It had been several years since she’d had sex. For some reason, she’d kept putting Fred off and now she was glad she did.
Gab grinned when he saw her staring. “Don’t worry, darlin’. You’ll be ready for me. I won’t hurt you”—he touched her chin, bringing her gaze upward—”never again, in any way.” Then he pulled a condom out of his wallet and put it on the table by the bed.
He moved into her space and ran his hands down her arms. Then he pulled her close, warming her with his body heat. She trembled inside and out. Grace closed her eyes. Her body arched inward toward his hard muscles.
His scent took her back to being sixteen, and the desire to be closer and closer to him. She’d wanted to give her all. But he’d been strong for both of them. Her eyes popped open, and Grace took a step back.
“Easy darlin’. Don’t be afraid.” He gently took hold of her arms and pulled her back against his hard frame. “I’m a man who knows what he wants. I’m not going anywhere this time. At least not without you.” He lifted her onto the bed and straddled her body.
Then he unsnapped her bra and removed it. His hands covered her breasts and she sighed. It felt so good. His fingers brushed across her rosy peaks.
“You have the most luscious breasts.” Gab leaned down and sucked on her peaked nipple. “Sweet as nectar.”
Her pulse raced, and his every stroke sent her juices soaking her panties. “Take me,” she pleaded.
“Soon.” Then he moved downward, kissing her soft abdomen and pushing her panties off. He flung them to the side and spread her legs wide.
“Your scent makes my cock harden more.” He kissed the inner sides of her thighs and around her mound. Her body twisted underneath his mouth.
She wanted him to touch her in her most sensitive spot, but for several minutes he teased her as he kissed all but that area.
When she was certain she couldn’t take a minute more, he opened her folds and swept his tongue across her pearl. She screamed as the intense pleasure soared through her body.
Gab quickly sheathed his cock, and then licked from her clit to the opening of her sweet pussy. His tongue flicked inside, and she pushed her body closer against his mouth. Ripples of pleasure flowed from her feet to the top of her head. Her whole body shook under his sexy onslaught.
* * * *
He placed his cock at her opening and surged inside. Her pussy walls tightened around him. Gab took a deep breath and held still, enjoying the feel of her slick walls holding him snug. So many nights he’d dreamed of holding her like this. She didn’t know how the memory of the carefree summer they shared had kept him going on the dark, dangerous nights he hiked through enemy land.
Slowly, he began to go in and out. Her pussy walls released, and then tightened in rhythm with his movements. He stared at her lovely face, her brown eyes were lit with hunger for him, and her pulse beat rapidly in the curve of her neck. Long, auburn hair waved across her shoulders to her breasts. She’d never looked so delectable.
Grace grabbed his butt and urged him on. “Take me harder.”
“Your wish is mine, darlin’.” He plunged in and out faster. His heart hammered against his chest so hard he wondered if it might burst right through. A shot of sheer euphoria shot up his spine. Her pussy pulsed and rippled around his cock as they both shouted out their release.
Gab rolled off of her, but held her close to his side. They breathed heavily and perspiration shone on their faces. His fingers glided gently across her cheek, and then skimmed across the soft skin of her body.
“What are you thinking?” Gab asked after several long minutes of silence.
“Nothing. I’m enjoying the feel of your body against mine.”
Gab knew she lied, but he didn’t confront her. He also knew it would take longer than one night together to convince her to trust him again. But he’d gain her trust, no matter how long it took.
Chapter Five
Grace woke in the early morning hours. They’d showered and fallen asleep in each other’s arms. Moonlight shone in the room and across the bed.
Gab lay against her back with his arm around her middle. This was their first night together. A dream come true for her, if it lasted.
She’d only been with a few men. One she’d dated for three years, but they’d decided they made better friends than lovers. Gab had always been the man in her heart.
His warmth and even breathing was comforting and enticing. She moved closer into his embrace.
“Your wiggly butt woke me.” His sleepy voice sounded gravelly.
She squirmed around to face him. “You were going to go home hours ago,” she reminded him. “You said you’d just lie down for a few minutes.”
“Do you want me to leave?”
His cock had awoken, too. It was hard and pulsing against her abdomen. “Not just yet,” she whispered.
Her fingers rubbed across the crown of his dick. When he groaned, she smiled. Then she slid down and took him into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head of his cock, and she tasted his salty essence. She took him in further and licked along the sides and underside. His hands grasped her head as she moved up and down his length.
“That’s feels great,” he managed to say between gritted teeth.
She looked up. “From your expression, I’d think I was hurting you.”
“You’re testing my self-control. I intend to be in your sweet pussy when I let go.”
“Let’s see if I can change your mind.” She lowered her head and began to torment him with the sliding of her tongue around and all over his cock. Her hand cupped his sac and softly caressed his balls.
“Stop.”
She heard the urgency in his tone, and kissed his crown before moving upward along his muscled body. “You missed out by interrupting me.”
“No, I didn’t.” He rolled and she was under him. Gab pushed her legs apart with his. “Now, I have you where I want you.” He grinned at her.
