Gracie's Plan

by Rose Lange

  “You’re incredible,” he groaned.

  Annabelle smiled flirtatiously, letting her hair cover her breasts, and skim over her shoulders. She didn’t know what possessed her to get on top, but somehow, it felt right. She wanted him in the worst way. Wanted him to see all of her. Wanted nothing between them just flesh against flesh. Slowly tossing her hair back, she once again exposed herself, jutting out her breasts proudly, reveling in how his eyes roved over her nakedness hungrily, so feral and wickedly seductive. She could feel the tension in his body, knowing she was pushing him over the edge. Then he took her by surprise, and rolled them both over until she was on her back, their bodies still connected.

  “You aren’t the only one with tricks up their sleeve.” He smiled sly as a fox.

  Annabelle looked up into his eyes, feeling sexy and desired when her gaze connected with his. His eyes dark and sensual, heavy-lidded with still unfulfilled longing. He bent to take her mouth and she was home. He slowly caressed her arm with his free hand, and it sent shivers up and down her spine.

  Kade looked at her like he was ready to devour her whole, and as though he couldn’t get enough of her. Then he cradled her face in his hands and softly, reverently, placed a kiss on her forehead. She closed her eyes against the moisture pooling in them, so overcome with emotion and love for this man, and kept them closed as he scattered kisses on her eyelids, above her eyebrows, before settling back down to her mouth. A tear escaped over the side of her face before she could stop it.

  Annabelle’s stomach clenched in strong response, and her heart burst with emotion. She didn’t know how to handle it. Her body, heart, and mind whirled at one hundred miles an hour. It was too much, too fast, but she’d be damned if she was going to make him stop. So exquisite were these emotions, and so loving was this man that she didn’t care if the earth threatened to swallow her up from below. She would still want to be just like this with Kade.

  For a moment he stopped kissing her, as he traveled lower until he was close to her feminine folds, already ripe with his sweet loving, replacing his dick with his tongue.

  And she was lost.

  Her hips bucked as he began tasting her, her hands grasped the sheets until she was sure her knuckles turned white. She lifted herself on her elbows, watching him as he pleasured her. Then she grasped his hair, fisting it in her hands, relishing the softness of it against her fingertips. She tossed her head back, closing her eyes, and allowing this moment to wash over her. Allowed herself to savor every sinful minute. Her body tensed, as the orgasms came one after the other, as though they were being ripped from her very soul. His expert tongue flicked her clit until it was on fire, and she was ready to go through the roof. He was making her high, and her entire body was on fire as her toes curled. Like a volcano about to erupt, her temperature rose by the second.

  “Kade, oh my, you feel so fucking good.”

  He chuckled, as he finished his tortuous and naughty task, then he replaced his mouth with his cock once again, and she moaned with the release she’d been waiting for. Loving how he felt inside her, filling her up. Her wet insides greeted him eagerly, as her muscles relaxed to greet his hard length.

  “I’m sorry, but I can’t hold out much longer.” His voice husky and gruff, like he was trying very hard to control himself but was losing his own battle.

  The emotions swirled around inside her were too much, and she was about to come apart, out of her body, out of her very mind. So powerful and strong were her emotions that she couldn’t think straight. Then she looked up at him, and something else had come to mind. She had to act on it quickly, didn’t want this beautiful moment between them to ever end.

  “Get on your back.” Her voice husky and throaty.

  He said nothing, and complied. She looked down at him, not saying a word, then, “I just have to taste you. Right. Now.”

  Kade raised both brows, but lay quietly as she smoothed her hands over his chest, and eagerly grasped his hips. Annabelle loved how he watched her and she couldn’t break eye contact with him. Loving the maddening way his smoldering gaze remained focused on her.

  Without saying another word, she slowly took him in her mouth, and reveled in how he tasted, with her juices still on his hard cock. Smoothing her hands over his erection, she pumped him while she feasted. She could feel his entire body go lax, his hands helpless at his sides. And this knowledge only made her try harder, triple her efforts in pleasing him. She flicked her tongue up and down his shaft, then she grasped his ass and squeezed, bringing him further into her mouth. She reveled in the taste of him, and loved watching his face as she pleased him.

  She smacked her lips. “You taste so good.”

  “Fuck, you’re driving me crazy.” His words coming out between gritted teeth, as he continued to watch her.

  She didn’t know how much longer he could possibly hold out, before she would beg him to take her. The more turned on he was getting, the hotter she was getting. Feeling like the Nile River was flowing between her thighs, making her feel incredibly moist. But she was addicted and loved to watch his face as she pleased him. She could feel his entire body tensing up, as if he couldn’t take much more of this wicked torture.

  “Annabelle,” his voice gruff.

  “Yes?”

  “That’s it, you’re going to get it.” A devilish grin on his face, “And I’m going to give it to you.”

  Just as quickly as he’d been on his back, she was back on hers. She put her hands behind her back, her breasts jutting out, as though in a silent invitation. As though to tease.

