Divine Grace (56 page)

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Grace went upstairs to say hello to Adam and check the progress on the suite. While she was up there, Jack fixed them some lunch. Leftover lasagna, salad, and garlic bread.

“She upstairs?” Jack asked softly as Adam came down the stairs.

“Yeah, just came up. She told me what happened. It seems to me like she handles stress better now.”

Ethan nodded. “She was woozy earlier, but she bounces back faster. I think it’s because she’s happy now.”

Jack grinned and continued softly, “I think you’re right. Raquel called.

Grace’s formal portrait and our gifts for Grace are all ready to be picked up, but she said to call before we come get them to make sure the studio is open.

They must be in and out a lot.”

Ethan said, “I’ll take Grace on her errands if you want to go get them while I do that.”

“Sure, I’ll give Raquel a call and let her know I’m coming. You think she’ll like them?” Jack asked, peeking around the corner at the stairs. He sure didn’t want to spoil her surprise wedding gift.

“Hell, yeah,” Ethan said enthusiastically, “she’s going to love them. I can’t wait to see Grace’s bridal portrait.”

“Sure, rub it in.”

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“Don’t worry,” Ethan snickered, “you’ll see it at the reception.”

“Whatever,” he said, placing the food and plates on the black and gray granite counter top.

“I’m taking her to her final fitting today. She is going to knock you dead when you see her at the church, Jack.”

“That good, huh?”

“That
damn
good, yeah,” Adam agreed.

* * * *

Maudie zipped the zipper at the back of the dress and then buttoned the short row of satin-covered buttons. She backed away from Grace to get a good look. “It’s perfect on you,” she said, getting a little misty-eyed. “Even barefoot with your hair down. It’s perfect. Did you bring the clip? Would you like me to pin your hair up before we put on your veil?”

“Yes, I remembered. Let me get it.” Grace climbed down from the stair stepped pedestal and got the jeweled clip and twirled her hair up into a quick little twist. She was having her hair done at Madeleine’s for the wedding but was going to go in a few days before that to be waxed again.

She’d gotten a bikini wax in June, and the men had reacted favorably, so she was working her way toward a Brazilian wax. She doubted she’d be there in time for the wedding, but the landing strip was narrowing down nicely. Her men enthusiastically voiced their approval, though they had said they didn’t want to lose her curls entirely, which to them were womanly.

Maudie brought the veil, which flowed and fluttered with her movement. She pinned it securely at the top of the clip that Grace would wear on her wedding day. Maudie helped Grace strap the bridal shoes on.

Grace loved how soft and comfortable they were on but how sexy and stylish as well. Grace nodded at Maudie and then went into the dressing room. She heard Maudie bring Ethan into the room and offer him a bottle of water, thanking him for waiting so patiently while they got Grace ready.

Grace had wanted to give Ethan the full effect and gauge his reaction.

Her heart doing little flip-flops, she moved to the doorway as Maudie nodded at her. Grace stepped smoothly from the dressing room and slowly walked across the room into his view. She smiled softly, noticing he dropped the bottled water and quickly retrieved it before any spilled.

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She saw the dreamy expression she loved. It told her everything she needed to know. They had chosen well. The waistline was an asymmetrical row of pearl and sequin beading that began under the right breast, passing underneath and creating an Empire waist effect, wrapping around at an angle in the back. The same beading also created the narrow but sturdy shoulder straps. The bodice wrapped simply in the front, overlapping slightly at her cleavage, giving it a Greek goddess look. The skirt was several layers of the same fabric that flowed and swirled with the slightest movement. It was smooth and silken, flowing around her feet, barely showing her sandals. The short train would be pinned up onto a tiny button at the reception, creating a beautiful drape in the back, which would allow her to dance as much as she wanted. She turned for him so that he could see the veil, which mimicked the movements of the skirt.

“Do you think it will do?” she asked him cheekily as she pointed a toe and slowly lifted the skirt, showing off her shoe, her calf, knee, and finally the top of her white lace stocking.

His eyes had a definite dazed look to them. “I think it will more than
do
.

Grace. You’re a goddess in it.” He approached her on the pedestal. He took her hand, bowed over it, and kissed her knuckles. Vaguely, she heard Maudie let loose a tiny sob and excuse herself from the room. “You’re so beautiful you made her cry.”