She threw her body against his, but he held her tight. “I win. I get my way.” He nuzzled her neck and kissed the place where her pulse pounded. Then he nibbled across her collarbone on his way to her breasts.
Gab cupped them in his hands. “Soft, luscious, and sweet.” He leaned forward, tasting her rosy nipples.
Grace shivered in delight. She ran her hands through his hair and across his shoulders, while he caressed her breasts and licked each nipple. When he blew across her wet peak, a stab of desire shot from her breast to her abdomen. Her juices flowed from her pussy, wetting her lower lips.
“You’re so responsive to my touch.” Gab sucked on her breast, and her lower body rose against his hard cock.
“Take me now.”
“Slow and easy, darlin’. I’m not going to rush. I intend to savor every moment.”
His lips left a trail of kisses across her abdomen to her inner thighs. He uncovered her clit and licked across the sensitive bundle of nerves.
Grace’s eyes prickled with tears. One slipped down her cheek just as Gab glanced at her face. He stopped and cuddled her in his arms.
“What is it, Grace?”
“I remembered how I fell in love with you in the past. It was difficult to get over your rejection. I was just a teenager, but my heart knew love. I think I’d loved you from the time you rescued me from the river, when the water was high and rushing, and I fell in. My brothers and you jumped in, but you got to me first. You were my hero.”
Gab rubbed her back and lightly kissed her tears away. “I’m sorry I hurt you. I can’t change our past, but our future will be different. I didn’t make any promises when we were dating that summer, but I’m not making excuses. I’m giving you my word about our future, and I mean it.”
“I’m not certain I can get past our previous relationship and trust you. My body says yes, but my mind keeps getting in the way.”
“Give me time. You’ll learn you can have faith in me.”
“Well, at this moment my body is yelling for you
to make love to me. My insides are still trembling from your touch.”
“Then let me love your body, and I’ll work on that brain of yours.”
He sucked on her lower lip, and then placed light kisses all along her body back to her lower lips. Gently, he spread her legs and licked her juices from the opening of her pussy.
“You taste and smell like sweet strawberries.” His tongue flicked in the opening, spiking her desire.
Heat curled in her abdomen and spread out. The sensuous swirl of his tongue electrified her nerves. All thought of the past had gone. Her awareness completely focused on Gab and the blissful joy he generated in her.
His face had drawn taut, and his blue eyes looked dark and mysterious. He reached for the condom package.
“Open it, and put it on me.”
Grace fumbled with the wrapper. Her hands shook. She wanted him in her pussy so bad. Finally, she got it open and rolled the condom down his huge cock.
* * * *
He kept eye contact with her as he positioned his dick at her opening and slid inside. Her pupils enlarged and her pussy walls clamped tight. Deep pleasure rose up his spine and outward. She was hot, wet, and tight.
For seconds, he stared at her and wished she’d believe in him. He couldn’t bear the thought of not having her for his wife. Only tonight, with Grace, had he found this incredible joy.
Gab moved in and out and gradually thrust harder and faster. She clasped his buttocks, urging him on. Her hips rose to take him further in with each stroke. When he put pressure on her clit, her expression changed and her pussy walls pulsed around him.
Underneath him, her body stiffened then bucked as her orgasm swept across her. Gab plunged in faster until he got swept up in a tide of euphoria and yelled out her name. He threw his head back and gasped for breath. Gradually his heartbeat slowed.
“I’m glad the walls between these two units are very thick,” Grace said.
Gab held himself off of her with his elbows. He kissed her mouth and rolled to the side. When he could speak, he said, “I don’t care who hears. I’ll shout my love from the rooftops. In fact,”—he jumped out of bed, grabbed his pants, and ran out of the room—”I’ll yell it from the balcony.”
* * * *
Grace threw her robe on and tightened the belt while running after him. He’d managed to get his pants up when he got to the balcony door. He slid it open and ran to the waist-high wall.
“I love Grace Brodie,” he yelled as loud as he could.
She stepped behind him and put her arms around his waist. “Silly, no one can hear you or see you.” She kissed his bare back.
He turned and wrapped her in his arms. “They may not, but you’ll remember until I can get to Frontier City and remind you.”
They stood with their arms wrapped around each other’s waist and watched the sun rise. Gab kissed the top of her head.
“I guess that’s my signal to shower and go home. I want to finish preparing the office so I can leave next weekend and join you in Montana. I’ll keep in touch.”
“Once I finish my errands, I’ll take a taxi to the airport.”
“I can drive you.”
“No, I don’t know exactly what time I’ll want to leave. You have business to take care of, and I don’t mind the taxi.”
“I suppose this is part of your independent streak. I’ll have to get used to it.”
“Yes. I’ll make coffee. Do you want eggs, or shall we have chocolate cake for breakfast?
“Let’s be decadent and have cake. I’ll shower and dress while the coffee is perking.”
Grace made her cup of coffee and sipped on it until she heard the shower go off. Then she put his on and divided the large slice of cake.
They giggled like kids, while enjoying the delicious cake. “Mom would have a fit if she saw me eating such an unhealthy meal,” Grace said.
“Mine, too. We won’t tell them.” He winked, and swallowed his last bite.
