“Lift up, baby,” he whispered, smiling when she immediately lifted up and allowed him to pull her slippers, socks, and pants from her body.
“Now what fun is this?” Gracie asked him softly. “You’re not naked and I am. Something is wrong with this picture.”
Deuce turned her so that she sat on his lap with her back to his chest and her legs spread wide to frame the outside of his thighs. “I think this is perfect,” he told her as he carefully ran his hands over her breasts and pulled at each nipple until it was peaked and aching. She moaned and leaned back against him, holding her hands over his as he played her body to perfection.
“Nice,” she whispered, turning her head slightly so she could kiss his jaw. “Love you.”
“Love you, too, honey,” he whispered, his hands caressing her belly lightly before settling intimately against her mound.
Her moan of need filled the living room as his fingers gently parted her folds, and he slid into the welcoming wetness of her body. He smiled to himself, loving how her body always responded immediately to his touch.
He rubbed his finger along the pink folds, dipping into her pussy with each third caress to gather her cream. Pulling his finger out of her warmth, he rubbed her already swollen clit firmly. Her hips shot up to meet his touch, and she covered his hand with her own to press him against her core.
“Deuce,” she moaned.
“I’ve got you, baby,” he told her softly, continuing his assault on her clit as he kissed her neck lightly.
He circled her clit continuously, loving how her body melted against him. She lay content and open to his touch, moaning as he stroked and pressed against her button. Time melted away as he gave himself completely to her scent and sounds, knowing she was close when he felt her body tightening beneath his hand.
“Come for me, Gracie,” he whispered, biting down on her shoulder as he applied just the right amount of pressure she needed to send her into orgasm.
Gracie’s soft scream made him smile. He loved when he made her lose control. She needed to lose control every once in a while. He needed to give her that gift.
She panted quickly, holding his hand against her still quivering pussy. He slid his finger deep inside her, loving the warmth, the wetness, and the contractions of her vaginal walls around his finger. His cock was throbbing in his jeans with the need to bury himself deep within her body.
“James,” she whispered, looking up at him.
“What, baby?”
“Starfish.”
Deuce bolted from the recliner, taking Gracie with him as he headed toward the stairs, taking them two at a time and kicking open their bedroom door. He walked to their bed and set her down gently, his breathing labored as he fought to control the intense need he had for her at that moment.
“Get on your knees, baby,” he told her firmly.
Gracie moved as quickly as her swollen belly would allow her to. She knelt in the middle of the bed, resting on her hands as she looked over her shoulder to watch her husband as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to center himself. When he opened them and she recognized the raw hunger he had for her, her heart fluttered in her chest as she saw his desire for her.
Walking to the bedside table, he opened the top drawer and pulled out a red silk blindfold. Kneeling beside her, he reached beneath her body to caress her swollen breasts, leaning forward to kiss her shoulder lightly.
Pulling back, he wrapped the soft blindfold across her eyes and tied it behind her head, just below her beautiful hair that she had pulled into a ponytail at the crown of her head. Once the blindfold was securely in place, he leaned forward and kissed her cheek.
“Lean down and rest your face on the pillow, honey,” he whispered.
Gracie complied with his command immediately, tucking her hands beneath the pillow to get comfortable. Her ass was high in the air, presenting herself to her mate without fear.
Deuce pulled the arm restraints from beneath the mattress, securing one on her arm just below her armpit. He repeated the process to the other arm, kissing Gracie’s shoulder lightly as he adjusted the straps so she wouldn’t be able to move from her current position.
“You doing okay, honey?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
“Good.”
He kissed her neck, licking at their mating mark and smiling at the contented hum that left his mate. Reaching down, he pulled the leg restraints from beneath the bottom of the mattress and ran his hand up the length of her from foot to thigh.
“Spread your legs wider, honey,” he told her softly.
Gracie immediately spread her legs wider. Deuce growled at the scent of his mate’s arousal as it reached him. He covered her mound possessively, inserting his thumb into her dripping pussy and pumping it slightly. Gracie moved slightly, whimpering lightly at his touch. Pulling his thumb from her, he licked it clean.
“Absolutely delicious,” he told her, kissing her butt cheek lightly.
Grabbing the restraint, he secured it around her upper thigh then did the same to her other leg with the opposite restraint. Adjusting the length slightly, he pulled her legs further apart until she was securely held in place.
Stepping back, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty of his mate in complete submission. She took his breath away. She gave him everything that he needed and then some. She was his love. She was his life.
Taking his clothes off slowly, he watched as her cream dripped down her thighs, proving how much she wanted this with him. He climbed up behind her and began loving her at her mating mark, bestowing gentle kisses down the length of her body. When he reached her behind, he spread her cheeks and repeatedly swiped his tongue over and around her puckered hole. When she was continuously moaning beneath him, he dragged his mouth to her dripping pussy and latched onto her slick folds, sucking deeply and tasting her sweet cream.
When he sucked her clit deep into his mouth and applied quick licks against it, she screamed her release and shook with desire. He took hold of his aching shaft, placed it at her ready channel, and plunged deeply with one hard thrust.
