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  Am I finally turning that proverbial corner? Is it possible to allow myself this chance at happiness again?

  Never had she felt so comfortable, so quickly, with another person. Other than with Michael. But this was on a different level altogether.

  Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Grace didn’t want to jump to conclusions on where this could lead, chancing anymore heartache. She told herself she’d look forward to seeing where the next several days would lead.

  Chapter Six

  Overwhelmed. That was what Grace felt. And it was divine.

  “Damn, what you do to me,” Cole growled in her ear before sweeping his tongue across its shell on his way down her neck. He peppered her shoulder with nips as he pushed aside the loose fabric of her swimsuit cover all while pulling her body into his.

  Grace’s grip on his arms kept her upright as the delirium she felt threatened to melt her at his feet. She was lucky there was a bed behind her, waiting to catch them both.

  She and Cole had spent three more days in Fiji after his daughter and family had returned stateside the day after their brunch. They toured the islands and engaged in activities such as snorkeling and kayaking. While getting to know one another, they were having a wonderful time. Grace loved that even when soaked in a sweaty t-shirt and shorts after a rigorous hike, Cole would look at her like she was the most beautiful creature on earth. And every evening, the two would walk the beach and end up making out like teenagers, cuddled together in the hammock or on a blanket, wrapped up in one another. They drove themselves crazy with need, kissing and fondling, but stopping just shy of taking it any further.

  Oh, Grace had wanted to. She longed to feel a sexual connection with Cole, wanted to feel the pleasures of their flesh coming together. But she had held back, and Cole respected that, although with great frustration, Grace could tell.

  Well, no more. No more hesitation. No more clinging to the past. Her time with Michael had been another wonderful part of her life, but she had to remind herself it was time to move on and be happy again.

  No more denying herself love.

  And she felt overwhelmed with the love and desire she had developed for Cole in such a short time. Her heart was bursting with joy and she couldn’t contain it any longer.

  Cole had joined her for the second leg of her trip, accompanying her to New Zealand, and she had pleasantly surprised him by saying there was no need for him to book a separate room. Now on their first night together, she was going to ensure they did indeed spend it together.

  After a day at another beach, they couldn’t wait to return to their room, and once they had, Cole wasted no time in throwing their bags to the floor before pouncing. His kisses, his touches lit Grace up, reawakening a fire she thought to never feel again. Only this was a burn unlike anything she’d ever felt. And she was ready for it to consume her.

  She felt her legs hit the bed as Cole backed her up, sweeping the cover from her body and making quick work on her barely-there bathing suit.

  “Seeing your skin all day long has had me aching for you, Grace.” He pressed his clothed body into her nakedness, showing her his body’s reaction, thrilling her with the size of his erection.

  She ran her hands underneath Cole’s shirt, lifting it until he drew back to remove it. “I know exactly what you mean,” Grace said. “And now, I want to feel.” She focused on his chest, tracing his defined pecs before trailing down those chiseled abs that mesmerized her from day one. “You are spectacular, Cole.” She met his gaze and saw the lust in his eyes that no doubt mirrored her own.

  “You’re the spectacular one, Grace, and I can’t wait to have you.” He quickly rid himself of his shorts and pressed her back onto the bed. Covering her body with his, he kissed her urgently while palming a breast and tweaking the nipple until it ached. As her fingers threaded his hair, raked his scalp, she returned his kisses with what felt like a lifetime of pent-up passion.

  Cole touched her everywhere, kissed her everywhere. Made a slow journey down across her breasts, her belly, and to her pussy. Helpless to do anything but enjoy, she opened for him and surrendered to his touch. He gently pressed her inner thighs, spreading her legs to allow for his body to burrow between them. Then he struck without warning.

  His tongue lashed out across her exposed clit, shocking a cry from her as her body bucked. She fisted her hands in the covers, alternating between moans and gasps as he skillfully performed magic. He suckled and teased all while caressing her thigh with one hand and fingering her entrance with another. Cole then plunged fingers inside her and proceeded to fuck her to the brink of an orgasm.

  “Cole, God that feels so good.” Her words were breathless as she sought that release he was intent on providing. But just as she felt ready to fall over that ledge, he pulled back, leaving her quivering, ready to explode. “Cole,” she pleaded.

  “I’m right here.” His own voice was raspy, laden with his own desire. Once again he covered her body and kissed her soundly, rubbing his straining cock across her slick center. “Your taste is perfect,” he said, lifting his body to look at her. “No barriers, Grace, just you and me.”

  Grace could only nod her consent. He knew of her inability to have children, and they both knew each other was clean. She couldn’t wait for him to fill her, to have his cock inside her and feel their bodies joined as one. Reaching up to plant her hands on his shoulders, she lifted her pelvis to grind into him, urging him on.

