He changed the angle his cock penetrated her with by sliding one forearm beneath her hips. With each thrust of his cock, his pubic bone collided with her clitoris as he sought the sweet spot inside her. Her second orgasm had not even faded before she began reaching again. He watched her sweet, blushing face as he stroked her. She was so beautiful and uninhibited in her pleasure.
He whispered words of encouragement, turned on by the sounds she made in her ecstasy. A euphoric smile passed over her face, and he groaned deeply when he felt her pussy go slick around him with her gushing juices. She sobbed in rapture as he drew the sweetest rippling orgasm from her. She drenched them both in the juices that flowed from her.
She breathlessly told him, “Roll over, let me ride you as you come, Adam.”
Chapter Thirty-Five
He didn’t know what reserve she called the strength from after that powerful orgasm, but she managed somehow as he gathered her to him and rolled them over so that she was on top of him, still joined to him. She placed her palms on his pecs and rose over him, sitting up, putting her weight on her knees and shins. She began a slow pumping rhythm, her hair falling around her shoulders and breasts in blonde waves.
She arched her back, and her lush breasts swayed with her movements. If he hadn’t felt the release rushing through him like a wildfire, he could have stayed that way for hours, just enjoying the sight of her sensual movements. Rising and falling over his hard cock, drenched in her copious juices, she raised her arms slowly over her head in lissome arcs. She tilted her head back, and he was spellbound by the grace and beauty with which she made love to him.
“Beautiful,” she whispered as she clasped hands with his and rose up on her knees and began riding his cock in a hard, unrelenting rhythm, her muscles clenching as he moaned and cried out, so close to coming himself.
She tightened on him, riding hard and fast. He thrust into her with powerful strokes in a perfect concert of movement, his orgasm boiling through his body like a volcanic eruption, until she sent them both over the edge. Adam roared in pure primal abandon beneath her, his hands holding her hips tightly as she rode every short, explosive pulse of her fourth orgasm to utter satiation.
When he came back to himself, his hands slid to her breasts, lovingly cupping them, and then up her chest to her throat. He softly drew her to him in a blissful kiss before he pulled her down to lie on his chest. She was still joined to him, her hair now fanned out over his shoulders like a mantle. With gentle care, he held his hand across her luscious ass and pushed on each knee one at a time, prompting her to lower and straighten her legs to his so they were entwined. He didn’t want to leave her lush, pulsing warmth, but he wanted her to be comfortable. Her sweet body felt languid and utterly satisfying as she melted over him.
She never lifted her head or moved as he reached for and pulled the sheet and blanket over their limp bodies. He laid an arm across her ass and laid the other hand on her back, and that was how they fell asleep. Satisfied and exhausted.
She woke to the feel of Ethan’s warm hand on her back, sliding gently back and forth.
“Hey, Sleeping Beauty, we have lunch ready on the table when y’all are ready to join us.” He left the room, giving them a minute to wake up.
She still lay in the position she’d been in when she drifted off to sleep earlier, lying on top of him, their limbs tangled together. She looked up to find Adam watching her through luminous green eyes.
“Hi, sleepyhead.” Adam slid his warm hand over her bare ass under the covers, squeezing gently.
“Hi, how long have you been awake?”
“A while, but I couldn’t bear to wake you up. I love to watch you when you sleep, and you’re so warm. I was enjoying the moment, I guess.”
She shifted on him, and as she did, she felt his softened cock finally slide from her body. Her head fell back to his chest, and they both groaned a little. “That was interesting.” She giggled.
“We’d better get up before my cock takes a notion to return there and we miss lunch altogether.” He helped her to sit up and climb off of him. She hated to move away from his tantalizing warmth. She felt serene and quiet as she went into the bathroom and turned on the shower, quickly pinning her hair up she peeked out at him. “Join me?”
