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She had to grin, trying to extricate herself from the slumbering Twister game she found herself in. She’d awakened very early to find that during the night they’d all latched on to a body part, clutched to them if possible. In Jack’s case, his face was pressed into her cleavage. They released her, and she took her shower and got ready to go to the photo shoot. The lingerie and everything else she needed was already in the trunk of her car. All she’d have to do was leave her car unlocked so Charity could move them to her car once she got there. So far, Jack, Ethan and Adam had no clue what she was up to, and she hoped to keep it a surprise.

They were all sitting at the breakfast bar finishing the morning meal when Charity walked in the front door. “Knock, knock! Everybody decent?”

“Yeah! Come on in, Charity,” Ethan called. “Have you eaten?”

“Yes, thank you. Ready to go, sugar plum?” she asked. “Hey, I love that sundress and those sexy silver sandals. Adam, I’m taking you shopping for me, sweetheart. You have the best taste.”

“Thanks, but I can’t take any credit for good taste. I know a great saleslady at Macy’s that has awesome instincts. She helped me pick everything out,” Adam replied.

“You should come with us,” Grace said, doing a quick spin. “We’re going to take me shopping there sometime soon.”

“Just let me know when. Well, let’s get this show on the road if you’re done,” Charity said. Grace grabbed her purse and then soundly kissed each one of her men.

They spent the entire morning at the photography studio, doing hair and makeup, listening to music and getting Grace in the proper mindset, and then the lingerie came out.

After the photo shoot, Grace was feeling particularly brave and daring and asked Charity for help with a quandary she was facing. As Grace explained her need, Charity flashed a big grin, and they made an unscheduled stop at an adult toy store in Morehead. Grace walked out thirty minutes later feeling like a naughty girl, bearing a shopping bag that contained lubricant, an erotic romance novel, and three anal plugs in graduated sizes. Charity coached her on the way home in her usual straightforward irreverent style. When Grace walked in the door back at the ranch house after the day’s rather risqué agenda, she had a new sexy wiggle in her walk.

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She came home with quite a few shopping bags that afternoon and felt like she accomplished something, even finding a dress in Morehead that might work. She asked the owner of Weddings by Maudie if she would put it on hold so she could bring Ethan and Adam to have a look at it. Maudie told her she would also look for others like it that she might be able to get her hands on and would get back to Grace later in the week.

Grace convinced her men to all make love to her that night, and they took their time stroking and making love to her, sending her into a state of rapturous bliss. During the night, she awoke to find Ethan gently stroking her cheek.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disturb you. I just…couldn’t keep my hands off of you.” In the dim light, she looked up into his face. The love and desire that radiated there were every bit as clear and obvious to her as the hot, hard erection that rested against her hip.

She reached up to his jaw and tilted her lips to his for a kiss. “Ethan? Do you need me?”

“Always.”

He rose from the bed, holding out his hand for her to join him. They went in the living room where he collected two thick blankets from a storage cabinet. He opened the back door and led her, naked, out onto the back porch. Stepping out into the night air bare-skinned, Grace felt every sensual nerve in her body fire to throbbing life. The naughtiness of being outside naked, with the added risk of being seen, had her heart beating a rapid rhythm in her chest, and her pussy pulsed in a corresponding beat. Droplets of her slick, sudden arousal coated her slit and dampened her thighs. The night air was humid and sultry, and the crickets and cicadas provided nighttime music, along with the occasional whinny from the horse barns.

Ethan placed a folded blanket on the glider, positioning it so that her knees would be protected from the bare metal.

He took her in his arms, leaned her against one of the porch railings, and kissed her, her body pressed to his from lip to toes. He slid a hand down from her breast to her hip and then curved around to her ass, lifting her thigh and positioning it around his hip as she leaned slightly against the thick support post. In this position, his cock slid along her folds, rubbing against her clit. He bent down to take her nipple into his mouth, sucking on it vigorously, before switching to the other one.

