted him to be so turned on by her actions that he lost that bit of control he always seemed to have.
Running her right hand down the center of her torso, she covered her mound and spread her lips. Using her other hand to help her open up her folds, she slid her finger down to brush across her clit before sinking into her body and pumping it slowly, gathering the wetness that was already there. Slowly dragging her drenched finger up to her already swollen clit, she rubbed around it slowly, moaning at the instant jolt of pleasure that shot through her.
“Sweet hell,” Deuce whispered, watching the erotic act before him.
He stood at the foot of the bed, drinking in his mate’s beauty and willing submission. Climbing over the footboard, he crawled up the bed to cover her body. He took her hand in his and lifted her wet finger to his mouth, sucking her juices from
it slowly and growling at the taste of her desire.
“Gracie,” he whispered, settling between her legs and covering her chest as he devoured her mouth.
Gracie’s arms surrounded him and held him tightly against her body. She kissed him with every ounce of passion in her. There was not one bit of shame or embarrassment within her. She only felt love for this man, and she felt right in sharing herself with him without reservation.
“Deuce,” she whispered when his mouth left hers. She watched him as he pulled back and lost herself in the softness of his blue eyes as he looked down at her. She had no idea what she wanted to say. There was too much to say, too many feelings to sort through, and she was overwhelmed with it all.
“I’ve got you, darlin’,” he told her, petting her face gently. “You can let it go.”
“Deuce, it’s too much,” she whimpered.
“I know, Gracie. Look at me, honey. Breathe with me.”
She looked at him and allowed him to help her pace her breathing. He didn’t move. He just held her as she worked to calm herself. When she was sufficiently calmed, he smiled down at her and kissed her lips lightly.
“I think it would be best if you come for me before I insert the pleasure balls, Gracie.”
“You think so?”
“Absolutely. Having them inside you most of the afternoon might be too much for you otherwise.”
He kissed her lips then traveled down her body, paying special attention to her breasts and nipples, loving the sounds of pleasure that escaped her as he suckled and nipped at her. Kissing the underside of each of her full breasts, he followed the path down the center of her body, pausing at her belly to kiss it lightly. The thought of his baby growing inside of her made him close his eyes as he said another blessing for the fertility of his mate. He opened his eyes and rubbed his cheek against her abdomen, wishing that she was already pregnant.
Spreading her legs wider with his shoulders, he kissed her inner thighs before settling against her core, breathing in deeply and appreciating the smell of her arousal. He kissed her mound tenderly, rubbing his cheek against her curls before reaching up to spread her lips and lick at her dripping channel.
He would never get enough of her. Extending his tongue, he pushed inside her, lapping up the fresh rush of cream that escaped her at his touch. When he licked up through her beautiful, pink folds and latched onto her swollen clit, she exploded beneath him, her hips jerking from the pleasure he gave her.
Not waiting for her orgasm to abate, he took the pleasure balls and slowly inserted them into Gracie’s dripping channel. He pushed them to seat them at just the right depth, making sure that the loop hung outside of her body.
Kissing her sweet pussy one last time, he climbed up her body and held her gently within his embrace. She snuggled into him immediately, wrapping her arms around his back and hugging him tightly.
“Feel better, honey?” he whispered, kissing her cheek lightly.
“Mmmmm,” she answered, unable to form coherent words at the moment.
He chuckled lightly, looking down at her satisfied expression. “I think you’re doing just fine,” he told her, kissing her neck before biting down on it lightly.
“Deuce, I want you,” she whispered, pulling at his hair lightly.
“That may be a little difficult now that you’re filled with the pleasure balls,” he teased her. “That will have to wait until you come back from your apartment.”
Gracie moaned, reaching down to cup him through his jeans, squeezing lightly and pulling up slightly. “Take off your clothes, now,” she demanded.
“Bossy little minx,” he told her, moaning into her shoulder as she continued to stroke him.
“Stop talking and start getting naked,” she demanded.
Deuce chuckled and carefully removed himself from the bed. He pulled his T-shirt over his head then started working on unbuckling his belt.
“Once I’m naked, what do you expect me to do, honey?”
Gracie watched him silently, her eyes flashing with appreciation as he toed off his boots, dropped his pants, and stood before her naked. She reached out to touch his fully erect shaft, moaning as the weighted balls inside of her shifted with her movements.
He moved toward her, kneeling beside her on the bed and reaching out to pet her hip lightly. “Now what, Gracie?” he teased her as he caressed her breast and tugged at her turgid nipple.
“Straddle my chest,” she told him, gasping as little waves of pleasure surged through her channel.
His eyebrows rose in surprise, but he did as she instructed, his knees tucked on either side of her chest beneath her armpits as he hovered over her. Before he could ask her what she wanted him to do, she leaned up and sucked his sac into her mouth and ran her tongue around his balls, pulling a moan of appreciation from him.
