Rainier, Heather - Her Gentle Giant: Remember to Dance [Divine Creek Ranch 2] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting)

by Heather Rainier

  “You’re my fantasy coming true,” he murmured as he stroked her shoulder. “Ready for more?”

  “Always.”

  Helping her rise, he withdrew his still fully engorged cock from her hot, languid depths. It stood straight out from him, demanding he return to the tight confines of her pussy so it could finish what he’d started. Eli took no small delight in her feminine little moan as he slid from her. The sight of her pussy, wet with her cum as she rose to one knee on the chair only served to torture his already painfully hard cock.

  “Can you stand, angel?”

  “If you’ll help me a little.” Rachel reached out to him as he rose and offered her his hand to help her up. She stepped carefully, mindful of his bare feet as he drew her to him in a passionate kiss. She giggled when his insistent erection twitched between them, refusing to be ignored.

  Stepping away from him, she turned back to the lounger, and stretched luxuriously, raising her arms over her head. She ran her fingers through her hair, sighed sexily, then reached for the arms of the deck chair. She slowly lifted a foot, parted her long, satiny legs, and straddled the chair. Clad only in the high heels, her back arched and her ass tilted up, she offered herself to him. Turning her head, Rachel flipped her hair over her shoulder, gave him a sexy teasing smile and wiggled her ass at him.

  “My pussy is begging for your cock again. How about you come here and fuck me, then fill me with your cum this time.”

  She didn’t have to ask twice. Eli straddled the chair behind her, the shoes bringing her up to the perfect height. He grasped her hips, positioned his head at her entrance, pausing to enjoy the sight of her like this. Her strong legs were stretched long and graceful, and her pussy was completely open and welcoming to him, dripping wet and ready to be taken.

  This sight would stay buried in his heart as a deeply cherished memory. Not one he’d trot out and share during the holidays with family but maybe with just her. This memory of her making his fantasy a reality.

  Rachel panted as he took in the sight of her. She bent her knees slightly and pressed her cunt back against his cock a little bit, enticing him. He growled low at the sensation of her tight wet heat squeezing on his head and said, “Hold on.”

  Eli impaled her with one solid thrust, grasping her tightly against him as she moaned deeply and flexed against him in powerful waves.

  “Slow down, baby,” he murmured, and she panted, stilling her movements.

  He slid his hands up from her hips to her abdomen and over her ribs, pulling her gently into a standing position. Eli kneaded the delectable handfuls of her breasts gently but firmly, and she reached behind her and threaded her fingers into his hair. She laid her head back, and he tilted forward to kiss her tenderly as he began to thrust into her, looking into her eyes, so filled with bliss.

  “Eli,” she whispered, “it’s so good. It’s so right with you. You fill me perfectly.” She placed her hands over his as he cupped her breasts, and she rocked back onto him, grinding on his cock. He growled deeply when she did it, and his strokes became firmer as he tunneled into her heat.

  “Angel,” he groaned, “you are my fantasy come true. You feel so good. You look so good, taking my cock like this.” He slid a hand down to her slit and stroked a finger over her clit. Rachel reacted to the additional stimulation immediately.

  “Oh, give it to me hard, Eli, please! Harder and faster! Fill me, oh! Eli! I’m coming!” She groaned low, thrusting back on his cock hard and tight, flexing her hips and drawing on him with a powerful womanly strength her soft feminine curves belied.

  Maybe his Rachel had a little cavewoman in her? Her counterpart to his caveman. Her response to her orgasm had an almost feral, primitive quality to it. Eli loved the hell out of this part of her that took whatever the fuck she wanted when she wanted it, as hard as she could. He howled in ecstasy as his cock pulsed inside her, and her pussy consumed every drop of his cum, milking his cock.

  Surprising him, Rachel reached back with both hands, grasped the backs of his thighs, and held on to him tightly. His cavewoman growled and arched against him, daring him to pull out before she was finished with him. He bent over her, wrapped his arms around her and growled back in answer, pounding into her with renewed vigor, giving her what she demanded.