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His cock slid back and forth through her slit. One or two strokes and the underside of it was coated with the hot juices that flowed from her as he kissed her, further stoking that fire. His fingers slid over the swell of her ass to her cleft, following it down to her pussy, and brushed his fingers through her drenched slit. She hissed and trembled at the sensation, and a moan escaped her lips when his finger slid, light as a feather, over her clit, setting off tremors in her creamy cunt.

He pressed his lips to her collarbone, whispering, “Gracie, you’re wet for me, aren’t you?”

“Honey, I
stay
wet for you.”

He kissed her again, a long, slow kiss, before drawing her onto his lap after he sat down and wrapped his arms around her hips. He kissed his way to her breasts and licked and sucked on her nipples.

“Would you like to try out the glider?” He smiled when she moaned and nodded because she had been hoping that was his plan.

“I thought you’d never ask, honey.”

Making sure there was ample padding for her knees, he drew her onto his lap, facing him. His big hands held her hips as she positioned herself over him while she held on to the back of the glider, which he held steady with his feet on the porch. She settled on her knees and shins, her feet hanging over the curved front edge of the glider, perfectly fitting in that space. Holding the glider with one hand, she reached down and spread her lips for him as he held his cock in position for her. Once she felt the wide head at her entrance, she began a slow, hot descent over him that left them both breathless.

She breathed slow and deep as she reveled in the sensation of his thick cock entering and stretching her to accommodate him. She loved taking him inside her like this. Even though she was poised above his lap, over him, she still felt opened and vulnerable to him. She bowed her head and closed her eyes, experiencing the pleasure as every nerve ending in her body sang for him.

As was so often the case with her men, the sheer size of them and the loving attention they paid to her before entering her had her poised on the edge. She arched her back and tucked her hips as she rose over him. She slid down on his cock again, taking all of him into her, feeling his cock increase in size and hardness as she did.

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“Ethan, you’re so hot and hard inside of me. I love feeling you inside me.” She couldn’t speak anymore.

She threw her head back, her hair falling across his thighs behind her as she began riding him in swift short strokes, her breath hitching. Moments away from orgasm, she clasped her hands in his, hard, and leaned back.

Relying solely on him to keep her from falling off, she rode him to a long, hard, keening orgasm ending in a wail, unable to control how loud she was.

Ethan thrust into her pulsing cunt, growling deeply as he buried himself to the hilt and stilled, holding her to him tightly. He filled her with his cum and then pulled her to him, resting his cheek above her breast as they both tried to catch their breath.

He set the rocker in gentle motion as she lay against him, and her still-throbbing pussy responded to the rocking motion of the glider, with him still inside her. Each back and forth sway made her shudder and tremble over him. Her body felt as if it were under his control and not hers as she writhed and rocked on him with the slow movement of the glider. The leisurely pace continued, but he rocked in shorter strokes, causing his cock to gently rock inside her a little more insistently. It was too perfect and beautiful, and she moaned when she felt her muscles begin to tighten down, and tension filled her muscles. She sat up and looked down into his eyes so he could watch the rapture spread over her face. She came again in a slow, hot wave, her pelvis rocking over him, her body, heart, and soul completely satisfied. A soft moan was the only sound that escaped her lips. He stilled the glider, and she melted in his arms, utterly spent.

He drew the other soft throw over her and covered her so she wouldn’t get chilled and sweetly stroked her as she recovered. She listened to the crickets and cicadas as they called, at peace with his arms around her while he caressed her back and hips.

“Ethan, when I imagined it, it was pretty hot, but that was really unbelievable. You are a sweet, sweet lover. You spoil me so much.”

“I could say the same exact thing about you, Gracie,” he murmured against her throat as he tucked her to him. “You feel so warm, so silky, the way you hold on to me, the way you breathe when you’re about to come. I can’t get enough of any of it. I’d stay inside you forever, listening to your heartbeat if I could.”

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Her co-workers threw her a going away party, wishing her all the best.

Some even brought gifts, treating the occasion like a bridal shower. She’d worked with this wonderful close-knit family for several years and loved them all. She would miss them but relished the thought of having weekends free.