Gracie’s gasp of pleasure made him smile. This woman was more that perfect for him. He pulled out and slammed back home, his balls slapping at her already sensitive clit over and over again as he picked up speed and set a punishing rhythm. The way her body squeezed his cock was absolutely delicious. He knew he wasn’t going to last. She was too good, too tight, and it felt too right.
He leaned forward and lay over her back, biting her shoulder as he reached below and pinched her clit hard. Gracie screamed below him as she was sent into a star field of beauty. He followed her into that ascent, his cock erupting with spurt after spurt of seed that filled her to overflowing.
As they both came down from the high of their releases, Deuce carefully released each restraint, rubbing her limbs gently to ease the blood flow and feeling back into her muscles. He held her body beneath him as he lowered her gently to the mattress, turning her on her right side to settle comfortably. He kissed her mating mark softly before nuzzling against the side of her neck.
“I’ll be right back, sweetheart,” he whispered, leaving the bed to clean up before returning with a warm cloth to take care of his woman.
Turning her carefully onto her back, he spread her legs wide, his hands at her thighs to keep her open. He smiled at the sated woman who looked up at him.
“How are you, Gracie?” he asked her softly as he wiped the warm cloth through her swollen folds and gently wiped away their combined releases from her body.
“Tired,” she whispered.
He smiled as he threw the cloth to the side of the bed and climbed up to settle beside her. He took her in his arms and settled her on her back with her legs raised to settle over the top of his as he braced her body against his. He reached out to pull the sheet and quilt over their cooling bodies. He rubbed her belly soothingly, smiling as his baby moved slightly against his hand.
“I love you,” he wh
ispered, kissing her temple lightly.
“I love you,” she whispered back.
He closed his eyes and held her tightly. When he felt and heard her giggle, he opened his eyes and looked down at her, enjoying the smile on her face.
“Why are you giggling?”
“I was just thinking. You said that orgasms trigger labor.”
Deuce’s heart slammed in his chest. “Are you in labor, honey?”
“No,” she told him, another giggle erupting from her, “but if orgasms trigger labor, I will be soon. You definitely gave me enough orgasms just now, cowboy.”
Deuce smiled and pulled her tighter against his body. “Rest, honey. If you’re up to it after you sleep for a while, I’ll give you a few more.”
Gracie laughed softly. “Okay. It’s a deal.”
* * * *
Gracie’s cell phone rang suddenly, scaring her. She reached for it quickly. Seeing Deuce’s name on the display, she touched the screen to connect the call.
“Hello, sexy man,” she greeting him happily.
“You’d better be talking to me,” Deuce warned her.
“Oh, it’s you,” Gracie teased him. “I guess you caught me waiting for a call from my lover.”
“Gracie Lee,” he growled.
There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone. She worried that she had teased him too much. She knew he was possessive and protective, but she didn’t think she had given him any cause to be jealous.
“You should know by now that I have never loved anyone but you in my entire life. And I will never love anyone but you for the rest of my life.” Her voice was soft as she spoke to him, but there was a bit of anger in it, too.
“I love you, honey,” he finally answered her. “I think maybe I need to feel you in my arms to settle my jealousy.”
“Sounds good to me,” she told him, relieved. “When will you be home?”
“I just arrived in town, and I’m heading into the grocery store. The roads are starting to get pretty slick. Driving will probably be dangerous within the next couple of hours,” he told her honestly. “I’m going to stock up on groceries and supplies then I’ll head home. Are you doing okay, baby?”
“I’m fine,” she told him honestly. “I’m just finishing up in the office. For some reason, I wasn’t able to get all my work finished before lunch. You don’t happen to know why that might be, do you?”
Deuce chuckled. “I have no idea, honey,” he teased her.
“Yeah, I just bet you have no idea.”
“You sure looked beautiful all sleepy and naked when I left you in bed,” he told her softly.
“I wish you had woken me up before you left,” she told him. “I didn’t like waking up without you next to me.”
“Honey, you were tired. You need your rest. As much as I wanted to kiss you awake, I had to think of you and our baby.”
“Okay,” she grudgingly accepted his words. “I hate it when you’re right.”
There was silence on the other end of the connection.
“Are you about to say something smug, Deuce McKade?” she accused him.
“No, Gracie. I was just basking in the knowledge that my mate knows that I’m right.”
“Arrogant man!”
“Beautiful mate!”
Gracie smiled. How she loved him.
“I’m going to snuggle under the quilts in the big recliner and wait for you. You can join me when you get home.” Deuce’s chuckle made her smile.
“That sounds like a good idea,” he told her. “I’ll settle the horses when I get home and make sure the ranch is secure before I come inside. Once I’m inside, I’m not leaving you. It looks like it’s going to be a rough night. The state troopers have already released warning announcements on the radio stations telling people to get on home and stay put. The plows will be out throughout the night. They’re preparing for massive power outages and we need to be ready. Luckily, the power generators for the ranch will see us through if we need them.”
“James, please be careful driving home,” she told him quietly. “I love you.”