“No, I think your sweet words made her cry.” Grace leaned down to kiss him from the pedestal. “Why don’t you send her back in so I can get out of all these buttons, and then we can get over to Clay’s? I’m anxious to see your rings.”

They wrapped things up with Maudie, thanking her for her extra help in making the veil. With the gown safely wrapped and all the accessories accounted for, they stopped in to pick up the men’s wedding bands and the bridal jewelry her men had ordered for her. Each piece was designed to coordinate with her wedding ring. There was a wide cuff bracelet, teardrop earrings, and a teardrop necklace. Grace was stunned by the expense because this was platinum and diamond jewelry, but they had insisted she have it. The men’s wedding bands were a more masculine version of Grace’s ring, with a polished platinum outer band surrounding an unpolished braided wire in gold for Jack and unpolished platinum for Ethan and Adam. She’d asked Clay to place a special inscription in each ring.

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They had agreed to wait until the morning of the wedding to look at the inscriptions because Grace wouldn’t see the inscription in her wedding band until then.

* * * *

That same night, Grace went upstairs to the mistress suite, as they were now officially calling it, to talk to her men, who were working on the renovation at night as well. She asked them to stop for a few minutes so she could talk to them.

“What can we do for you, darlin’?” Jack asked, scrubbing the paint off his hands with a damp rag.

Ethan and Adam came in from the bathroom, carrying caulking guns.

They both had their shirts off and grinned at her when she eyed them hungrily. Ethan winked at her, already knowing what she wanted because she had asked him about it privately in the truck on the way home that evening.

“I want all of you.” Her cheeks burned as she said it, but she knew she was ready. She’d thought about it all week, desiring to make love with all of them at once. She didn’t want to wait for her wedding night. Since falling in love with them, she had gotten a lot better at asking for what she wanted and needed. They told her when she was ready they would try with her, and she didn’t want her wedding night to be a “try” kind of night. She wanted to be better prepared for them than that.

They grinned and dropped what they were doing. “Let us shower, and we’ll be right there,” Adam said.

“I want to make sure you understand what I’m asking for, honey. I want all of you…at one time, now, tonight. I want it for our wedding night also, but I don’t want that to be the first time.”

“You’re sure, darlin’?” Jack asked, his eyes narrowed in concern. Grace went to him and slid her arms about his waist and kissed him tenderly.

“I’ve never been surer of anything. Finish what you’re doing. I’ll go pour myself a glass of wine and take a nice long bubble bath.” At the doubtful look on Jack’s face, she added, “Another night of firsts, right? I’ll be fine. I really want this, Jack.” She kissed him. “I’ll leave y’all to work out

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the…logistics.” She made eye contact with Ethan, and he nodded. “I’ll be in the tub soaking, enjoying my wine.”

She turned and sauntered from the room.

* * * *

Jack’s thoughts were a confusing mix of lust, need, love, and concern.

He wanted the foursome experience with her like he wanted air in his lungs.

But he also knew the realities of that experience. They were all big men.

What if it didn’t go well? What if she didn’t like it? Part of him wanted to wait a while longer, and other
parts
of him wanted to kick his ass for even thinking it as his cock rose up like a steel pole in his jeans.

Dammit.

“She really does want this, y’all.” Ethan said. “She told me in the truck this afternoon that she feels very comfortable with us and is ready to try.

Lots of lube and preparation and she’ll love it. She trusts us so much.”

Hesitantly glancing over at Jack, Ethan continued, “Jack, Grace wants you to be the first to take her anally.”

“She
what
?” This was not the way he planned it.

“She said Adam was the first to have his mouth on her, the first to taste her. I was the one who took her virginity. She wants for you to be the first to take her anally.”

“Dammit, you know I can’t do that.” All of them were impressively proportioned men. When compared with Ethan and Adam, what Jack might have lacked beyond his above average eight inches, he made up for in very sizable girth. The truth was he was too damn thick for her tiny little ass.

“The first time needs to be you, Ethan, just like before. It will be easier and more pleasurable for her. What if I do actual physical harm to her less than two weeks before our wedding?”