  Cole gave her a wicked smile as he fisted his erection and teased across her folds. He lingered at her clit, rubbing across it, eliciting renewed sparks that zinged through her body. “Cole,” she pleaded once again.

  “You’re pussy is gonna feel so good wrapping around my cock.”

  His dirty talk turned her on, wrenching a sob from her as she nodded her head at him. He placed the tip of his erection at her entrance, and slowly, deliciously penetrated, all while keeping his eyes locked on her. Grace arched up even further, taking him in deep, delighting in the fullness she felt. He lowered himself onto his elbows and framed her face, kissing her as he began to grind into her, putting wonderful friction on that sensitive bundle of nerves.

  “Fuck, that’s heaven,” Cole groaned. He retreated and thrust into her again, smiling like a rogue at her gasps. “You feel it?”

  “Yes,” she managed. She felt the connection, how right they felt together. Grace gave tiny thrusts of her own, matching Cole’s increasing rhythm. It wasn’t going to take long before she shattered.

  Faster and harder, Cole moved, his arms rigid as he now braced himself on his hands, his glorious torso in full view. Grace anchored her legs around his body, pumping, meeting his body thrust for thrust as they drew closer to their release.

  “Christ, you’re tight. You’re going to come apart, aren’t you?”

  “Yes, so close. So close, Cole.”

  She edged closer and closer, ready to fall. Their slick, heated bodies slapped together in a frenzy, and she loved seeing the power in his body. Loved feeling what his body could to do to hers. Suddenly, a climax burst forth, causing Grace to scream her delight as she pulsed around him. He continued to batter her, drawing out her pleasure until his own body tightened and his spasms signaled his release.

  Grace watched as Cole threw his head back and nearly roared, his body quaking, transferring his power into her as they continued to convulse together. When he finally collapsed onto her, she wrapped him tight in an embrace and then squealed when he rolled them.

  “You’re pretty good at that.” Grace laughed.

  “At what?” He nuzzled her neck as his arms banded around her. “Rolling you over or driving you wild?”

  She stared into his deep-blue eyes. “All of it. All you’ve given me, made me feel.” Grace leaned forward to kiss him leisurely, and when she pulled back, she couldn’t stop the few tears that silently slid down her cheeks.

  Cole fingered away the wetness, a frown now marring his handsome face. “What’s th
is?”

  Grace shook her head. “My silly emotions. You’ve made me feel again, Cole. You’ve made me feel wonderful.”

  He kissed her, sweetly, tenderly. “Because you are wonderful, and I’ll make you feel this way every day if you’ll let me. You’ve given me something extraordinary, Grace. You.”

  Grace rested atop him, enjoying his comfort, his warmth. Enjoying him.

  For seven more days they enjoyed one another.

  Chapter Seven

  Seven months later…

  “Grace! I’m here!”

  Grace smiled as she came from the kitchen to greet Eliza, Speckles hot on her heels. As Eliza greeted the happy dog, Grace gazed at Cole who stood at his granddaughter’s side, hands filled with a grocery bag and a box of pizza.

  Grace and Cole had had a whirlwind romance, with seven days of sinful sex while in New Zealand. And once they returned to the States, they visited as often as their schedules would allow. They had joked about remaining in paradise and never returning, but reality called. They alternated between meeting in Olympia and Bremerton, as well as getting away to a few other destinations, including Vancouver, B.C. and down to the Oregon Coast.

  They quickly knew what they had was real and lasting, making plans for Grace to move to Bremerton when the school year was over. While she was sad to leave her job, as she’d miss her students and peers, she wasn’t going to waste any time, knowing she had found happiness again.

  Two weeks ago, she and Laurell had a tearful good-bye, promising plenty of get-togethers. They’d need them, considering Grace and Cole were planning on getting married over the Christmas break!

  Grace stood in Cole’s living room—now her living room, too—welcoming Eliza for a month-long stay while Cole’s daughter, Theresa, was settling in to welcoming a brother for Eliza just last week. The little girl was thrilled with having a sibling, but admitted to looking forward to time with Grandpa and Grace instead of listening to the wails of a fussy baby.

  “So you are!” Grace greeted Eliza as the little girl ran into her embrace. “It’s so good to see you again. It’s only been, what, a week?”

  “Yes! A week exactly,” said the smart little lady. “Elliot is seven days old.”

  “Yes, he is.” Grace chuckled. As the two released one another, Cole approached and gave Grace a kiss. “Hello, you.” She gave him another one, longer this time.

  Eliza giggled as she worked her way clear from between the two. “Grandpa bought pizza! And ice cream! I’m hungry.” She made her way to the kitchen, being very familiar with Cole’s home, and proceeded to place plates and napkins, bowls and spoons on the table.

  Cole grinned. “Guess we’re eating.”

  “Guess we are.” Grace smiled as they joined Eliza and helped with the dinner preparations.