  Firmly stroking her clit, Eli trapped her against him and fucked her until her pussy clenched in ecstasy. She threw her head back and moaned rapturously and her body stroked him with her tightening muscles again.

  She went limp in his arms, the satisfied cavewoman’s grip released, and his sweet gentle Rachel returned.

  Sliding his still semi-erect cock from her, he laid her limp form back against him, lifted her, and held her in his arms. Stepping back from the lounger, he turned and sat back down on the towel-covered cushions, cuddling her close to him as she clung to him and her breath hitched.

  Pushing her hair back from her face, she looked up at him, her cheeks flushed bright pink. “I’m sorry, Eli.”

  Flabbergasted, he looked down at her and said, “Huh?”

  “Sorry, I was so…forceful with you. I felt like I lost control. I think I scratched you with my long fingernails.” She was embarrassed for being his cavewoman.

  “Wow, lose control like that as often as you need to. That was fucking amazing. I’ve only seen a little glimpse of that one here and there. But I love the shit out of the cavewoman. She’s hot and wild.”

  “Really?” she said with a breathless giggle.

  “She takes whatever the fuck she wants and won’t be denied. I get her. I love her.”

  “Oh! Well, all right, but she’s gone now. I think she exploded. It’s just a puddle of Rachel that is left behind,” Rachel replied, laughing softly as she stroked his shoulder.

  “Oh, but see, I win either way because melting Rachel is another favorite of mine, the one who needs me to hold her after she comes undone. She’s pure sugar and sweetness,” he whispered as she repositioned, having gained some strength back.

  Smiling radiantly, Rachel straddled him and laid her warm, wet pussy on his now hard cock. She moaned at the feel of his heat against her own, moved forward at his own sharp intake, and did as he had told her in his fantasy. She laid her pussy against the head of his cock, over his abdomen. Eli flexed when she did and both of them whimpered softly when he slid into her easily.

  “Are you sore, angel?”

  “No. I’m aching for another filling with this magical cock of yours. I’m going to do like you said and slowly work my way down your cock until I’ve taken all of you inside me. I’m going to grind on you until we both have one more sweet release. Then I’m going to fall into a deep, coma-like sleep.”

  “Music to my ears, angel. I’m going to slip these off of you so you can be more comfortable.” He slid each pump from her feet and left them lying on the deck.

  He reached for the blanket on the table he’d moved to within easy reach of the chair and unfolded it over her until they were both under its warmth. He groaned as she moved in a small, sinuous motion against him, fucking the part of his cock that rested inside her tight heat, sliding him deeper by minute degrees. Eli caressed her shoulders and back, stroking her and touching her wherever he could. His hands came to rest on her ass, and her slow, circling grind continued over him.

  This part was even better than his fantasy as Rachel lost herself to the fluid, repetitive, rocking motion of her hips. He knew the moment when she no longer controlled the motions and they controlled her. She moaned quietly, her cheek resting on his chest, and her eyes closed. Her rhythm remained slow, and the tension built inside them both.

  She began to moan and cry out, murmuring his name in an erotically thrilling, intense voice as her strokes became a little longer but no less delicious and sensuous over him. Tears flowed freely from her eyes, and he did nothing to stop her or them for fear of distracting her from this profound moment. Eli watched in awe as she lost herself utterly in the sweetest orgasmic wave he’d ever known
, taking him along with her as her gently tugging pussy milked another blissful release from him.

  There had been no fucking, no thrusting on his part, just a sinuous draw from her pussy to his cock, coaxing him to fill her one more time. The pulses went on and on, and he felt, at that moment, that she took more from him into her than his seed. Rachel drew his love into her, binding him to her irrevocably. Her cheek rested on his chest, and her breathing was punctuated by hitching sobs of bliss. He closed his eyes, feeling tears flow from his eyes. The ache in his heart was almost painful as he gave himself utterly to her, heart and soul, falling even deeper in love with her. She drifted into a deep, motionless sleep as he caressed her back tenderly, unable to keep from touching her.