“Grace told me she knew you would say that. Because you’re concerned about it, she knows you’ll be extra careful with her and use plenty of lubricant. Grace said she’d relax for you and let you set the pace. If you agree to take her tonight, she’d be willing to put the foursome off until one night next week. She’s been using a set of plugs to make it easier for you.”

“Holy crap, she has? And we never knew?” Adam responded admiringly. “Sneaky.”

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“Dammit.”

“I know,” Ethan reassured him, “but she has her heart set on it, and we’ll be there to help her relax. If she tries to hide that it hurts too much, we’ll stop you and put it off for a while. But I think she’s ready.”

“Dammit. She never demands anything of us, and then she asks for the one thing that kills me to think of doing. I was hoping she would ask me
after
her first time, not to
be
the first.”

“Another night of firsts, Jack,” Adam said, patting him on the back.

“Dammit.”

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Grace soaked in the hot water, sipping her glass of wine. She thought about what would happen later, and the throb in her clit increased. She had known for a while that she wanted Jack to be her first in anal sex as much as she’d wanted them all to be first in something. But she knew she’d have to prepare herself, otherwise he’d refuse. So she’d used the plugs as Charity had recommended, gradually worked up to the largest one, using it for a couple of hours almost every day. They were soft jelly plugs, and she’d never had trouble getting it in or out and had grown accustomed to being patient and working it in gradually as she learned to focus and relax those muscles in her bottom. Her asshole tingled with pleasure now just thinking of putting the plug in it. The thought of Jack’s thick cock going there had her pussy spasming involuntarily.

She opened her eyes when she heard a noise, realizing Jack was in the bathroom with her, and she looked up hopefully at him. He came and sat on the edge of the tub, his brow furrowed in tender concern. His hand dipped into the warm water at her shoulder, then lifted a handful and trickled it over her damp skin. He traced the backs of his fingers under her jaw. He looked into her eyes, and she could see the conflict there. Ethan had told her this would be difficult for him because his desire to give her what she wanted would war with the notion of the pain she would experience if it didn’t go well.

“Grace, darlin’, I’m worried I’ll hurt you.”

“I’ve prepared myself for this, Jack. I’ve been using a plug.” She gestured toward the bathroom counter where the plug now sat.

“Ethan told me, but my cock is so—”

“Thick? I know. I got a plug that would help me accommodate
your
size. I use it for a couple of hours most every day. I left it out so that you
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could see.” She adopted a lower, more cajoling tone. “We don’t have to do the foursome,
yet
, if you’ll please take my ass tonight.”

The plug sat on the bathroom counter, clean and ready to be put away.

He looked at the plug, sighed, and finally nodded.

“All right, Grace, if this is what you really want, I’ll give it to you. But if it feels wrong or if it hurts too much you
have
to tell me.” His voice and his eyes were completely sincere in his plea. “I can’t bear the thought of injuring you. I’ll take your ass, but that’s
all
we’re doing tonight. Adam and Ethan will be there to help make you feel good and make sure you come good and hard, but after I’m done, you’re getting Advil and a cold compress, all right?”

“Thank you, honey.” She rose from the tub and took the hand he offered her. He wrapped her in a towel and helped her dry off.

“Ethan and Adam are just about done in the showers and should be out any minute. They are massaging you while I take a shower and get this paint out of my hair.” He grimaced as he ran his fingers through it.

“A massage? Really? How wonderful.” She took the towels he handed her along with a hot wet washcloth. “Rated R?”

His gaze smoldered with desire as he dimmed the lights in the bathroom. He smiled playfully for the first time since entering the bathroom.

“Triple X. You have to come twice before I’ll slide my cock in your ass tonight.”

“Oh! Oh, honey! Where’s that massage oil?” She hunted in the cabinet for it and hurried from the room. Adam and Ethan waited on the turned-down bed for her, naked, hard, and ready. She handed them the towels and the massage oil. She clipped up her hair and allowed them to help her onto the bed, lying facedown.

The massage was different this time. They both massaged her, but only one of them was the main focus, where before they had equally covered the same area. Adam hovered and stroked her back and thighs gently, but Ethan gave the first massage. Instead of straddling her, he gently parted her thighs so that they lay on either side of his knees. It sent a thrill to her pussy knowing that as he massaged her he could see her glistening slit, wet with her arousal, parted and ready to be taken.