  Later that evening, after Eliza and Speckles were tucked into their beds, Grace and Cole were snuggling comfortably on the couch.

  “Do you know how happy you make me?” Cole asked between kisses.

  “I think I have an idea if it’s even half as much as you make me.” She boldly climbed onto his lap, straddling him, wrapping her hands around his neck. She leaned in to resume their kissing while she pressed her body against his.

  Cole pulled away, rather reluctantly, it seemed, his breath ragged. “I am one lucky man.” He growled into her ear before licking it, chuckling as she squealed.

  “I never thought it’d be possible to have this again. Only, it’s so much more,” Grace said. “Thank you for finding me, Cole Spencer. For loving me.”

  “My pleasure. Thank you for returning that love, Grace Archibald soon-to-be-Spencer.” He leaned forward for a lengthy kiss, softening her insides while her body sparked at the same time.

  “How about we take this to the bedroom and I’ll show you how thankful I am?” Grace wiggled her eyebrows, loving how playful she could be with Cole. How openly loving they were with one another.

  Cole stood, keeping Grace wrapped around him. “You got yourself a deal.” His lips locked onto hers as he walked them down the hall and expertly guided them into the bedroom.

  As Cole released her bottom, Grace slid down his body, keeping her hands linked behind his neck. As she stared into his hungry eyes, her own body tingled in anticipation at what was to come. The boldness she had developed with this man was something, exhilarating to say the least.

  Being even more active with Cole had provided further leanness to her body. Slightly beyond the age of fifty had her feeling the most amazing strength and confidence she’d ever felt in her life. It certainly didn’t hurt that Cole appreciated her body, and more importantly, her spirit, and took the opportunity to show her his love as often as possible.

  “Tell me we aren’t just going to stand here staring into each other’s eyes,” Cole teased, a sexy grin adorning his face.

  “No. I’m just taking a moment to relish what I have in you. You’re amazing, you know that?” Grace nipped his chin as her nails raked his scalp.

  “You’re the amazing one.” No further words were needed as he covered her mouth, beginning a sensual assault that she knew would lead to bliss.

  Cole pulled away and slowly began to relieve Grace of her clothes, kissing a trail along her skin as he exposed her body. When she was naked, he backed her toward the bed, but she turned the tables on him and spun them around. With his brow raised in question, Grace only shook her head at Cole as she began to strip him. Once he was naked, she playfully pushed him onto the bed and lowered herself between his legs.

  His beautiful erection beckoned, and without preamble, she took his length into her mouth to suck and tease and bring him to the edge. As she fisted him, she also scraped her nails lightly across his balls, loving his groans of pleasure, pleasure she was providing. His body sank into the bed as he gave her control in her attention to him. Before long, he was thrusting his hips as if he meant to fuck her face. His fingers then spread across the back of her head before cupping her jaw to move her off of him.

  “I need to be inside you.”

  They smiled at one another as Cole then reversed their positions, hovering across her. His smile widened as he leaned down to kiss her, roughly. And she loved it. Loved the weight of his strong body on hers. Loved the slickness of his skin as a sheen of perspiration formed. Her hands fisted his erection while they assaulted one another’s mouths, and she guided him to her entrance. Cole wasted no time in burying himself fully until his pelvis crashed into hers, providing the perfect friction on her clit that instantly jolted her system.

  “God, you’re perfect,” he said through gritted teeth. “I will never get enough of you.” With his arms braced by her head, he pumped into her relentlessly, both of them seeking that heightened state of sexual release.

  “I need you, Grace. I love you.” He quickly kissed her again before increasing his rhythm.

  “So close,” she murmured as she ran her hands along his torso, watching his muscles ripple as her insides tightened.

  “Yes, come hard for me. I want to feel you explode around me.”

  Grace reached between their bodies to rub herself, feeling her engorged clit. The pressure was exquisite, eliciting a deep moan that she couldn’t believe came from her mouth.

  “That’s it, get it,” he rasped. “I feel it.”

  She increased her own pressure as Cole was relentless above her. His back arched and she felt his release, his body quaking as hers soon followed. She screamed her joy as they shattered together, nothing comparing to the feeling they shared. It seemed impossible, but it just got better each time.

  Cole collapsed on top of her and she welcomed him, wrapping her arms and legs around his body, anchoring herself to him as tiny pulses continued to work through their bodies.

  “I love you,” she said.

  “And I love you.” His whispered words tickled her neck, causing goose bumps to decorate her skin.

  When he finally lifted, Grace reluctantly released him, and he flopp
ed to his back, pulling her partially across his body as his arm wrapped around her. His fingers tenderly stroked her side as she nestled into his shoulder, kissing his heated flesh and feeling his rapid heartbeat.

  “I hope you know that I plan on growing very old with you,” Cole stated.

  “And I hope you know that I plan on letting you.” Grace grinned, blissfully happy at this chance for a second time love.

  The End

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