Tempting Grace (11 page)
Authors: Anne Rainey
“The rope is different.” His warm palms parted her, and she could well imagine him staring at her there. Her face heated. “Jackson, please don’t.”
“Ah, sweet Gracie, don’t you know I only want to bring you pleasure? Let me have this virgin ass, baby. You’ll see it’s not as bad as you’re imagining.” He reached for the bottle, but she got to it first. She picked it up and held it out of his reach. “What is it? Are you afraid it’ll hurt?”
“You only want to possess me. That’s what this is about. Total submission.”
“Yes, that’s part of it. I want to make you mine, completely mine. The thought of other men touching you makes my gut burn as if I’d downed a bottle of acid. But there’s more to it than that. I want you to surrender to me. Give me your trust, baby. You won’t be sorry.” 60
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Grace knew she could be making the biggest mistake of her life. He could crush her heart as no one else could. She wouldn’t be able to recover if Jackson destroyed her. But it was time to take a leap of faith.
All this chemistry had to lead somewhere. Hell, he couldn’t just be scratching an itch. She wouldn’t believe that. She had to trust that he felt something for her.
She took a deep breath and handed him the lotion.
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He’d known the instant he’d woken to find her gone that what he felt for Grace went deeper than lust.
He was in love with her. The confounding woman damn near drove him to drink at times, but then she also made him feel whole, as if a piece of himself had been missing and he just hadn’t known it. As he stared down at her stretched out on her stomach, trusting him with something precious, he wanted to howl it at the moon, shout from the highest mountain that Grace Vaughn belonged to him. No other had a right to touch her. Her soft cries and naughty glances were for him alone. He knew half the reason he was about to take her anally was because he wanted to fill every part of her, to imprint himself on her in a way that spoke of pure, animalistic ownership. He’d never needed another woman’s total submission before. Hell, he’d never even asked. But with Grace, nothing less would do. He wanted her completely, with no barriers between them.
Jackson popped the top of the bottle of lotion and poured some into the palm of his hand. He smoothed his hands together, warming the fragrant liquid, before he stroked Grace’s baby-soft skin. She moaned as he gently massaged her, readying her for the invasion of his cock where no man had ever been.
The thought tore a growl from his chest.
He smoothed his fingertips over her lower back. “Your skin is so delicate, baby. I could bruise you so easily.”
“Mmm, I don’t think I care with you doing that. Oh, my, that feels so incredible. You are one talented man, Jackson. I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.” His chest swelled with pride. He let his fingers drift over the small indentations above her bottom and murmured, “You are being a very good little pet, Gracie. Shall I reward you?”
“Please reward me,” she moaned.
Jackson let his slick fingers dip between her ass cheeks and slid one digit up and down her anus. Over and over again, making certain she was completely slick with the vanilla-scented cream before he wiggled it into the tight pucker a bare inch. Her startled intake of breath at the tiny invasion reminded him that she was new to anal sex. He forced his raging libido down, hoping to build the pleasure slowly.
“Will you beg for me, pet?” The need to fill her with his cock instead of his finger began to ride him hard.
Her body, once so pliant, now seemed strung tight. “I don’t know what you want. Please, you’re making me crazy.”
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Her husky voice nearly did him in. “You know exactly what I want. Admit you’re mine, baby, tell me now before I fuck this tight little ass.”
“Oh, god, this is so insane,” she cried out.
“Say it, Gracie.”
She turned her head and glared at him. “Fine, I’m yours, happy now?” He grinned. “For now.” He pulled his finger free and poured more cream onto his fingers, then spread it around. “When my cock slides into this sexy little butt, it’ll feel so incredible you’ll come back for more.
You’ll crave this type of lovemaking after I’m through, I promise you.” He slid two fingers into her this time, spreading her open, willing her muscles to relax. She writhed beneath him, and he had to hold her hip to keep her from hurting herself.
“Spread your legs a little more,” he ordered. When she complied, his entire body shot out of control.
He could see everything. Her heart-shaped ass, the pink pucker of her anus and her wet, swollen cunt. She was completely on display.