He came to her in the shower, bathed quickly, then took her washcloth from her and carefully washed her. He was quiet, too. Contented. After they finished, he took her in his arms and kissed her long, slow and tenderly. She adored this gentle lover in Adam as much as the wild one.
Adam left the bathroom with a towel wrapped loosely around his hips as she slipped into the closet and got dressed in a pretty red demi bra and panty set, then put on blue denim capri pants and a bright red form-fitting V-neck top and strappy sandals.
Jack had made barbeque sandwiches for everyone. They must have napped a long while because both Jack and Ethan had already showered and dressed, besides having lunch ready. She was surprised when she saw the time. One thirty.
Ethan kissed her neck as he came to the table and pulled out a chair. “Why don’t you eat and then we’ll see about ordering that computer,” he said as Jack slid a plate in front of her.
“How does your arm feel, Ethan?” she asked, kissing him.
“Not as stiff. My wounds are healing well. I didn’t have any trouble with them at all this morning.”
“You heal really fast. It’s only been five days.”
“That’s what my mom always said. I’d be healed up from one misadventure, and before she knew it, I’d need to go get stitches or have a bone set. The stories she could tell you.”
As he said the words, it occurred to her she only knew Jack’s dad. She had not met Adam or Ethan’s family yet. Jack’s dad and his sister, Anne, were just down the road, but what about the rest of them? Would they approve of her? Did they know? Would they like her? She ate her sandwich in silence, wondering how she’d ever be able to keep straight who knew and who didn’t. As usual, Ethan took one look at her and knew exactly what she was thinking.
“They’ll love you, Grace. They’re in the RV traveling right now. They wanted to drive up around North Carolina and see what it’s like this time of year. They left last week, needing to get away for a while. They left right after the burial. I called them and told them, and they’re very excited. Mom flipped when I told her about getting shot, but like I said, she’s used to me and my misadventures. She said she can’t wait to meet you, officially, and, yes, they know about the four of us. They’ve known that’s what we wanted for a long time. I think you’re going to be surprised by how supportive our families are. Jack has a couple of older siblings who don’t approve, but ask him if he gives a rat’s ass.”
“Adam, what about your parents? Are they all right with all of this?”
“They are better than all right. They were also at the funeral and remember you. Mom said you’ve waited on her a couple of times at Stigall’s when she’s gone in to shop for Dad. They’re just trying to give us a little breathing room from everything that’s been going on. Give the dust a chance to settle.”
“And your dad, Jack? What about him?’
“Dad agreed with Mom about that subject. One of these days, we’ll take you to visit the cemetery at the ranch and show you around. I think it will explain why it’s so easy for them to accept you. Don’t worry needlessly, darlin’.”
“Can’t you tell me?”
“I’d rather show you. It’d be better. It’s not a big deal. It’ll just explain a lot.”
“Now you’ve made me curious.”
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After lunch, Grace ordered her laptop computer. Ethan helped her build one that would meet or exceed her future needs. She told him someday she might like to take up writing, and he made sure she had the word processing program that would meet that need. The option to order her computer in a color came up.
There was a time when she would’ve shrunk from ordering anything that might draw attention to h
er own sense of style, fearing negative input. She looked at the array of colors, and spotted a swirling flourish design in a pink that brought out the naughty girl in her. She bit her lip and pointed at it, then glanced at him, wondering what he would think.
He chuckled at her choice color and encouraged her. “Go for it, Grace, you know you want to. This is your time, your computer, and your money. Nowadays everyone expresses themselves with their laptop design and color scheme. Look, there’s even a matching carrying case and all sorts of accessories in that color. Jack, Adam, come look at what we found. Gracie’s trying to decide. It’s just right, isn’t it, Jack?” Ethan asked as Jack and Adam came up behind them at the dining table.
“Looks pretty close to me. What do you think, Jack?” Adam said, chuckling at her color choice.
“It looks about right to me, too,” Jack agreed.
“You’re right. I should go for it,” Grace said.
