Chapter 13

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Francis

As I gently put Grace down on my bed, I feel my lungs struggling to just breath in and out, without difficulty to let air out faster and faster.

Never have I had a woman in my bed, and seeing her right there has my cock getting harder, throbbing against my zipper, tryin' to escape. Damn, that shit hurts bad. Moving a bit to adjust myself, I walk to the edge of the bed and bend down to remove her shoes. My hands then start at her calves, caressing as they move up to her thighs then her hips. I hold onto her waistband and unbutton her jeans before pulling the zipper down then tugging the jeans off, leaving her sexy lacy panties on. Nervously, I throw her jeans on the chair in the corner.

"Francis, come here, honey. Please. "

Her voice is filled with such emotion and need. I react to her request, and as I turn and stand next to the bed, I look down at her. Eyes half-mast, mouth slightly open, legs shifting back and forth, I can imagine her nipples under her blouse like hard little buttons. Before I can start to work on her blouse, her hands come up and shakily start to take care of those tiny pearls.

"Francis."

Looking from her breasts to her face, she gives me a sexy as hell smile.

"Honey, take your clothes off. I want to see you."

Panic hits my chest and I go to take a step back, but her hand grabs mine.

"Hey, nothing I see is going to change how I feel or what I want. Honestly, honey, I need you. I want to feel your skin on mine, taste you with my tongue, and feel you inside me. Please, Francis, I'm craving you. I've desired you for so long. Tonight, finally, Francis, please let me see you, baby."

Being able to feel the actual need in her words, I reach behind and pull my shirt over my head. Avoiding her eyes, I push my shoes and socks off. When I finally look at her, all I see in those stunning hazel eyes is her desire. God, she does really want me. Not thinking my cock could get any harder, it does. Actually, the hardness is becoming painful, so I unzip my jeans and push them down to the floor. My cock is poking out of my briefs, weeping from need.

"Holy shit."

I hear this thinking Grace is grossed out over my body, but when I look at her, she is gazing at my cock, licking her lips, and squirming on my bed. God, this is what wet dreams are made of. She is perfect.

I sit on the edge of the bed, lightly running my hands up and down Grace's body. Over her bra, down her soft belly, cupping her over her panties. Her body jolts as she moans deep in her throat.

Damn, her excitement is fuckin' making me want her even more. My hands have a mind of their own as they move to her bra. I hold both breasts in my hands and knead them gently at first, then a bit rougher, trying to give her what she seems to like. Pulling her up, I reach behind her and undo her bra. As I push her back down on the bed, I grab the straps, pulling them down her arms. Seeing her full breasts free makes my mouth water, those rosy nipples, hard as can be, begging for me to taste them. And that is exactly what I do.

Sucking one into my mouth, I gently bite down, kneading the other in my hand. Grace is moving her body, trying to get closer to me. My mouth moves to her other breast and I give it the same treatment, and then move down her belly. I can smell her excitement and know I need to feast on her. My hands grab her panties at the sides, tugging them down as I move closer to her. Tossing them to the floor, I move between her thighs as she opens them wide.

Looking at her neatly shaved mound, I don't even take a breath. I literally dive in. Something about Grace gives me confidence I've never had with a woman. Her excitement makes me ravenous. I want all of her. Between my tongue plunging, teeth nipping, and my fingers in her, I can feel Grace's body tense. I can tell she is very close so I take one finger and push fully into her. Feeling her walls contract around my digit, I pull out and push in with two shifting them deep inside her.

Grace is moaning uncontrollably as her hands hold my head to her. Her hips are moving with my fingers as I hear her moan, "Oh God! Don't stop."

I suck on her clit, hard, until her entire body contracts for just a moment and then relaxes. Her release coats my face and hand. Using my fingers, I continue to play with her, drawing out her orgasm and bringing her down slowly. Finally, when she can't take anymore, I hear a soft, "Francis."

As I gaze up from between her legs, her face is filled with intense satisfaction. Moving up her body languidly, wiping my face, I finally reach her. My hands grab her head as I gently kiss her lips. With her release all over my lips and tongue, I give her the option. But Grace opens her mouth, her tongue touching mine. My hunger is immediate and I lose the little restraint I've managed up until this point. The urges my body has for hers is overwhelming. I lean over to the nightstand, reaching for the unopened box of condoms I purchased last week.

Our lips separate as I grab the box, ripping it open. Pulling a condom out, I use my teeth to tear it open. Grace grabs for it then reaches down, rolling it down the length of my cock. Her hands on me are torturous pleasure. When I'm finally covered, she guides me to her wet entrance. I pull my hips back as I try to take a deep breath, knowing this moment is going to change my life, before I shift forward and ease into Grace. Even with her recent release, she is so goddamn tight, and with my girth and length, I take it slowly. I gently move in and out until I'm totally deep-seated in her warmth. I stop once I'm in, giving her body time to adjust. With the knowledge she hasn't been with anyone for a long time, I don't want to hurt her. Her desires and thoughts are turning me on, making me need to move.

After a couple of minutes, I can feel her hands on my back, running up and down urgently. Her fingers are caressing me, all of me, including the scars running up and down my back. Then her fingers hit my ass, and even with all the mangled skin, I feel her squeezing my ass cheeks firmly. Immediately I start moving, in and out, slowly at first then faster. As Grace's body relaxes and accepts me, I start pulling out until the mushroom of my cock is all that is in her tight, wet pussy. Grasping her hips, I plunge back into her, then repeat, grinding down for friction on her clit, which adds to the sensations she feels. At one point, Grace cries out when I go extremely deep. Finally, I find her sweet spot, the bundle of nerves deep inside her. I intentionally hit it, time and time again, Grace meets my movements with her own until I can feel the walls of her pussy tighten on my cock, to my fuckin' pleasure.