  He leaned down and savagely took one of her breasts in his mouth, his tongue flicking the dusky nipple until it was hard against his teeth. She groaned, grasping the sheets tight, fisting them in her hands, as he took the other in his mouth. His hands roved up and down her body in a passionate frenzy.

  “I don’t know how much more I can take,” she whispered.

  His body shook with need against hers, and it made her tummy do flips. “Me neither.”

  Annabelle nodded, wordlessly allowing her body to do all the talking. She smoothed her hands down his back and grasped his buttocks, bringing him inside her once more. She only grasped him tighter, allowing him to go deeper. Losing control, as her frenzied hands roved up and down his back, her orgasm quickly mounted from deep inside her. He filled her up, and she couldn’t get enough of him. It was incredible how much self-control he exerted and this knowledge turned her on even more. She closed her eyes, taking it all in as her orgasm rolled through her. Not wanting to miss this exquisite moment, she opened her eyes, and found him studying her.

  “Oh my God, Annabelle,” he groaned, and the tension of his release ripped through his body, into hers, unleashing everything he’d been holding back.

  Taking a deep breath, she allowed his sweet and intoxicating loving to wash over her, and couldn’t stop smiling. She must have looked ridiculous but she didn’t care, because she’d never felt so good in her entire life, as she did when she was with Kade.

  Annabelle put her arms around him caressing his back, gazing into his eyes. She hitched a breath as he carefully took her face in his palms, and slowly stroked her temples. His gaze unwavering. She loved his weight on top of her, even if he was finished. Enjoyed the warmth and strength he radiated, the hot sticky sweat on his body.

  And as she stared up at him, unable to formulate any words, she felt like she was home. Kade was her home. Always had been and always would be. She didn’t know what to say, so for a moment she said nothing.

  Annabelle took a deep breath and said the first thing that came to mind, “Oh my goodness.”

  “My thoughts exactly.” Flashing her a sexy boyish grin, he gently rolled to the side next to her, but part of her wanted to be greedy and keep him right where he was.

  Her body was spent, swea
ty, and tired but she felt incredible. She snuggled up to him, reveling in the warmth he radiated. Feeling peaceful, tranquil, and totally relaxed. Feeling that no words were necessary after such beautiful lovemaking. Annabelle was comfortable. He was strong and he made her feel safe, as he always had. She smiled, stroking his chest and feeling his heart pounding wildly against her hand.

  Annabelle nestled closer to him, and he put his arm around her, enveloping her like a warm blanket on a cold winter’s day.

  “Kade?”

  “Yes, Annabelle?”

  She took a deep breath. This wouldn’t be easy, and she hated talking about it. But she knew it had to be done. “There’s part of my past you don’t know about, and I think I’m finally ready to tell you. It would probably explain a lot of things.”

  Annabelle didn’t have to look at him to know he was tense, his body stiffening against hers. As though he knew she had to tell him, but wasn’t quite prepared for what he might hear. “Of course, if you’re willing to tell me, I’d be glad to listen.”

  She took another deep breath, and realized it was time to tell him about her past, after the divorce. In its entirety, even though it would be difficult. She never liked talking about it, because it had been too painful to discuss it in great detail, but right now it felt like the right time.

  “After the divorce, I was alone and very vulnerable. I didn’t date anyone for months, and then I was out one night, alone and feeling sorry for myself. That’s when I met Brad, and he seemed like the kind of guy that could fix whatever was wrong with me,” she paused, bowing her head and plucking at the bed sheets. This would be a lot harder than she thought.

  But when she looked back up, Kade gazed at her intently, remaining silent, squeezing her hand as if to comfort, to give her strength. She continued, “Things progressed very quickly, and pretty soon we were living together. He seemed nice when I met him, tall, dark, handsome, successful, but then there was a different side to him that I didn’t know about, a mean side. The first time he put his hands on me, he said it would be the last. But then it started happening all the time. When I threatened to leave, he cried and promised to change. And he did, for a while.” Annabelle stopped and took a deep breath, as the painful memories of the past flooded into her mind.

  “Then I found out I was pregnant and I was so excited. I thought things would finally be better, but they only got worse. He wanted me to get rid of it, as he put it, but I wouldn’t. Then one night,” she hitched in a breath, “he beat me so hard, and told me he’d take care of it for me.”

  Annabelle got up and sat on the side of the bed, putting her hands to her face, the tears slid freely and rapidly down her cheeks before she could stop them. She clutched her stomach, and remembered the baby she’d lost and would never know. Opening up about her painful history was like reliving it all over again. The way Brad had shoved her hard against the wall, his hands like pythons, biting into her skin. Her skull had felt like it’d cracked in two as it slammed into the wall. The cruel way his fists pummeled her stomach as she’d tried desperately to save the baby growing inside her belly, but failing. The memory of how she’d bled so much she’d thought it would never stop as bright red streams ran out of her like a flood. The pain both physically and emotionally had been unbearable.

  “I lost my baby. And he left me there to bleed almost to death.”

