Rainier, Heather - Her Gentle Giant: Remember to Dance [Divine Creek Ranch 2] (Siren Publishing Menage Everlasting) Read online

  Ethan walked up behind them and placed Rachel’s Coke on a napkin in front of her and said quietly, “I told him he should.”

  Grace turned to look her handsome husband in the eye. “You did?”

  He grinned down at her and said softly, “Brice and I have been talking lately. I’ve been helping him understand how women like to be talked to. He asks lots of questions, receives what I’ve been trying to pass on to him, and uses it. Things have changed a lot for him socially since that bar fight. I didn’t want him to miss out on Miss Right because he gets nervous with small talk or overlooked basic hygiene. I told him Kelly was here with us, taking a little break from the baby grind, and that her husband is serving over in Afghanistan right now. You should have seen his little chest puff up.”

  Rachel grinned up at Eli, who was smiling also, watching Kelly as she chatted with Brice on the dance floor. He was every bit the gentleman and danced two dances with her before he returned her to their table. He’d also obtained permission to dance with her again later on.

  “Having fun, sis?”

  “I sure am! I’m so glad you talked me into coming out for the evening. Brice was so nice and polite, and he’s a pretty good dancer, too. He said he’s a friend of yours, Ethan.”

  “That he is, Kelly. That he is,” Ethan replied.

  Rachel recalled the fierce look on Brice’s face the night he had defended Grace’s honor against two other men who were bigger than he. Yeah, he definitely was a good friend.

  “He’s a good friend to all of us,” Jack said quietly as Grace and Adam nodded in agreement.

  “Ready for another dance, angel?” Eli asked after Rachel finished her Coke. She nodded enthusiastically.

  “I’d love to. But I’m pacing myself, and nobody cuts in this time, okay?”

  “I have you all to myself and don’t have to share? I can deal with that. The caveman doesn’t like when other men cut in.”

  “Was he beating his chest earlier?” she asked playfully as he squeezed her ass when he helped her down from her chair.

  “He wanted to throw you over his shoulder and take you back to the cave.”

  “And do what?” she murmured seductively. “Fuck me by the fire pit on his animal skins?”

  He chuckled and drew her close to kiss her temple. “Holy shit, you paint a vivid mental image. I’m getting stiff thinking about it.”

  “There’s only one problem with my fantasy.”

  “What’s that, sexy?” He pressed her hips against his as they turned to each other on the dance floor.

  She placed her hand over her mouth at his ear. “The caveman has to be very quiet as he fucks me by the firelight so that the caveman’s father doesn’t hear him in the next cave.”

  He grinned and snickered. “Me caveman. Me no care!” He growled as he slid his big, warm hands down over her ass and pressed her to his tremendous erection.

  “Baby,” she whispered, very impressed, “you’re so big and so hard!”

  “And ready to slide right into you, angel.” He licked her earlobe and nuzzled the soft skin beneath her ear. “I can’t wait. But this is your first night out in a long time, and I don’t want to cut it short because I have the self-restraint of a freaking Neanderthal.”

  Rachel was instantly wet picturing him dressed in animal skins, standing in the flickering firelight reflected off the walls of a cave. He looked down at her with a knowing look on his face, and she bit her lip and grinned sheepishly. “I would be your cavewoman in a heartbeat, Eli. I am right there with you.”

  “Easy, now. I could still put you over my shoulder.”

  “Your shoulder, your knee, it’s all good.” Rachel laughed when he groaned and rolled his eyes.

  “Let Me Down Easy” by Billy Currington began to play, and Grace and Adam joined them on the dance floor, followed soon after by Ace Webster and Kathleen Stevens, who seemed lost in their own little romantic bubble.

  Kelly and Elijah eventually took her leave after Kelly thanked Brice Huvell for his hospitality and thanked the others for convincing her to come along.

  “Are you going to dance with Grace this evening?” Eli asked as he helped her back into her chair.

  “I was wondering the same thing myself,” Ethan added, standing beside Grace’s currently empty chair.

  Rachel shook her head. “I don’t think it would be safe with this cast. It would feel awkward, and I might hurt someone with it. It’s pretty hard.” She rapped her knuckle on it.

  “I could see where that might be a problem,” Ethan tapped it with his knuckle as well. “When does it come off?”

  “Two weeks. I can’t wait.” She waggled her eyebrows at Eli while Ethan watched Grace on the dance floor.

  “Well, it looks like you’ve got lots of help lined up planning your wedding.” Ethan smiled and chuckled. “Grace has been chomping at the bit for weeks, doing Internet searches and talking with Renata on the phone. She was afraid she’d give the surprise away before he could pop the question.”

  Rachel turned to Eli, and asked, “How long have you been planning this?”

  Eli chuckled and grinned at her. “I asked your father for permission to propose when I brought you to your parents’ house to recuperate.”

  Ethan said, “Grace has had a good feeling about the two of you for months. She loves weddings and planning events like that.”

  “I look forward to hearing Grace and Kelly’s ideas.” Rachel leaned into Eli a bit and held on to the arm he wrapped around her. There would be plenty of time for that in the coming days, but for now, she wanted to revel in the fun and joy of this moment.

