Her Gentle Giant, Part 2: Remember to Dance (14 page)

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Across the club, Ethan looked on with amusement as he kept an eye out for Rachel’s approach while Grace and the girls planned a bachelorette party for her. Grace had her phone to her ear, brainstorming with Kelly. Rosemary, Kathleen, and even Corina, who Grace had taken under her wing because of Brice’s clear interest in her, sat together at Grace’s table all in cahoots with each other. Ethan considered Brice his friend, and so for Grace it was only natural to go ahead and claim the little sweetheart who had caught his eye as one of
the girls
.

Grace looked at Ethan speculatively then winked at him and blew him an air kiss. “I don’t know. He’s right here. I’ll ask. No, I can’t ask Mike. He’s over talking with Eli and Rachel right now. Let me ask. Hold on.”

Ethan drew closer to her, and she asked, “Are there going to be strippers at Eli’s bachelor party? Kelly says no strippers for our party if you aren’t hiring one for Eli.”

Ethan shrugged and looked at Adam and Jack. “What do you think?” He didn’t want to get crossways with Rachel, but he knew they’d keep Eli out of trouble. “What if we went to a strip club instead of hiring a specific stripper?” he asked.

She returned the phone to her ear, repeated his question, then nodded and looked up. “What if we took Rachel out to Morehead and did the same thing? What would Eli say?”

Ethan thought about it for a second. He somehow doubted Eli would have a problem, but on one condition. “What if one of us went with your group and one of you went with our group, sort of as chaperones? Plus, that way, you would have a man to watch over you and keep you safe. We could hire a limousine, so none of you had to drive.”

“I like that idea!” Grace said with a twinkle in her eye. “But how do we choose? All of us want to go to the party.” She didn’t like the thought of anyone missing out on the fun.

“Oh, I think whoever goes as a chaperone will be shown a good time, but we could draw straws,” Ethan suggested.

“No need. I’ll volunteer to go with them,” Adam said, grinning at Grace as she smiled devilishly at him and then winked.

Ethan had a feeling Adam was willing because he wanted to watch over Grace as much as Rachel and not because he planned to enjoy the bachelorette party. Although, Grace did have a way of making
everything
fun. Shit, maybe he should have volunteered for chaperone duty.

“Good,” Ethan said. “Then you pick someone from your group to come with us. We’ll keep her safe and make sure she enjoys herself, too. She can keep an eye on Eli for Rachel while Adam watches over Rachel. Fair enough?”

Grace repeated the idea into the phone and then nodded at them. “Okay, I’ll call you with a date. Yes, I’ll get Erin to babysit for you. What?” She listened and looked up at Ethan, fighting back laughter, and asked him, “Were you going to let Erin come to the bachelorette party?” At his bulgy-eyed look, she snickered. “I thought not. Um, no, Erin won’t be in on all the hot stripper fun. I’ll call her and arrange it. Love you, too! Bye! All right,” she said to the group, “all we have to do is pick one of the ladies to go with the guys to the gentlemen’s club. I think I know who fits that bill
perfectly
, too.” She chuckled and tapped her fingernail on the screen of her phone again.

“Hey, Charity, ever been to a gentleman’s strip club? Wanna go? I thought you’d say that, you kinky thing!” Grace rolled her eyes and laughed. “Yes, you can wear
whatever
you want!”

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An hour later, Eli walked Rachel out to her truck in the parking lot. There was a light chill in the air, and he drew her close to his side when she shivered. Glancing around for anyone lurking in the parking lot, he unlocked and opened her door for her. He helped her into the truck and smoothed his hand over her silky, voluptuous calf.

“You were something else tonight, angel.” He drew a fingertip under her bottom lip before he leaned down and kissed her soft lips lightly. Her warm little tongue flicked out playfully and licked his bottom lip then sucked on it gently when he returned for another kiss.

“Thank you for watching out for us while we were on the dance floor.” She slid her fingertips over his biceps. “I always feel safe with you, Eli.”

“The pleasure was mine. Thank you. You feeling safe is my job and my pleasure.”

“We didn’t mean to cause a problem.”

“That wasn’t for you to worry about. All of you were spoken for in that group, and it was our responsibility to watch out for you so that you could have your fun. If you’d been aware, it would have spoiled it for you. It’s
our
job to keep you safe.”

