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“God, I love you, too, Grace,” I rasp, and then I start to hammer into her as the sacred words fill the air between us.
Her tits shake back and forth between us as she rolls her neck back. I drop my lips there, kissing her neck as I push in, thrust after glorious thrust.
Her moans start to ascend into louder, needier shrieks as she moves toward her second orgasm, and I feel my balls tighten as the need echoes through my veins.
“Yes, Spencer! Yes, right there!”
The words send me into my own release as the pleasure rockets through me. My cock pulses, each pulse sending another jet of come into her sweet pussy as it starts contracting over me, milking every pulse from my body.
I give her every last drop as she fights her way through the wave, and then together, we seem to float back down to Earth, both of us breathless as we try to regain our breath back here in reality.
I stay inside her for a few beats, and when I pull out, I make quick work of untying her. Her arms are immediately around my neck as she starts to cry in earnest, and guilt immediately rockets through me.
“What’s wrong?” I ask softly as I cradle her against me.
She tries to draw in a shaky breath, but she can’t seem to catch it to answer me. I just hold her to me, afraid I’ve done everything wrong tonight, afraid I stepped over some line or hurt her in some way.
“Are you okay?” I ask, my voice full of desperation.
“Yes,” she pants through her tears. Eventually the tears subside, and she swallows hard as she’s finally able to speak. “I’m sorry. That was…whoa. It was just emotional. I’ve never felt like that.”
“So…it’s good tears?”
She shrugs and sniffles. “I think so. It was just so much pleasure hitting me at once combined with so much love that I don’t think my mind knew how to react.”
I hold her tightly in my arms as that feeling like I never want to let her go washes over me.
I do have to let her go, though.
I have to take her to the airport in another hour, and I have to say goodbye. Again.
There’s no way around it. With her life in Minnesota and mine here—for now, at least—we’ll be apart for large chunks of time. It’s just our reality.
And we could probably deal with it just fine if we didn’t have someone actively working against us and trying to break us up.
But the more shots she takes at us, the more and more worried I become about the future of this marriage. The more and more worried I become that Amelia’s going to win after all.
Especially with the shot that’s waiting for me when I wake up in the morning.
Chapter 51: Grace Nash
I Hope It’s Broken
Four Months After the Wedding
A sense of sadness pervades me as the plane touches down. It’s a little after midnight, and I hate that we’re apart again—especially after a weekend where we both said the words that have been building between us for months now.
It’s after two in the morning by the time I get home, and I head straight to bed, knowing it’ll be an early morning tomorrow after missing yet another weekend here at the vineyard.
I toss and turn all night. To be honest, I slept much better in Spencer’s arms.
I glance out the front window a little after seven as I’m brewing my coffee when I see movement out front, and I spot Drew as he drives over toward the production facility to start his day there.
I head over to the office a little before eight since I’m up and ready…and exhausted. It’s the kind of bone-tired exhaustion that even caffeine can’t quite touch. I turn my computer on and run through my task list for the day.
I’m meeting with one of our distributors later this week who has big plans for getting our wines into some local restaurants, and if I can close this deal, it’ll be a huge win for me. Nana once shared that she has visions of our wines being sold in grocery stores across the country, and this is a big stepping stone for turning that vision into a reality.
But as I look at my calendar for Wednesday’s meeting, it’s not there.