  A while later, Rachel and Grace were standing at the table taking a sip of their drinks and catching their breath from their latest trips to the dance floor. Eli and Jack were standing near them doing the same. The club was quite crowded by that late hour, and the mood shifted as the upbeat country rock song that had been playing gradually changed into a slow, romantic love song. It was one of Rachel’s favorites because of its acoustic guitar sound and vaguely erotic lyrics. It certainly put her in the mood to dance with Eli. He’d been taking every opportunity to whisper naughty, sexy things to her as they danced until she was simmering inside.

  Grace gave her a knowing grin as Rachel put her glass down and turned to Eli. Both women watched incredulously as an extraordinarily beautiful tall brunette gracefully walked up to Eli and slid her hand over his pecs and around his shoulder. Pressed from hip to breast against him, she asked him if he’d like to dance. Rachel saw red and nearly growled out loud but Grace put her hand on Rachel’s forearm.

  She watched as her fiancé immediately backed away and gently extricated him from the brunette’s grasp. He said a few succinct words to her, and her body language changed. She glanced over at Rachel and Grace standing three feet away, shrugged, and said what sounded like “sorry” to Eli before walking away, just as gracefully, with her dignity intact.

  Feeling like she was going to get whiplash from her emotions, Rachel was actually glad Eli didn’t make a bigger show of rejecting her invitation. Glancing around, Rachel saw that men all around them were eyeing the unfamiliar brunette. Rachel was willing to bet she’d have a dance partner before the song was over.

  Eli turned to her and smiled and seemed relieved when she smiled back. He held out his hand, and she allowed him to lead her out onto the dance floor.

  “She said she was new in town and wanted to dance.”

  “I didn’t recognize her. If I was new in town, I’d go for the most handsome guy in the place, too.”

  Eli chuckled and kissed her forehead, and she pressed herself as close as she could to him. He kept her on the dance floor for another song and whispered to her about how well he’d make her feel at home if she were the new girl in town. He intoxicated her with his nearness and the deep timbre of his voice.

  On two other occasions as the night progressed, Rachel was surprised to watch other women approach Eli and invite him to dance
. One of them was another unfamiliar face, but the other woman should have known better and gave Rachel a catty look before walking away. Both times, Eli dealt with them, smoothly rejecting the offers.

  There came a point when he drew her to him, standing at the table, and didn’t allow her to leave his side anymore to deflect any other comers with her mere presence. In her present mood, she knew if any other women approached him tonight the cavewoman was going to be the one dealing with them.

  “Angel? Are you all right? You’re so quiet now.”

  “It’s nothing, just that old jealousy rearing its ugly head.”

  “Feeling territorial?”

  “Very.”

  “How about we dance?” He smiled down at her, and for some reason, she thought her words met with his approval.

  Eli guided her onto the dance floor with Grace and Ethan for a sexy slow dance when Ethan requested “Just Got Started Lovin’ You” by James Otto to be played for them. Rachel proved, cast or no cast, she could still hold her man. She earned a few dirty looks from women around the club. Rachel didn’t care in the least.

  Chapter Thirty

  Eli made it as far as the last long stretch of road that led to their duplex. Rachel slid her hand along his thigh as she sat beside him. Her fingers strayed farther and farther up until she was skimming the length of his cock with her fingertips on each pass. He groaned at the stimulation, and when she smiled seductively at him, he placed his hand over her much smaller one and pressed it to the large, hardening bulge.

  He pulled over to the shoulder of the road, ready to tear her clothes off. “Angel, you’re playing with fire. I need you. Hard and loud. I don’t think I can be quiet for our houseguests right now.”

  He gave a heartfelt groan when she wrapped her fingers around what she could of his denim-covered cock and squeezed gently. He could smell her sweetly aroused scent in the confines of the truck cab, and it was making him crazy. She was about to get fucked but good, and he hoped and prayed he would be gentle enough in his current state.

  “Fuck me, then, honey.”

  Eli shut off the ignition and the headlights, ripped open the driver door, slammed it behind him, and came around to her side of the truck. He jerked open the door.

  Rachel turned, and he pulled her to him, kissing her until she was breathless. He unbuckled her rhinestone belt, jerked her boots off, unzipped her jeans, and pulled them and her thong right off of her, dropping everything on the floorboard. Standing in the open doorway, he grasped her thighs and pulled her to him, pressing her gently to lie back on the seat as he buried his face in her pussy. She yelped in surprise at his zeal and he growled his approval when she draped her legs over his shoulders.

  Damn, but she had the sweetest tasting pussy he’d ever had the pleasure of eating. She was perfect, sweet, slightly salty, and purely decadent. The muscles in her cunt quivered and grew taut under his tongue as she moaned and whimpered, crying out his name. Her hips thrust against him, and he felt her gentle fingers slide through his hair as her sounds became more high-pitched and urgent.