  Later, he wrapped the blanket around her, rose with her in his arms, carried her in through the backdoor, and tucked her into the bed, wrapped in the quilt. The temperature had dropped since going outside earlier, so he slipped into his robe and went back to collect the candles and blow them out. He gathered everything and brought all of it back inside. After cleaning up, he turned off the lights and slipped under the covers. He untucked the blanket she was wrapped in and drew her gently to him, sharing his warmth with her. Rachel never stirred once, even as he kissed her face and her hair.

  Chapter Fifty-one

  Eli awakened to the sound of a groan and realized it was himself he heard. Then he was overcome by a warm feeling of utter bliss. Rachel’s warm, soft hands were at his hips, and he realized he was moving as he came fully awake and opened his eyes. The warmth was her velvety-soft mouth and tongue on his cock, and the movement was his hips thrusting his cock between her soft, welcoming lips as she sucked his cock under the covers.

  He drew off the blanket and found her, hair tousled, sleepy-eyed, and giggling as she suckled on his cock. Judging by its size, it had been awake for a while and was glad Eli had finally woken up and gotten with the program. She sighed blissfully and released his cock with a resounding pop.

  “Good morning, my baby.” Rachel climbed on him and kissed his lips happily. She positioned his cock at her entrance and slid down over him, flexing and grinding on him as he growled deep in bliss. She clasped her fingers with his and rose and plunged down hard onto him.

  “Yes,” she whispered as she began to rock gently, keeping all of him inside her. He moaned softly at the feel of her tight, wet pussy gloving him so tightly.

  Eli kissed her knuckles and murmured, “Good morning, beautiful.”

  He thrust deeply into her, causing her to topple giggling onto him. He released her hands and rolled her on her back and pulled out until just the head remained in her slick entrance. “I could get used to being awakened like that in the morning.” He thrust into her, searching for that spot, knowing he found it when her eyes rolled back and her lips pressed together on a whimper.

  “I know what you mean.” Rachel groaned blissfully when he did it again.

  “I can’t seem to get enough of you, my angel,” He rose up to look down at the honeyed place where they were joined together.

  Biting his lip, he pulled out and lifted her ankles until they were above her and spread them wide, seeing her reacting to this position. She loved being taken in positions where control was given over to him. He held her thighs spread wide, her pussy lips parted and wet with her cream. He positioned his cock at her pussy again and growled at the way it nudged her lips aside, sliding around in her wetness. He loved watching her little lips spread and stretch around him, drawing her clit closer to his cock.

  Looking into her blue eyes, Eli saw the glittering desire and her own awareness of how much he loved that sight. He pulled out and did it again, just to see them stretch around him one more time, noticing her clit was swelling as she got even more turned on by the sight of him watching her like that. He pushed in a few inches, engulfed in her heat, and watched as his cock disappeared inside of her then reappeared, coated in her cream.

  “Fuck. That is beautiful. Your pussy is so hot. I’m as hard as a baseball bat. Don’t move a muscle,” he growled as he pulled out and stalked to the bathroom, returning with a large hand mirror. “Look. I want you to see.” He lifted her legs, spread them wide, and replaced his twitching, hard erection at her entrance again. She held the mirror, and he said, “Look, isn’t it beautiful?”

  “Oh, Eli.” She watched as he slowly pushed his rock-hard cock between her lips while he stroked her clit. He felt the fresh rush of moisture to her pussy, when his cock disappeared inside her and slid back out, coated in fresh clear honey. “Oh, Eli, it’s beautiful. Nothing compares to you sliding into me.”

  “I can say the same thing about your sweet pussy. You like watching my cock slide into you, don’t you? See how dark and swollen you’ve gotten? I can tell how much it affects you to watch this. Our bedroom will have lots of mirrors so you can watch as we fuck.”

  Rachel giggled in delighted abandon. “Oh, yes, Eli. I want to watch you fuck me from every angle, and I want to watch up close like this, too.”

  A thought came to him and he asked, “Have you been using your plugs?”

  “Yes.” Rachel looked up into his eyes and smiled. He groaned in pleasure as he stroked her with his cock.

  “You have?”

  “Of course, I wanted to be ready the next time you wanted my ass. You want it now?” Rachel was perfect.

  “If you think you can handle it.”

  “I can. I’ll get the lube, you fix the mirror.”

