At that moment I wasn’t sure. She was beautiful. She’d caught some sun, her cheeks were red, and her hair had been ruffled from the breeze, but it wasn’t just how she looked that captivated me. It was who she was. From the way she cared about everyone around her, whether it be human or bovine. The grit and determination she showed stubbornly refusing to give up until she achieved it. But mostly, it was the way she fit me perfectly. In every sense of the word, she fit me. Working alongside each other today had been easy. We laughed, we messed up, we tried again. Who knew it could actually be fun to build a chicken coop? I certainly hadn’t expected it, but then again, I hadn’t expected Grace either and now I couldn’t imagine what it would be like without her.
“You, my dear, are about to lie there and watch me celebrate your birthday. I want to hear every scream and every moan.”
“Cole …”
I tossed her shoe on the floor and unlaced the other one. Grace propped herself up on her elbows. She was chewing on herbottom lip and thinking way too hard for someone about to be fucked seven ways to Sunday.
I dropped Grace’s shoe to the ground, the thud echoing over her ragged breathing.
“We can’t … What if Zane comes back?”
“He’s not back for a week,” I confirmed as I popped the button on her shorts.
When Grace lifted her hips and helped me shimmy them down her legs, I knew for someone asking so many questions, she was as into this as I was.
Finally naked from the waist down, I ran my hands up her smooth legs. Grace’s skin was like silk. I couldn’t keep my hands off it. But it wasn’t enough. I could smell her arousal even though her knees were clamped together.
“Open those knees, sweetheart,” I requested. “Let me see that pretty pussy.”
Grace dropped back on the table, her head clunking on the timber before she threw an arm across her eyes, in the same moment, she let her knees fall open. She was stunning. Glistening for me. I salivated.
I pulled her arm down as I dropped to my knees between her thighs. “No way, pretty girl. No hiding. We’re celebrating here.”
“Ugh!” Grace huffed dramatically, propping herself back up on her elbows.
I ran my nose along the seam of her lips breathing her in. She was intoxicating. Addictive. I massaged her thighs with my hands, and Grace squirmed beneath me.
“Cole!” This time my name fell from her lips like a plea.
“I know what you need, sweetheart, and I’m going to give it to you,” I promised, using my thumbs to open her up.
The first lick made my dick turn to iron.
The second made my balls tingle.
When I sucked on her clit, Grace arched from the table and grabbed her boob squeezing roughly through her shirt.
“Show me those tits, pretty girl,” I growled against her pussy before lapping at her slowly.
Grace struggled, but her determination had her balling up her shirt and tossing it away before unsnapping her bra, dropping it to the floor, and reaching for her boob again.
“That feels so fucking good,” she swore as she pinched her nipple.
Slowly, painfully slowly I circled her clit with my tongue, her legs trembling around me. I reached down and adjusted my weeping dick in my boxers. I was going to embarrass myself but couldn’t summon the energy to care. This wasn’t about me. This was about Grace and making sure my girl felt special.
I took her clit between my lips and sucked on it as I slid two fingers knuckle deep inside her.
“Holy fuck!” Grace swore as she jack-knifed off the table.
I pulled them back before thrusting them inside her again. Finding a rhythm that had her teetering on the edge of nirvana, I pumped my fingers while I licked and sucked and lapped everything up she had to offer me.
She was holding back, and I wasn’t having that. This wasn’t a one-and-done. I wanted three orgasms from her before I bent her over the table and buried myself balls-deep in my happy place.
I crooked my fingers and hit that spot deep inside her that had Grace moaning and praying to a higher being. She flooded my fingers, and I drank down every drop.
I held my fingers steady, her vise-like walls clamping them in place as she rode out her orgasm and floated back to earth.
“That was …”