Once again, her body goes taut, then her muscles release and Grace screams my name. After feeling and hearing that, I lose my control and rhythm. One, two, and three more thrusts, and on the fourth glide in, I feel the tingle in my lower back as my balls start to pull up. My cock swells even more, and I push my head into her neck as I feel my release filling the condom. Losing control, my head light from finally letting go, I continue to rock in and out of her until I can feel my body coming back to the present.

Slowly bringing us back, I glide in and out gently until nature takes over. I reach down and grab the condom at the top, then gently move off of Grace, using my free hand to caress her body slowly and lovingly. Giving her a soft kiss, I lift off the bed.

"Darlin', I'll be right back. Stay here, okay? I'll take care of you. "

Reaching over her, I pull the covers back and place them over Grace. She smiles at me with a satisfied smile and sleepy eyes. I make quick work of the condom then grab a washcloth and wet it down with warm water. Going through the bathroom, back to the bedroom, I see Grace is out like a light. This brings a smile to my face. I pull the covers down and gently clean her up, removing the traces of our first time together. Fuck, I'm not falling for this woman; I am already there. She accepts me for who I am and doesn't judge me. When finished, I toss the washcloth toward the bathroom and set the alarm on my nightstand for one hour and get into my bed, pulling Grace to me. We can recover for a bit, as long as we get back to her house tonight. I need to feel her against me to know this is real.

For the first time, I'm letting my heart lead this show. It sure feels fucking awesome.

The tingling all over my body makes me attempt to open my eyes. As my mind clears, fuck, could those really be Grace's thoughts? Her tongue is flicking my nipples and licking my abs. Hair, soft as silk, gliding over my skin. Hands reaching into my briefs and touching...Holy shit, her hand is on my dick. Fuck, my cock thickens with each stroke. Then I feel a soft breath as she blows on the head.

Jackknifing up, I shock Grace, who loses her balance, and I watch her fall on her ass off the side of my bed. The look on her face is hilarious and I can't stop it from coming out; I start laughing. Her eyes shoot to me and then she uses the bed to stand up, still watching me.

Grabbing her, I fall back into bed with her on top of me. Holding her close, I whisper into her face.

"Hey, darlin'."

Her body immediately relaxes against mine as her hands run up and down my chest. Her fingers don't try to avoid my scars as she intentionally follows the different lines, indentations, and rises in my skin. The feel of her hands on my body gives me goose bumps all over. Damn, it is the weirdest feeling in the world. No one has ever touched me with anything but malice. This new experience is making my chest tighten with a feeling I am unfamiliar with but starting to like very much. And it is all because of this woman in my arms.

"Honey, let me go. I want to finish what I started. Come on, Francis, we are going to have to get back to my house soon to relieve Donna. Let me play."

Knowing that Grace is on a mission, I release her. Immediately she crawls down my body. Yeah, crawls. Talk about how hot that shit is to watch. She positions herself between my legs, so I raise them, bent at the knees, feet flat on the bed. Her hair is all over me: on my thighs, my stomach. It feels beyond phenomenal. Very intimate.

She reaches for my briefs and pulls them down, releasing my dick. Looking down, I watch her as her fingers run over the tip, where a drop of precum is. She brings it to her lips and licks it off. Watching her I moan, and before I can say anything, she is moving and has her mouth on my cock. I'm shocked at her taking more than half of me in, and then she starts to move up and then down on my shaft. The warmth of her mouth, the feel of her hair on my inner thighs, the noises from deep in her throat as she takes me deeper and deeper is so amazing.

Holy shit, I'm not sure how much more I can fuckin' take. I can't catch my breath as I put my hands in her hair, pulling it out of the way. I don't force her to do anything, but I need to have my hands on her. My fingers are on her face as she hollows out her cheeks, then on her throat when she takes another glide down. To feel it not only inside her mouth but also on my hand as I caress her throat is a huge turn-on. I'm not gonna last long; sensing the familiar feeling, the tingle starting in my lower back and the slight pull of my balls against my body. The intense sensations pulsating throughout have me overwhelmed.

"Grace, I'm not gonna last long. It feels too good. God, your mouth...It is so fuckin' hot. Please, darlin', I'm gonna blow if you don't move your sweet mouth. Darlin', I'm gonna lose it."

Nothing I say makes her pull away. In fact, it draws her to go all-in, sucking me in, then licking her way up and then down taking my dick deep, humming with her throat filled with me. Bringing her mouth to the purplish head, she then sucks hard as my hips jerk off the bed. I lose the little control I have left. Grace knows this, so she keeps at me until, with a roar, I shoot my release down her throat. She laps up every drop lovingly until I am clean. When done, she pops me out of her mouth with a huge grin on her face.

Damn, who got off on that more, her or me? I pull her up my body, laying her on top of me.

Gazing into her eyes, I realize I finally found it. All my life I've been hoping, not even sure what ‘it' was. But having Grace in my arms after what we just shared, I know. I have been looking for someone to love who loves me back. I hit the motherfuckin' jackpot when I met Damien and then Grace.

They are now everything, my life and family.