Ethan began at her ankles and gently kneaded his way up to her ass, rubbing and caressing her flesh into relaxed oblivion.

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She knew something different was about to happen when he lifted her hips and Adam slid a pillow under her. Once she settled, he positioned himself between her thighs. She felt his stiff cock at her entrance and tilted her hips to give him full access.

“I’m sliding my cock into you now, Gracie, but you can’t come while I massage you. You’ve got to hold it as long as you can. I’ll tell you when you can come. No matter what I do, hold it back, okay?”

“Yes, Ethan.” The hum in her cunt intensified at his order not to come, making her want to come
worse
. She felt his cock nudge her clenching pussy and knew this would be a fight for self control. Somehow she’d do it for him.

I totally fail to see how that is going to help me relax.

He spread her lips and groaned as he entered her, sinking in a little at a time. Grace moaned softly and felt consumed as his big cock slid slow, warm, and so very hard inside her. Adam groaned, palming his cock slowly as she watched him beside her on the bed. When Ethan was buried to the hilt inside her, he released her hips. His hands were now free to continue the massage.

She stroked him with the muscles in her pussy and gyrated a bit so she could feel him move inside of her and Ethan growled softly. “You’re not obeying me. You want me to pop your sweet little fanny for being disobedient?”

Her pussy spasmed wildly on his cock and she froze.
Holy fucking shit!

Did I just come?

Ethan’s voice was a deep steely drawl she barely recognized, “Gracie,
that
did not
feel
like you obeying me either. Stop moving, or I’ll have to spank you for not doing as I asked.” She detected the barest, tiniest trace of amusement in his tone.

Oh shit! He knows exactly what he’s doing!

Grace naughtily growled back, “Stop moving,
my
ass
! Stop
talking
before you make me come!”

She saw Adam’s mouth gape open and his eyes went wide. He looked behind her at Ethan and grinned at him. Ethan chuckled darkly as he stroked her ass with his hot hands, “Oh you are so getting it, young lady.
But not yet.

Hold still.” Rippling contractions shivered up and down the length of his hard cock inside her and her pussy liquefied around him. His words had
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reduced her to a quivering, shaking mass, ready to come completely apart at his first move. She breathed deep as she tried to get herself under control, wondering if he really intended to spank her.

Oh, don’t think about it!
She took a couple of slow deep breaths.

“Good girl.” Ethan crooned, as Adam poured a little of the massage oil on Ethan’s outstretched hand. On top of the arousal she felt, a warm rosy glow at his complimentary words also blossomed inside her. She
loved
being his
good girl
. He rubbed the oil between his hands to warm it and then palmed it onto Grace’s back. Slowly, but firmly, his hands began a forward and retreat motion over her back, barely moving his torso.

“Gracie’s my good girl, aren’t you?” His voice was velvet and steel rolled into one devastatingly effective tool for obtaining her submission.

“Are you getting even with me?” she moaned softly.

The action of his hands rubbing through the oil up and down her spine inched his cock in and out as his hands slid down to her tailbone, then up again. She groaned softly

“For what, sweet Gracie?” Ethan asked in a soft, sensual voice.

“For orchestrating that scene and making you wait to come?”

“That’s one of my favorite memories, Gracie. No, I’m not getting even.”

His voice was deep and even, and his touch was the caress of a lover. She loved playing with him like this.

For a minute or two, he went on like that and then changed his angle and began rubbing her shoulders in shorter, faster strokes. The tremors in her pussy threatened again and she cried out, pleading with him to take longer strokes, or to move just a little bit more.

“If you’re not getting even then why are you torturing me?”

Ethan chuckled deeply. “Because I love you so much.”

His rhythm increased as his strokes became more forceful but still too short. She began to move with him, and the muscles in her cunt tightened.

Whimpering, she said, “Honey, I need to come. Please, please, please?”

“Not yet, Gracie. Hold it just a little longer.”