After the party was over, Teresa helped her carry the gifts out to her vehicle. On the way to her house, she stopped and got each of the men a large sweet tea. Parking at the curb, she climbed out of the Honda and tried to not spill any of the Styrofoam cups.

Her men had volunteered to go over to her house and begin loading furniture and packing boxes. She’d given them a list of pieces of furniture and other packable items she wanted in the ranch house with her. Now she would direct them in what pieces needed to go to Goodwill, The Salvation Army, and go through her books and other small items. Luckily, she had never been a packrat.

Jack found her in the closet, placing unwanted items in a box. “Honey, you’re not taking much with you to the ranch house. You know we’ll make room for whatever you want to keep. Are you sure you want to donate all this furniture? You don’t have to part with so many things for us.” There were five other boxes already packed that would all go to The Salvation Army sitting outside her closet.

“There is too much here that has sad memories of Owen tied to it.”

Indicating the boxes, she said, “All these are clothing that was too big for me that I would hide inside of, loose-fitting jeans, oversized T-shirts, and frumpy clothing I’ll never wear again. Someone else needs these things that they’ll actually fit. It’s the same with the furniture and other things. It no longer fits who I am or the life I have now. I need a clean slate. Is there anywhere else on the ranch that we could use the furniture, maybe in the bunkhouse or over at Angel’s? Is there any of it that y’all could use?”

“I could call Angel and ask him. Quinten Parks is new in town. There might be something among all these pieces that he could use. I’ll let them know if they want it they’ll need to come right away to claim it.”

“Thank you, Jack, for handling that. Would you also call Goodwill and The Salvation Army to come pick up the rest?” She pushed the boxes out
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into the empty bedroom, where he stacked them for her. She sealed the last one with tape.

Twenty minutes later, Angel arrived with some of the ranch hands and two pickup trucks. Quinten had arrived five minutes earlier and claimed several pieces he could use. Ethan quickly had him loaded, and he went in to thank Grace.

“You’re welcome, Quinten. I hope you like it in Divine.” She shook his hand after rubbing hers on her jeans.

“I do, ma’am. Ethan’s a good man to work for. Well, I’ll get out of your hair. Moving days are always stressful. Don’t work too hard.”

“Not with these men around. I hardly have to lift a finger.” She smiled in relief, grateful again for all the help with packing up the house.

With Angel’s direction, the ranch hands loaded up most of the remaining furniture. Grace talked Angel into taking the gas grill as well. He had the hands load it, as he was still recovering. A few minutes later, a truck from the Goodwill Store arrived, then another from The Salvation Army.

Ethan and Adam helped them load everything they were taking. When the house was empty, and it was all said and done, the items Grace was bringing with her filled Jack’s ten-foot flatbed trailer.

She kept a box of books that truly meant something to her, her CD

collection that had been culled rigorously, and an antique oak desk that had belonged to her father. She also kept her solid oak headboard and footboard which had belonged to her parents, as well as her mother’s collection of Italian blown glass vases and bowls. Her men had carefully wrapped each piece in bubble wrap for her and then placed them in a box that sat on the front floorboard of Jack’s SUV to be carried to the ranch in safety.

They’d checked with her several times, making sure that she was not parting with stuff prematurely, but each time she felt lighter and freer in her explanation. She was good. Having them with her helped keep that in the forefront of her mind. She had what really mattered most. Their love. The rest was just stuff.

The following week, Grace and Jack met with a Realtor and listed the house for sale. The house had been left to Grace because she was unmarried, but Grace had told Charity years ago that after the fees were paid and the taxes settled, the remainder would be split in half between the two of them.

Charity told her she didn’t have to do it, but Grace insisted and said it could

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be put into the kids’ college fund. She owed Charity a debt of gratitude for convincing her to take a chance on Jack, Ethan, and Adam, and she wanted to bless Charity for her encouragement.

By the beginning of June, they already had a contract signed on the house, and the sale went forward with relatively few hitches. They decided to give an allowance to replace the tub rather than messing with replacing it themselves, and the house sold, as is, for the asking price.