During the course of the night, he’d made a point of speaking with Brice, Andy, and Vince, making certain that they knew they would need to make sure Corina, Lisa, Michelle, and even Sandra made it back to their vehicle in the parking lot safely when they left. He knew all the other women who had danced with Grace were leaving with the men who brought them. He’d been pleased to note that the three men had stuck to the women and made sure nobody bothered them once the girls made it clear they welcomed their attention. It was a win-win situation for all involved.

“I love your alpha male sensibilities. It’s a huge turn-on, Eli,” she said softly, and her warm gaze made him feel about ten feet tall.

“I’m all about turning you on, angel. And, yeah, you definitely bring out the alpha in me.”

“I
love
that guy.” She chuckled as he nuzzled her lips with his.

“Will you tell me what happened earlier tonight after I get home?” He’d tried to focus on the moment while she’d been there, but whatever had happened earlier had never strayed very far from his mind. She seemed to handle herself well tonight, but whatever it was had really upset her earlier and that didn’t sit well with him. The alpha male in him wanted to make whatever it was
right
for her.

She smiled up at him and said without hesitation, “Yes, it hardly even matters to me now, but I’ll tell you everything. I probably should have told you about it before today. I’ll be waiting for you.”

“In my bed?” He growled softly.

“Yes, in your bed.” She giggled and kissed him again.

“Good. I’ll see you in a little while, angel. Drive safely, and remember to text me when you’re in the house so I know you made it home all right.”

“I will. I love you.”

He stood in the parking lot and watched as she backed out, waved to him, and drove out of the parking lot.

* * * *

Later that night, Eli leaned against the bedroom doorframe and drank in her appearance. She was fresh from her shower and dressed in her black lace nightgown. Her hair was soft and brushed out, and he imagined it smelled clean like the shampoo she used. The lamp was on beside the bed, but she’d also lit the candles around the room for when he eventually turned the lamp off. Her computer sat open in her lap, indicating what she’d been doing while she waited for him to get home. He leaned over the edge of the bed and kissed her lovingly.

“I’m going to take a shower and then I’ll join you.”

“I’ll warm the bed for you,” she replied softly, shut down her computer, and laid it on the bedside table.

He showered and returned to the bedroom, wearing his robe. She’d turned off the lamp, so only the soft, warm candlelight flickered around the room. He slipped the robe off and turned to her as she lay on her side, watching him appreciatively. Her eyes moved over his body like a warm caress. No matter his words or his resolve, the look in her eyes confirmed Rachel would have her way, whatever it was, and he would not object. His stiff, erect cock twitched insistently and volunteered for duty.  

“Will you tell me now?” He lay down, pulled her to him, and gently caressed her arms and shoulders. She climbed over him, straddled his hips, and laid her supple body over his. He groaned in bliss at the silky, warm contact.

 “In a few minutes. Let me love you now.” She joined her lips to his and caressed his cheek.

Rachel received no argument from him and smiled as she slid down his body, kissing a damp trail along his torso as she went. She pressed her breasts to his cock as she slid lower until she reached her destination and smiled up at him. She flicked the tip of her warm tongue out and licked the head of his cock. He hissed softly and arched his back at the warm touch of her velvety tongue.

She licked her lips and slid them over the underside of his cock, tonguing him and swirling back and forth until she reached the base of his cock and proceeded through his crisp curls to the sac beneath.

Eli’s hips flexed, and he shuddered and moaned, relieved he could make as much noise as he wanted to. His balls drew up as she licked and suckled them gently with her warm mouth, and he moaned again. He slid his fingers through her silky hair and breathed out words of encouragement to her. She gently sucked one ball into her mouth and caressed it with her tongue and paid tender attention to him there for a minute and then moved back up.

Laving his cock with her warm wet tongue, she pressed her lips against the throbbing head. Sliding between her full soft lips into her mouth was second only to sliding into her pussy. The way she sucked his cock for him, tugging gently to mimic the way her pussy tugged him when she gripped him with her inner muscles, sent icy-hot chills up and down his spine. He couldn’t help but move with her. When he encouraged her to suck harder, and she did, there was no other feeling like it. Rachel always took her time with him and he loved that the most about having her lips on his cock.

She sucked his cock lovingly for a few minutes, responding softly as he whispered to her how much she pleased him, how much he loved her. After another minute, she suckled him one last time and climbed back over him. She lifted her nightgown, revealing the satiny-smooth beauty beneath as she pulled it over her head and laid it aside.