“No one but the four of us would even know the significance of that color, and you know you’d enjoy using it.” Ethan said, stroking her shoulder. “We’d enjoy seeing you use it. It would be our inside joke. Maybe it even might inspire you to write trashy novels someday. When you’re old and gray and a famous author, someone will interview you, and you can tell them about the laptop you wrote your first novel on and how it was pink. But not just any pink. You can tell them it was your husbands’ favorite color because it reminded them of your—”
Click. ”Okay, I did it!” She grinned, laughing as they tickled her and kissed her. “And they’re not ’trashy novels,’ they’re erotic romances!” She shrieked then giggled as they tickled her.
“I don’t know, Ethan,” Adam said playfully, nipping at her neck and making her chortle. “We checked the flower, but maybe we should check the main source of that particular shade of pink. It might be more of a rose or mauve color. It pays to be accurate.”
“Now see?” Ethan slid a hand over her hip. Her body literally sang with joy at the way they played and teased with her. “Aren’t you glad you did that? You love pink, and you’ve never indulged yourself in buying something in an impractical color before. Now you can afford to. I’ll throw in all the accessories in the same shade and that fancy frickin’ pink crocodile carrying case that has Gracie written all over it! Let’s finish this order up.” Ethan wrapped an arm around her as they placed the order. It was a big deal to her that he’d helped her. She wasn’t sure she could have waded through all the techno lingo on her own.
After they finished placing the order, she went into her bedroom to tidy things up. She stripped the sheets from the bed, and Adam and Jack put fresh ones on for her.
“I’m spoiled.”
“Uh-huh,” Adam put a fresh case on one of her pillows, “just like we want you to be.”
She tidied and threw out the used up candles. “I should go check on the house. I need to pack all my stuff and figure out what to do with it.”
“I checked the house early Monday morning,” Jack said as Ethan joined them, having heard her comment. “The workmen were finished. The blue tarp is still on because we need to have a few shingles replaced. The only thing left to do is decide if you want to replace the tub, since it has that big dent in it now. The workmen even cleaned up after themselves. I’ve arranged to have the roof taken care of and whatever you want to do about the tub.”
Ethan picked up a pillowcase and began putting it on a pillow. “If you’d like, I can get boxes for you one day and we can all help you pack up next week. If we all help, it shouldn’t take long.”
“I feel like I’ve taken up a lot of time that you would normally devote to your businesses. I hate to keep imposing upon you.”
“You know, there really is no hurry,” Ethan reminded her. “It’s not like you’re vacating on a deadline. Why don’t I help you one day this week if you can find the time? We’ll go over there and pack up all your clothes and shoes and other necessities and empty out your refrigerator. When things have settled down some and you’ve had a chance to decide whether you want to sell it or rent it out, then you can pack up and clean it out. No need to get in a rush.”
Grace thanked him for being the voice of reason. They finished making the bed for her and then went into the living room.
“Jack? Have you thought about when you’d like to get married? Do you have a date in mind?” She sat with him on the couch. He lifted her feet onto his lap, slipped her sandals off, and began gently rubbing her feet.
“How much time do you need to plan a wedding?”
“Do you want to go to the courthouse or get married in a church?”
“Darlin’, the courthouse would be the easiest and quickest way, but it’s not really what any of us want for you. You’re only getting married once, and we want it to be special and romantic for you. If you want to keep it small, that’s fine, but we’d like it to be in a church or outside, maybe, and as soon as you can comfortably pull it together.”
“I know you are worried about all the details, Gracie.” Ethan brought his laptop and sat down in the overstuffed chair across from her. “But Charity already said she’d help, and I think if we all sat down together, we could come up with a plan that will include all the things you want for your wedding, and as few of the hassles as possible. And you have all of us to fall back on.”
“I wish I could be legally married to all three of you.”
“We do, too, baby,” Adam replied, sitting down and letting her rest her head in his lap. He spread her hair out over his legs, running his fingers through it and massaging her scalp.