“It feels forbidden, doesn’t it?” he asked. She replied with a jerky nod as she buried her face into the bedspread. “You’ve always been my forbidden pleasure, Gracie. Each time I looked at you, I knew I had no business thinking what I was thinking. You were too young, too innocent. But it never seemed to matter, because I still wanted you.”
She lifted her head and started to speak, but he slid his fingers in another inch and all that came out was a whimper. Jackson was buried clear to his knuckles inside Grace’s ass.
“There are a lot of sensitive nerve endings around your anus. When my cock fills you, it’s going to feel so damn good. Spreading you open and pumping into you. Tell me. Admit you want me there. Give me permission, baby.”
“Yes, Jackson.”
Just what he wanted to hear. “You will be able to feel every throb.” He leaned over her and whispered into her ear. “Every inch will feel like another taste of paradise. Then, when I come, you’ll feel the heat of it shooting through you. Would you like me to come inside of you? Right here—” he wiggled his fingers for emphasis “—in this tight little ass where no man has ever touched?”
“You make me want things. I’ve never felt so ready to come and you’ve not even touched my clit.
Please don’t make me wait.”
Her passion equaled his, but he couldn’t take her, not just yet. “I want to make sure you’re ready for me.” He pulled his fingers free and added a third, then thrust inside, stretching her, pushing her beyond her comfort zone. He made every attempt to go slow, allowing her body to adjust to the invasion. She moaned and spread her legs further, pressed backward against his hand, as if anxious for more.
“Mmm, that’s it, pet,” he murmured. “Now you’re ready.” Jackson’s body was on fire and his dick ached for release. He couldn’t wait another second.
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He reached for the bottle of lotion once more and poured a small amount over his aching cock, already swollen and dripping with pre-come at the thought of being buried deep. Gently, Jackson separated the round globes of Grace’s backside and touched the head of his cock to her entrance. Alert to any sign of pain, he pushed the head of cock inside. It was such sweet torture to hold back from thrusting deeply. His body was desperate to fuck her hard and fast.
She cried out his name and clutched the bedspread above her head. As he slipped in another inch, she thrust backward.
He held her hips in place. “Easy, baby. Let me take you there slowly.” Another inch more and she tried to take control of their lovemaking by pushing herself onto him. He bit back a curse as the action caused his cock to slip in another inch. “Slow down or you’ll hurt yourself,” he commanded.
She was new to this type of sexual pleasure and didn’t understand that they couldn’t rush this first time. He refused to cause her even an ounce of pain—despite the way his primal instincts kept battering at him to fill her.
As he held her down, Jackson heard Grace let loose a needy little whimper. The yearning, delicate sound turned his heart to mush and he gave her another thick inch of his hard flesh. In the same instant, he took his right hand from her hip and toyed with the tempting little bud of her clitoris. He watched her back arch, her hands clutching the bedspread as she became a slave to her body’s delicious sensations. With no warning she screamed his name and pushed against him as her orgasm took her. It was sheer ecstasy to bring her to all new heights of pleasure.
“Now,” he snarled. “All of me.”
“Yes!”
A rumbling growl escaped him at her feral response. He pushed himself the rest of the way inside her tightest opening, her muscles sucked him in and she immediately tensed.
Jackson swore, then swore again. The pleasure-pain of her body’s clutch was the best sort of torment.
“Fuck, ease up, Grace.”
“I-I can’t,” she cried.
Jackson reached up and stroked her sweat soaked hair away from her face, then covered her body with his larger frame, folding himself around her protectively. He kissed her upturned cheek and felt her inner muscles relax. He thanked the heavens above. Much more of her clenching and he would have embarrassed himself.
“Good girl.” He bit the smooth line of her neck, pleased when she all but purred for him. He licked and suckled at her neck, knowing now how much she liked it, and began a gentle rhythm with his hips.
Leisurely he built the pace until his overheated flesh was slapping against hers.
“You belong to me.”
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She didn’t speak, only licked her lips and pushed against him, joining in the rhythm of their beautiful dance. Soon he felt himself swell and his balls drew up tight. One more thrust and he was there, his cock erupting inside her, hot fluid filling her. She shouted his name and joined him with her own climactic finish.