Stroking her pussy with his fingertips, Eli could feel the slick evidence of her desire. She moaned softly and moved against his fingers when he fingered her swollen clit and then lay down on his torso and straddled him again above his hard cock. She kissed his lips, and he lost himself in her eyes as she lay over his chest and slowly slid down until the big head of his cock made contact with her slick, wet entrance.

Eli loved the feel of her soft, resistant flesh as his head pressed for entrance against her quivering, slippery-hot opening. He flexed his hips, pressing for entry into those tight muscles. She inched back a tiny bit more and groaned softly in delight when her resistance subsided, and he slid inside her warm body. He groaned in ecstasy as her wet heat tightly engulfed his shaft and wished he could stay inside her like this forever. She looked down into his eyes as she squeezed him with her pussy muscles. A strangled, gasping moan escaped his lips, and he fought the urge to release right then.

“Angel!” he growled in ecstasy as she swiveled her hips over his cock.

“I love you, Eli.”

“I love you.” He wrapped his arms around her warm, voluptuous body.

She continued squeezing him rhythmically then tilted her hips to give him a different sensation. He lay still for her and allowed her to play as long as she wanted, giving her the control over this beautiful moment. Her sexy body draped over his was sweet torture he gladly submitted to.

Rachel’s breathing roughened, and she slid down another notch and welcomed more of his aching cock into her hot, lush wetness. She continued squeezing him and rocked over him in wet, sensual grace. She played like this over him, whispering to him of her love and desire for him, until her arousal flamed into a fire around him, and she rose over him, her blue eyes glittering with lust.

Bracing her delicate hands on his chest, Rachel slid down all the way on him in one luscious, sweeping plunge to the hilt. Her soft, moaning gasp was music to his ears. The sound of it alone made him want to come.

She remained motionless for a second then opened her eyes and steadied herself. She flung her long, fragrant hair over her shoulder, sat upright and lifted off slightly, and rocked her hips as she slid back down over him. He thrust against her, wanting to be as deep inside her as he could be.

Her soft lips parted on a moan, and her eyelids slid closed in bliss. The backs of her hands slid up her rib cage in a perfect copy of her dance move from earlier in the evening, her fingernails straying over her tight, erect nipples, and then her hands slid up into her hair. Her back arched, and her head tilted back. He felt the ends of her hair trace in a tickling touch over his thighs.

He experienced a moment of something like déjà vu, remembering the moment he’d seen her face on the dance floor as she danced with Grace the first time he’d laid eyes on her. He’d envisioned her like this, astride him, her back arched, soft lips parted in ecstasy as she rode his cock in rapturous abandon.

Back then, he knew he desired her body. Now, he knew
her
. He knew the color of her eyes, the depth of her love, the goodness and gentleness of her soul, and he was reduced in that moment to a man hopelessly enslaved to his woman. He was overcome with the strength of her love for him, her desire for him.

Eli threw his head back in blissful surrender as she rode his aching, throbbing cock to a blistering, red-hot orgasm, both of them crying out in unadulterated joy. They rode every single pulse together as his cum jetted from his cock, and her pussy clenched like a vise around him. When the pulses stopped, she toppled limply over him as a quivering, sated sigh escaped her lips.

He held her as she trembled against him and traced his fingers over her silky back. As she lay over him, her flush swept over her, and it filled him with primal male satisfaction to feel this visible, tangible proof that she had experienced such great pleasure with him. Her soft breathing wafted over his chest, tickling the smattering of chest hairs there. She sighed deeply and touched his face.

Softly, he asked, “Are you all right? Any pain?”

 “No. Making love with you was beautiful, pure pleasure. No pain at all. Thank you for letting me have my way with you. I loved it. Do you feel good?”

 “Hmm, do I feel good? I feel like I died and went to heaven. I feel like I’m still there.” He tilted his hips slightly, feeling his cock lodged in her tight, hot depths. They both moaned softly. “That’s heaven, angel.”

After a few minutes, she rose and allowed him to pull out. He held out his arms to hold her against his chest. After she laid her head on his shoulder and relaxed, he said gently, “Tell me what happened before you came in tonight.” He tried to brace himself for whatever she might say.

She told him exactly what happened in the parking lot, blushing hotly, and he held his reaction in check as well as he could and listened.