“Baby,” he groaned.
She pulled off his sac and reached up to grab his shaft, pulling it down toward her mouth and licking at the tip lightly, taking the bead of pre-cum onto her tongue and humming with appreciation. “Grab the headboard, Deuce,” she told him softly. “Hold on tightly and enjoy yourself.”
He did as she asked, his hands tightening on the headboard to steady himself. When she opened her mouth and took his cock inside it, he growled at the feel of her pushing down his length as she grabbed his hips and pulled him forward to sink deeper into the warm wetness of her sweet mouth. He tried to pull back, afraid he would choke her, but she refused to let him. She pulled him closer, swallowing and taking him deeper into her throat.
He looked down at the beautiful sight of her lips wrapped around his cock and knew he wasn’t going to last long. Watching the erotic way his shaft disappeared into her mouth, hearing and feeling her hum of pleasure, and feeling her swallowing him down, her throat muscles caressing him, he knew he was going to lose it pretty quickly.
“Careful, Gracie,” he cautioned her. “I don’t want to hurt you.”
Instead of stopping, she pushed at his hips then pulled him back, creating the tempo she wanted him to follow as he pumped into her. Once he got the rhythm going, she released her hold on his hips to gently hold his sac in her hand and roll its delicate contents.
His moans filled the bedroom. Pleasure surged through him. His chest constricted with happiness, and his balls drew up tightly against his body as his mate showed him how much she desired him.
“I’m going to come, honey. Let me go so I can pull out,” he told her, his voice tight as he tried to hold off his orgasm.
Instead of letting him go, Gracie reached up and held onto his hips to keep him within her mouth. She exerted just enough pressure on his cock with her teeth to let him know that she wasn’t going to allow him to pull out until he gave her everything she wanted. Something in him broke at that moment, knowing that she wanted him to come in her mouth.
His hips stuttered slightly as he pumped into her two more times before he reached down and held her head still as he filled her with his release. His cock jerked with each spurt that shot into her mouth, and he groaned as he felt her throat muscles constricting as she swallowed down all he had to offer her. His shout of pleasure filled the silence of the room, and he did nothing to prevent her from hearing every groan of pleasure she pulled from him as she continued sucking.
When the last drop of seed left his body, she allowed him to pull back until his cock just kissed her lips. Reaching up, she tenderly held his cock, squeezing it gently until one more drop of seed appeared at the tip. She licked it up slowly then laved his entire length, paying particular attention to the large veins on the underside of his shaft, and then she kissed the head.
Pulling from her hands, he moved to lie down beside her and carefully draw her into his embrace. He kissed her tenderly, pushing his tongue into her mouth and tasting his release.
“Thank you, honey,” he whispered against her lips. “That was incredible.”
Gracie smiled and rested her head against his chest. “You’re v
ery welcome,” she told him softly. “I like the way you taste.”
He kissed her again, holding her tightly against his chest. When she dragged her nails across his chest he moaned in appreciation.
He decided at that moment that when she returned from her apartment, they were going to have an important discussion. He was not going to let another day pass by without her totally understanding that he loved her deeply, and he was claiming her as his mate.
* * * *
Gracie could barely concentrate. The pleasure balls inside of her were constantly shifting as she moved about her apartment. The intense feelings of stimulation that surged through her were nearly mind shattering. She could barely walk without moaning at the sensations the balls sent through her. When she got back to the ranch, she was going to make sure Deuce got an earful.
Tugging her filled suitcase off her bed, she rolled it toward the front door of her apartment, groaning as the weighted balls shifted within her once again. She could feel the wetness dripping from between her legs. She knew that her panties were soaked. She had already changed them once since she had been at her apartment, but the next pair she had donned had also been quickly soaked by her cream.
Grabbing her purse and the bag containing her laptop, she pulled open the front door of her apartment. Rolling the heavy suitcase out into the hallway, she turned and locked the door, locking the dead bolt as well before turning and making her way to the elevator.
She did her best to control her breathing and calm her pulse as she waited patiently for the elevator doors to open. If she didn’t move, the balls remained still. She could do this. She just had to get to her car and make the forty-five-minute drive out of the city to get to the McKade Ranch.
The elevator doors opened, and she stepped inside it quickly, settling her suitcase beside her and pushing the lobby button. She sighed heavily as the balls shifted within her once again. Resting her palm against the elevator wall, she forced herself to take deep, even breaths as the car moved downward.
Once the doors opened to the lobby, she tugged at her suitcase and made her way to the tenants’ parking lot. Going to her car, she popped the trunk open and lifted her suitcase, throwing it inside quickly, unable to prevent the moan that escaped her as the movement caused the weights inside of her to shift once again.
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