Jackson kissed Grace’s cheek, then her neck. “You make me lose control.”
“I know what you mean.”
Jackson slipped his cock free of her tight opening, then sat back on his knees and stared down at the little blonde beauty who’d stolen his heart with a few sarcastic comments. It was unbelievable he’d gone his entire life keeping his heart safe, only to have it snatched away by a woman too sassy for her good. He moved off the bed and said, “Come on, shower time.”
“I can’t move, but you go ahead.”
He shook his head, then swatted her ass. She jerked and glared at him. “What was that for?” He held out his hand. “Get your cute ass in gear. We need a shower, then we need to see about the conference.”
She muttered to herself and scooted across the bed. “I suppose I should spend at least a little time looking over the different software companies. Vaughn is due for some upgrades.” Jackson grabbed her as she started around him toward the bathroom. He pulled her in tight and took her mouth in a demanding mating of lips. As he felt her surrender, he dipped low, swung her into his arms and carried her to the bathroom. He licked at the seam of her lips before lifting his head. He looked at the huge tub and changed his mind about a quick shower. Leaving Grace standing in the middle of the room nibbling at her lower lip, Jackson turned on the faucets and adjusted the temperature of the water until it was just right.
“I thought you wanted to shower?”
He held out a hand and she took it willingly, a shy smile crossing her face. “Changed my mind.” He let her step in first, before he moved in behind her and sat down. She settled between his legs before he grabbed the soap and washcloth.
“No bubble bath?”
He smoothed the cloth over her slick skin and felt his cock begin to stir. “It’d only detract from the view.”
Grace was silent as he started to clean her. He made his way down over her torso, then massaged the washcloth between her thighs. It wasn’t long before the washcloth became annoying. He dropped it in the water and let his fingers journey over Grace’s smooth skin. When he moved upward, touching the plump flesh of her breasts, she quivered. He imagined what it might be like to have her this way every morning, soft, trusting, ready for his pleasure.
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“You’re so pretty, baby,” Jackson murmured. “I love the way you react to my touch.” He pinched her nipple and Grace arched forward. “You make me lose my mind.”
“I love your touch,” Grace breathed out. She lifted her arm and clutched his forearm, as if afraid he’d disappear if she let go. He could’ve told her he wasn’t about to go anywhere.
Jackson’s skimmed his fingers back and forth over each puffy nipple, forcing them to tight peaks. He inched his way over her ribcage to her hips, before cupping her mound. “Mmm, my pretty little baby,” he whispered against her ear. “So soft and sweet.”
Grace spread her legs wider, giving him the advantage. He dipped his finger into her pussy, pulling another moan from her. He was slow and gentle, the need to savor each touch paramount in his mind. There would be no speeding to the finish line this time. He used his other hand to pinch her clitoris between his finger and thumb, rolling and squeezing the tight bundle of nerves. His blood ran hot as her pussy clenched around him.
“Oh, God, I want you,” she admitted. “I feel like I’ve wanted you forever.”
“Me too, sweetheart, but let me make love to you for a bit. There’s no hurry.” He emphasized his words by letting another finger join the first inside her wet heat. His cock pressed against her bottom and he had to force back the need to plunge it deep inside her hot little ass. Grace pushed her lower body into his hand, working herself into a frenzy.
He kissed her neck and sucked at her pulse, giving her a small purple mark. “Mine,” he growled.
“Please,” Grace begged, her voice hoarse from her earlier shouts.
He placed a series of soft kisses down her shoulder and hummed against her wet skin, “You’re so sexy like this, baby. All slick and eager. I could drown in you.” Smoothing his fingers over Grace’s fleshy labia, he watched as she flung her head back and moaned deep, pushing against his hand. Her desperation fueled his hunger.
Moving his fingers inside her quicker, he found just the right rhythm, caressing her into a wild fervor.
When she was nearly there, he pulled all the way out, then plunged deep. He pumped himself against the supple flesh of her ass while he finger-fucked her tight pussy, helpless to stop the firestorm raging inside him. Without warning Grace burst apart, her inner muscles holding his fingers tightly. Her bucking body pushed him over the edge and had him coming in hot spurts against her body, coating them both with his seed.