“That feels good.”
“You and I will be legally married,” Jack explained, “and then a good friend of ours will perform a binding ceremony, just like the traditional marriage ceremony, that includes the three of us as your husbands. We’ll do it in private right after, when everyone thinks we’re taking pictures before the reception.”
“When you picture me walking down the aisle, what do you imagine my dress looking like?”
Ethan replied first. “Simple and classic, but not informal, definitely a long dress.”
Adam added, “Not a lot of petticoats and fluffy stuff, something with pretty trim around the bust. You know us, babe, we love your breasts.” He grinned down at her.
Jack said, “Something you could feel comfortable and beautiful in. I’m with Adam. No big poofy skirt with too much material, and Ethan is right, too, not an informal dress. We can afford to get you anything you want, within reason.”
“You know we can always look online,” Grace said. “I’ll bet I have better luck finding a good selection of plus-size gowns online than I will shopping in stores. A lot easier on the feet, too.”
Ethan laughed as he typed on the laptop. “Good luck getting away from Charity. You know she’s going to drag you to every bridal shop in a one hundred mile radius of here. Come here, sweet thing. I Googled some plus-size wedding dresses.” He patted his lap.
They found a couple of the big online superstores that carried plus-size wedding gowns. He scrolled through a few. “It’s too bad they advertise plus-size gowns and then show it on a model that is built like a stick. Not a good way to sell gowns, I would think.”
They both said “Ooooh!” at the same time, pointing to the same gown, then laughed. Adam and Jack grinned and came and stood behind the chair and took a look. It was a strapless A-line organza with pale pink beaded embroidery at the bust, scattered around the skirt, and then at the back. “You’d look beautiful in something like this in a softer, more flowing fabric. Soft and silky with some movement to it,” Ethan said pointing at the screen.
“I think you’re right. Do you want to help me pick it out, or do you want to be surprised?”
“I want to help,” Ethan said, grinning.
“I want to help, too,” Adam said.
“I want you to surprise me, darlin’,” Jack said. “I want to see it for the first time when you’re coming down the aisle.”
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p; “Ooooh! This is going to be so much fun!” Grace squealed, rubbing her hands together. “It’s going to be perfect! But we’re not fooling around in any dressing rooms, boys, got it?”
In unison, Ethan and Adam said glumly, “Yes, ma’am.”
“This was how I was hoping it would be for you, to have fun putting it all together.” Jack kissed the top of her head.
“I’ll have y’all to help me keep it together. It’s when a bride takes on every little detail that she loses her ever-lovin’ marbles.”
“We’ll sit down soon and make some plans, set a budget, and most importantly, set a date.” Jack knelt in front of her, and she leaned forward to kiss him.
She turned to look back at Ethan as she sat in his lap, then at Jack and over to Adam. “There is something about you guys that makes all this so much easier for me, and I want you to know I appreciate it. Earlier, I was with you on the couch when you were rubbing my feet. Then Adam came and laid my head in his lap and ran his fingers through my hair. You released me to go to Ethan, without any reservation or jealousy. You didn’t mind.”
She placed a palm on Adam’s cheek as he came and knelt in front of her, too. “If I had even an inkling that you minded, it would make me feel guilty. Because you release me to each other like that, I don’t hold back at all from showing you affection. I think that if I felt guilty for leaving one to pay attention to the other that I might not go to you to kiss you and love on you as often. You make it easy for me to be with all of you. Loving all three of you is freeing for me.” She lay back in Ethan’s arms and breathed out, “I live in heaven.”
“Gracie, we work at loving you as a group and not only as individuals. We feel like if we keep you satisfied and happy with us, we make it easier for you to love us.” Ethan clasped his fingers in hers. “Guilt could throw a relationship like ours out of balance, with you constantly trying to make it up to us. If we make time to be alone with each other, whatever needs we have that are individual needs are met, and everyone is happy. We feel like we live in heaven.”
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