  Eli positioned the mirror on the closet door, Rachel got the lube, and he retrieved the dual clit and G-spot vibrator from last night, in case she wanted to use it, and put them at the end of the bed where he could reach them. She turned and backed to the end of the bed and wiggled her ass at him. He chuckled as he applied lube to her ass and pressed with a finger. She relaxed, and the muscles gave way under the pressure.

  “Good, baby. That hurt?”

  “No,” she growled, thrusting back a little as he chuckled again.

  “Eager little vixen, aren’t you?”

  “For you, yes!”

  He applied the nozzle of the lube to her opening and squeezed some inside her then applied more to his hand and slathered his cock with it.

  “Ready? I’ll go slow.”

  “Yes, I’m ready.” She watched in the mirror as he placed his stiff cock at her opening and grasped her hip gently, pulling her back onto him. His heart began to pound at the pleasure of her ultra-tight passage encircling his cock. He rocked into and out of her in short, gentle strokes, fighting for control not to plunge in. The sensation was unlike anything else he could name.

  “Oh, fuck, Eli, it feels so good! So tight and hot!” Rachel moaned and arched against him.

  “Ready for the vibrator?”

  Enthusiastically, she wailed as she ground her ass against him. “Oh, yes, honey, yes!”

  He switched it on low and stroked her clit with it, making her buck violently and moan, and then he pressed it to her entrance. He rocked out of her ass and placed it in position, where it hummed with her movements as well as on his throbbing erection. He clenched his teeth as his balls drew up tight to his body at the vibration against his cock inside her.

  Eli grasped her hips and began a smooth rhythm in and out as her pussy and ass began to clench. “You’re close, aren’t you? Come for me, Rachel.”

  He strummed her sweet spots with the vibrator as he pumped into her ass. She began to whimper and arch her back, taking more of him, and cried out in bliss as he slid to the hilt. Her ass clenched tightly.

  “Oh, Eli, I’m coming!” She wailed as he pumped into each opening. Several thrusts later, his body became rigid as his scorching release exploded in hot streams inside her.

  “Angel!”

  Rachel’s arms gave out, and her upper body collapsed on the bed as he held her in place by her hips. She moaned softly and relaxed against him. Still seeing stars as he caught his breath, he removed the toy and pulled his softening cock from her a
ss and pressed her to lie down.

  “Be right back, angel.” He returned with a hot washcloth, cleaned her up, and helped her up to the pillows. “I’m going to shower real quick. Be right back.” He kissed her as she lay down to rest for a few minutes. He covered her, took the washcloth and toy with him and left the room.

  When he returned to the bedroom fresh from his shower to dress, he discovered her curled up in the bed. She was sound asleep and he didn’t have the heart to wake her. He checked the clock and grinned. They had plenty of time. He picked up her phone from the bedside table and carried it with him to the kitchen so if it rang it wouldn’t disturb her.

  Two hours later, he heard a slight movement from the bedroom and her muted voice. “Crap.”

  She was sitting up in the bed, her hair wild and disheveled, and turned to the doorway when he chuckled.

  “Hungry? I made some lunch?”

  She grinned sheepishly at him. “Believe it or not, I’m famished.”

  “Of course I believe it. Making love that many times for that long is hard work. You should be starving, you didn’t have any breakfast.” Handing her one of his T-shirts, he added, “Stay here, and I’ll bring it to you.”

  He brought her lunch, and she ate hungrily. While she was in the shower, her phone rang, and Eli spoke at length with Jane Jensen. She told him she’d heard from the owners of the ranch and that they were amenable to the offer Eli and Rachel made. Jane hoped to hear something that day and not have to bother them on their honeymoon. As the conversation drew to a close, Jane mentioned that she would be at the wedding the next day.

  Eli replied, “We’re looking forward to you being there, too.”

  “I mean I’ll be there with your dad,” Jane replied, sounding a little uncertain. “I hope that’s all right. Elijah knew you’d invited me, but he asked me last week if I might be interested in going as his date.”

  “Oh! I see.” He chuckled.

  She sounded genuinely worried. “I hope that’s all right with you, Eli.”