  Before she knew it Kade was sitting next to her, holding her as she sobbed, relieving the harrowing memories one by one, and her body releasing them one by one.

  “I was so scared Kade . . . so scared.” Her voice cracked. “But I thought he was all I was worthy of, because I never thought I was worth the kind of love you gave to me.”

  Annabelle’s body warmed as he held her closer, but he remained silent. As though words weren’t needed. Smoothing her hair, clutching her like a mother would a child. She’d never felt as safe in her entire life as she did right now, as she had with Kade.

  “I’m so sorry you had to go through that, Annabelle. My God,” he whispered into her hair.

  She wiped her nose with the back of her hand ungracefully, not caring how she looked.

  Annabelle looked up into his eyes, and he gently smoothed away her tears with the pads of his thumb. And she could swear she saw the hint of moisture in his eyes. “How did you escape?”

  “Someone heard my screams and called the police. He was arrested and thrown into prison, and has been there since.”

  She felt better now that everything was out in the open.

  “Why didn’t you tell me any of this before?”

  “I was afraid of bringing up the entire ugly past.”

  “I wish I could have been there to protect you.” His voice almost breaking with emotion.

  She gazed up at him, smiling, as he placed a gentle kiss to her lips. “I know.”

  He soothingly rubbed her back, and she relished the feel of it against her bare back. “Come on, let’s get some rest,” he murmured, once again taking her in his arms, and cradled her until they lay like spoons.

  She’d never been so utterly relaxed, and at peace as she did right now. Relieved that Kade now knew about her past, and that he’d been there to comfort her. Emotionally and physically spent, she smiled and started to close her eyes, drifting off to sleep.

  But then Kade brought her even closer against him and whispered, “I love you, Annabelle.”

  Her eyes went wide. She realized he had feelings for her, just a gut instinct, but to hear him vocalize them out-loud was something else altogether. She didn’t say anything. She wasn’t sure if he’d meant to say it out loud, or if he thought she was asleep, and didn’t mean for her to actually hear it. She remained silent, closed her eyes, and figured she could deal with this in the morning.

  Annabelle rolled over the next morning and was greeted by the sexy, all naked sight of Kade. She smiled, remembering the heat of last night and hoping for an encore later tonight, or, maybe this morning. She smiled widely, letting out a little giggle as she brought the sheets to her mouth. What a way to start the workday, she thought to herself.

  She also remembered opening up to him about her terrible past, and wondered why she had. What had finally made her open up to him in such an intimate way? She didn’t know, but she was extremely exhausted, both physically and mentally. At the same time, she felt good and she felt free, cleansed of the demons that lingered in her closet.

  He opened his eyes, looking up at her. “Morning.”

  “Hi.” She smoothed a lock of hair from his forehead.

  She brought the sheet down to her chest and rested her head in her hand, propping herself up on her elbow. “What are you thinking about?”

  He playfully wiggled his eyebrows, a crooked, boyish grin covering his face. “What do you think?”

  Annabelle returned his smile, giving him a quick peck on the mouth. “Probably the same thing you are sweet cheeks.”

  “Hungry?”

  She smiled slyly. “Famished. You know last night really wore me out.”

  He raised an eyebrow, giving her a sexy grin.

  “But, who has time for a nice big breakfast? It’s a work-day,” she complained.

  “Right,” His eyes heavy-lidded as he looked at her. “But a weekend is coming up and we have lots of time for big breakfasts, and, lots of time to stay in bed.”

  She grinned. Giggling like a teenager, she studied him, unable to stop staring. As though she could not drink enough of him in.

  Kade got out of bed, not even bothering to put a robe on, but she didn’t care. She loved looking at that ass in the early morning light. She raised an eyebrow. His entire body was nice to look at as a matter of fact, and at any time of the day for that matter. His legs were like mighty tree trunks, and his back was strong and muscular. She realized she’d never get tired
of staring at him. And never tire of making love to him.

  The curtains were still drawn, albeit for the tiny shafts of light creeping from beneath. She went back to her bedroom to retrieve her robe, slipped it on, brushed her teeth, and crept back into his bed.

  Ten minutes later he brought in two steaming mugs of coffee.

  Bringing the mug to her lips, she relished the hazelnut aroma. Enjoyed the warmth as she wrapped her fingers around the mug and took a tentative sip. It was still piping hot.

  “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome. So,” he started, “when do you want to get married?”

  Chapter 13

  She nearly spit out her coffee because that was the last thing she expected to come out of his mouth.

  “I beg your pardon?”

  “I thought we’d get remarried.”

  “Why would we do that?” she bit back.

  “Why not?”

  She set her coffee down on the nightstand, trying to collect herself before she spoke. Trying to think of the right words, but couldn’t find them quickly enough.

  “Because, why should we?”

  Kade frowned and she could tell he was upset. His stance was stiff and defensive, and by the frown lines gathering on his face, she was testing his patience.

  “Again I ask, why not?”

  “Why should we? Give me one good reason.”

  “Gee, I don’t know Annabelle, maybe because I’m in love with you.”