“I love you, Gracie,” he told her quickly. “Don’t worry, honey. I’m going to stock up quickly and get back on the road to come home to you. My truck is good in the snow. I’ll be fine. You get some rest, and I’ll be home before you know it.”
“Okay. The baby and I will be waiting for you.”
“Gracie?”
“What?”
“Are you in labor?”
“No, Deuce. I’m not in labor. Come home please so I can love on you.”
“Hot damn! I’ll be there as soon as I can.”
Gracie giggled. “Be careful, Mate. I love you.”
“Not nearly as much as I love you. Rest, honey.”
Gracie smiled. “I will. Be safe.”
“I will.”
Gracie disconnected the call and leaned back in the high-backed office chair and rested for a moment. She rubbed her belly soothingly, realizing that she was having a mild contraction. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, doing her best to relax and ride through the pain that was beginning to increase in intensity.
She thought briefly about calling Deuce back to let him know that she might be starting labor but decided against it. There was no point in getting him worried. She knew he would just rush home and possibly get into an accident. The roads were already beginning to get treacherous from the early April storm. She needed him to get the groceries and supplies he was intent on getting and drive home safely.
By the time he reached the ranch, she thought maybe her labor will have really begun, and he could be there with her to help her until they had to get to the hospital. Besides, she had only had one mild contraction. It could be the beginning of labor or it could be a false alarm. She would remain calm and wait it out. Deuce would be home soon enough.
Sitting forward, she saved and closed all the documents and spreadsheets she was working on then shut down the computer. She straightened all the papers on the desk, satisfied when everything was neat and orderly. She was all caught up on the ranch work and knew she would be able to take it easy for a few days. There was nothing pressing for her to keep an eye on.
Standing, she picked up her cell phone, walked to the office door, shut off the light, and walked out into the living room. Going over to the fireplace, she picked up a log and carefully placed it on the already burning fire. She straightened and rubbed at her lower back, trying to ease the ache that plagued her. She thought about calling Deuce when the ache grew in intensity, pushing it into the level of pain rather than discomfort.
Sitting down in the recliner, she covered herself with the quilt that rested on the arm of the chair. Leaning back into the softness of the overstuffed chair, she closed her eyes and took deep, even breaths. In a matter of moments she was asleep.
The wind howled around the house as the storm picked up and the snow began to come down at a faster rate. It was getting darker as late afternoon turned to early evening. Still Deuce did not come home. Gracie moved restlessly as another pain gripped her, pulling her awake. She rubbed at her belly soothingly until the pain eased. She was completely awake and looked at the clock on the mantle, realizing that she had slept for nearly three hours. The fire had died down to a soft glow, and the house was quiet except for the ticking of the anniversary clock that sat atop the mantle over the fireplace.
She worried that Deuce wasn’t home yet. She pushed herself up from the chair, holding her lower back with her right hand as she walked toward the fireplace. Picking up another log, she dropped it on the slowly burning embers, waiting until she saw it catch fire before picking up another log and tossing it further into the fireplace.
The pain that hit her at that moment made her gasp with its intensity. When she felt the sudden rush of warm fluid that gushed from between her legs to completely soak her sweatpants, she grabbed the mantle of the fireplace and held on until the pain dissipated.
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p; Turning, she picked up her phone, fumbling with it as her hands shook. Before she could get a firm grip on it, the phone fell from her hand and dropped to the floor, breaking apart as it hit the wood floor.
Gracie whimpered as she bent down to pick up the pieces of the phone. She knew immediately that there was no way she was going to be able to salvage it. Walking over to the house phone that sat on the end table next to the couch, she picked up the receiver with the intention of calling Deuce. The line was dead.
Walking as quickly as she could, she entered the office and picked up the phone that was designated just for ranch business. It, too, was dead.
Another pain gripped her, and she bent over from the strength of it. She held onto the desk and breathed through the pain, counting in her mind to help her get through the arc of the contraction. When the pain eased off, she straightened and slowly made her way out of the office, up the staircase, and into their bedroom.
Pulling the clothes from her body, she set them on the counter in the bathroom and slid open the glass door to the shower enclosure. Turning on the water, she adjusted the temperature so that it was warm and soothing then turned the dial to the shower setting and stepped under the cascade of water.
She rocked from side to side, her hands firm on the tiles before her as another pain took her. The warmth of the water helped her relax and get through each contraction, but she wanted Deuce. She needed him to hold her and help her have their baby. She trusted him to know what to do. He had helped many animals have their young, and he had helped Melanie bring Mary Grace into the world. He would be able to help her.
The pains intensified in strength and grew closer together. It wasn’t long before they were completely on top of each other, barely giving her time to recover from one when the next one took hold. She stayed under the warmth of the spray, rocking back and forth, trying to ease her baby into the world.
She felt the sudden need to push. Everything in her body demanded that she push. Squatting down, she gripped her shins and used all her strength to bear down. The pain was excruciating. As much as she tried to control it and deal with it, she couldn’t. Fear gripped her that she was going to lose her baby. With the last bit of strength she had, she bore down with all her might but wasn’t able to push her child into the world. The pain intensified and Gracie found herself screaming.
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