His words didn’t help her. They made her want it
more
! Judging by how breathless he sounded, it was becoming difficult for him to stay in control, too. She continued moving on him, unable to stop herself, holding her climax at bay by a thin thread. She arched her back and begged, “
Pretty

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please
!” as sweetly as she could, and he growled and began to thrust hard as she writhed beneath him.

“That is an incredible sight, Grace. You are so precious, baby,” Adam said softly to her. “I wish you could see how your sweet little pussy is taking every single inch of his cock as he pumps into you from behind. You love it, don’t you? To be taken from behind, to give up that control?” She was trying to hold off her climax, and Adam’s words pushed her closer and closer. He knew it, too. “We love it, too, baby. Do you need to come?”

“So bad!
Please
, honey, let me come!” Her hips flexed until he stopped her with his hands, breathing rapidly.

In a deep, sexy drawl, Ethan asked, “Are you going to be a good girl and do as I say next time? Or are you going to be a bad girl?”

“I’ll…”
Huh?
“I’ll be
whatever kind of girl you want me to be!”
she screamed. “Oh, please!” Her pussy vibrated and pulsed with barely restrained ecstasy.

“You’d be a bad girl?” he growled.

“Yes, dammit!
Now give it to me!
” she howled. She could feel it barreling down on her and really wasn’t even sure why she still asked for it when it was almost upon her.

Ethan leaned down by her ear and said teasingly, “Far be it from me not to give you what you ask for, sweet thing.” She knew what she’d earned herself a second before it landed.

“Come hard for me, baby.” His cupped palm smacked down on her right ass cheek, in a loud, but not terribly painful, pop. She gasped sharply and his palm came down on the other ass cheek a little harder and her entire body exploded with volcanic intensity.

She sobbed and screamed as he rode every pulse with her. A tremor shook his body as he thrust hard one final time and roared loudly as his cum streamed into her cunt, filling her with every powerful thrust. She felt like she was melting beneath him as he crouched over her, his hair brushing her shoulder as he kissed her temple and her jaw and her lips. She moaned blissfully, relaxed to the utmost.

Jack joined them on the bed, caressing her hand. “How are you doing, darlin’? Feeling relaxed?”

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“Oh, yes,” she murmured, “very relaxed. But I have a feeling they aren’t done with me yet.” She giggled and then gasped as Ethan slid his still semi-erect cock from her trembling pussy.

Jack reached out a gentle hand and placed it over her tingling ass cheek and his hand made her ass feel even hotter. “Someone got a spankin’, I see.

Oh, two pops?” he asked, placing his hand on the other cheek as well.

Grace giggled softly, “I’m a bad girl. I said a bad word, and I didn’t obey.”

“So she got two little licks.”

“They don’t feel so
little
right now, but I could do with a little licking,”

she murmured, then chortled in her euphoric haze. Her ass tingled, as Ethan moved over her on the bed. She was still sprawled on her stomach and she giggled and squirmed when she felt his lips on first one ass cheek then the other as he kissed, then licked, the pink handprints there.

“I promise to be a good girl from now on.” She whispered as she wiggled her tush for him to kiss it again.

“Now where would the fun be in that, darlin’?” Jack asked with a chuckle and then said, “I think Adam is waiting for you, Grace, let us help you.”

They gently helped her roll over to her back, and Adam took up position between her thighs. She noticed as Adam positioned her languid body to his liking that Ethan’s cock still glistened with her juices, and he slowly palmed it with his hand. Her pussy pulsed as she watched him. Jack gave Adam massage oil, which he smoothed over her breasts. He’d positioned his cock at her lips, and as he began spread the oil, he, too, began to press slowly into her, a little at a time, then back out and then in a little more.

“That sight, one of our cocks disappearing in to her pussy, never gets old, does it?” Ethan murmured reverently. She moaned with pleasure at the thought of how it must look but also from the feel of Adam’s warm, rough hands on her body. His cock entered her inch by delicious inch as he slid home. “Remember you have to hold off just as long as you can, baby.”

Adam stroked and teased her until she once again begged to come, then he brought her to another bone-melting orgasm, only this time without the spanking. She’d be hard-pressed to explain how she knew it, but spanking was part of her play with Ethan, but not Adam. Holding off the climax created tremendous tension in her body. When the tension was finally at her