She walked him to the door. He licked the chocolate from her lips and kissed her.
“Take care. I’ll see you soon.”
He went out, but waited until she locked the door. Then she heard him get in the elevator. She’d given him the code to unlock it.
Back in the kitchen, she sat and stared into space. She’d been right. She hadn’t been able to resist him, and she wanted to trust him. But her mind was more wary than her heart. What a mess. Being friends first was the best idea for both of them.
Her good intentions had given way when he’d touched her. She’d thought she had locked her emotions behind sturdy walls. Gab broke through them, too easily, and they burst like a dam giving out and flooded over her.
She was determined to not let him push her toward marriage. Trust took time. And right now marriage was about as appealing as having the chickenpox. They’d get to know each other again as people, not only lovers. She’d demand it.
* * * *
When Grace returned from the bank to her condo on Monday morning and got out of the taxi, another cab pulled in behind hers. Fred jumped out and ran to stand in front of her. Grace took several steps backward.
“What are you doing here, Fred?”
“I had to see you. I can’t believe you’d throw me over so easily. It’s as though we’d never had any type of relationship.”
“Fred, I’m sorry. I should have told you weeks ago that I wasn’t ready for marriage.”
“Yes, and you didn’t. I think you owe it to me to wait at least two months before ending our engagement.”
“It’s ended. I won’t change my mind.”
“People at work will think I’m a fool and laugh at me. My bosses were happy to hear about my engagement to such a lovely lady. I may lose my job.”
“You deliberately told them for fear I’d give you the ring back. And you proposed in a way where I had to take it. You created your own situation.” Grace started to walk around him. He grabbed her arm.
“You can’t walk away from me.”
“Take your hand off of me, Fred.”
“Miss Brodie, is there a problem?” The doorman had been watching. He walked to her side and frowned at Fred. “I’ll escort you inside.”
Fred glared at the man and clenched his fist, but the doorman towered two to three inches over him. Grace hoped Fred wouldn’t make more of a scene.
“You haven’t heard the last from me. You will regret this decision.” He waved at a cab and jumped inside. Grace watched until it was out of sight.
“Thanks for the help. I’ll call down in about two hours and ask you to have a cab waiting for me.”
“Sure thing, Miss Brodie. I’m glad to be of assistance.”
Grace went up her elevator and sighed with relief when she was safe behind her locked doors. I’m so glad I’ll be back home tonight. I wish I’d never taken Fred there and that he didn’t know the name of my town. But he won’t dare follow me. He knows about my brothers, and what’s the sense anyway. He’ll suck it up and get over the embarrassment.
* * * *
Fred had the taxi take him home. He paced around his small apartment. The wedding gown hung on the back of a door, mocking him. He grabbed a kitchen knife and slit open the bag. Then he sliced through and across the fragile satin and lace just the way he’d like to slice through her heart one of these days.
She’d quit work. He guessed she’d head home. He checked the airlines and saw a flight out this afternoon. It wouldn’t hurt to be at the airport to see if she checked in. If not this flight, then maybe another.
He’d called a lawyer and had an appointment at four to discuss filing for breach of promise. It gave him plenty of time to go to the airport and see Grace off. He wouldn’t let her see him, not this time, but later she’d know he was around.
Chapter Six
Grace put her suitcases in the cab. The doorman waved as she sat back for the ride to the airport. She glanced back several times but there wasn’t another taxi close enough to be
following her.
She hadn’t contacted Gab about Fred being outside her condo. Going home should cool the situation. No need to cause more problems and have Gab beating the heck out of Fred.
After she checked her luggage, she took her boarding passes and went to the check points. Once she got past there she was safe. Fred had no way of following her to the gate. He didn’t even know she was leaving today.
Her shoulders relaxed. She took out her e-reader and read during the wait time. When they called her flight, she got on and went to first class. She was through with Fred and his penny pinching. She had the money to fly comfortably and didn’t intend to feel embarrassed by the fact. When the plane took off, it was as though a pressure had lifted off her shoulders. She was going home.
* * * *
Grace’s mom opened the door and gathered Grace into her arms. “Welcome back, honey.”
Grace squeezed her mom tight. “I’m so glad to be here.” She stepped inside the door. The house looked and smelled the same. “You’ve been cooking.”
“Since you were coming home, it gave me an excuse. I miss having Sam to cook for, but I’m glad to see him and Sylvia so happy.”
“This is the first time you’ve been alone in many years.”
“Yes, it has taken some adjusting, but I’m managing fine.”
Her mother led the way to the kitchen. “I hope you’re hungry. I cooked pork chops and lots of vegetables.”
“And you made my favorite coconut crème pie. Thanks, Mom. Especially for not saying I told you so. I know you wanted me to stay home and start my design business, but I believe the experience in New York will be invaluable in my work.”
“I agree. I was wrong. I didn’t want you to leave home. You’re my only daughter, but it wasn’t fair for me to try to hold you back.”
“Sometimes you have to go away to see the real value of what you left behind.”
Her mother looked at her strangely. “Someone else said almost those same words to me not long ago.”
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