  His tongue slid through the silken flesh of Rachel’s pussy lips and moved up to her clitoris as she began to pant. He circled her clit with the tip of his tongue several times then zeroed in on that swollen little bud. Pressing his lips around it, he suckled as he simultaneously slid two fingertips into her hot, slick cunt and went to work on her G-spot. Her body tightened up, and she froze then screamed as she came in a warm, wet gush on his tongue and his fingers, giving him more of her sweet, creamy cum. With one hand, Eli unbuckled his belt, freed the button on his jeans, and then he lifted her hips and helped her slide back so he could climb in the truck and shut the door.

  * * * *

  Rachel trembled from her orgasm, sliding over as he climbed in and sat in the passenger seat then she eagerly straddled his lap. Careful not to smack him in the head with her cast, she pressed her body to his immense physique, kissing him until she couldn’t breathe anymore, tasting her cum on his lips. Their combined scents filled her nostrils and felt like a siren song, pulling her as close to him as she could get. He hit the locks on the door and tilted the leather seat back so he was reclining slightly.

  She moaned, unable to speak, and fumbled with his fly. He lifted up and slid his jeans down, and then he helped her into position over him while she held on to the headrest for stability. When she felt the broad, thick head of his cock at her opening, she slid down onto him in one smooth, wet stroke. Rachel panted as the tingling, jumping muscle spasms in her pussy began again almost immediately. She twisted her hips and rose up again and began a pumping motion that lasted less than a minute before they both howled as they came hard, clinging to each other.

  Breathless, he stroked her back as she lay sated against him. Small aftershocks ran through her as she responded to his light touch across her back. Bathed in sweat, both of their bodies began to cool as they caught their breath.

  Eli murmured, “Feel all right?”

  “Mmm, yes. Perfect.” She arched over him and kissed a line from his collarbone up to his jaw, squeezing his cock gently with her pussy muscles and making him groan and thrust gently into her again. “Did I give it to you good?” She chuckled softly.

  “Hard and loud. Just like I asked for. I get so worked up when I’m with you, angel.”

  “Me, too, honey. Help me up?” He lifted her hips and pulled out gently, and she noticed he was still semi-erect. She made sure he saw her lick her lips. Eli laughed and tapped her bottom, saying, “Bad girl.”

  He opened the passenger door, and cool air rushed into the cab. After zipping and buttoning his jeans, he helped her put her thong back on then slip back into her jeans and her boots. He looked down the road, which appeared quiet and ordinary. “I probably could have pulled in the driveway and gotten you inside naked without anyone seeing you.”

  “Ooooh! But we’d never live it down if your dad or sister caught us like that, not in a million years. At least we got to be as loud as we wanted, right?”

  Eli climbed in and drove the rest of the way down to the duplex. All lights were out, and it was quiet on her side. He helped her down and set her gently on her feet.

  “Okay?” he asked.

  “Yes, baby.” She gazed up at him and wrapped her good arm around him. She pressed her cheek to his chest, feeling the ache inside her for him begin again. His big, warm arms felt so good, so solid around her, she never wanted to leave his side.

  “I’ll bet you’d love a nice hot shower, wouldn’t you?” she asked as he put his arm around her and they went inside.

  “Will you be in it with me? Nekkid?” He opened the door for her. Soft candlelight flickered off of the white walls around the living room and on the marble bar leading into the kitchen and dining room.

  “Kelly must have done this for us after she got home, the little minx,” Eli said, smiling at his sister’s thoughtfulness.

  “They go all the way back into the bathroom and bedroom. Where did she find all these candles?” Rachel said as they followed the trail which led to the bedroom. More candles were lined up on all the flat surfaces, the air warmed by so many small flames. The comforter and top sheet were turned back on the bed and the pillows fluffed. The walls of his bedroom were bathed in a soft, flickering, golden light. “She is going to be so cool to have as a sister.”

  “Yeah, she is.”

  * * * *

  “Good morning, angel.” Rachel loved the sound of his gravelly, rough voice first thing in the morning.

  She stretched slowly, humming in delight at the feel of his fingertip as he stroked her nipple. “How long have you been awake?”

  “A while. I’ve been watching you sleeping.”

  “You have? Did I drool or snore?”

  “No. It was like watching a beautiful angel sleep. Peaceful. You smiled in your sleep. It must have been a good dream.”

  “You were probably in it. I dream about you all the time.”

  “G
ood dreams?” he asked huskily, his hand sliding around to stroke her breast.

  She caught her breath at the warm touch. “Yes, but frustrating, too.”

  “Oh, that kind of dream?”

  “Yes, frequently. I got left hanging quite a few times, and the one time I came in my dream, I woke up feeling let down. The orgasm was real enough, but you weren’t there to hold on to, you know?”

  Eli stroked along her ribcage down to her hip and back with two fingertips, sending warm shivers over her skin. “While you were in the hospital, I hardly slept at all. Once I started sleeping here at home again, it was nearly impossible to fall asleep. I slept alone all those years, and it took me less than a week to get used to you pressed against me. It’s like I didn’t know I was cold until you came and warmed me. Then when you couldn’t be there, I was more aware of how cold I was.”

  Sliding her right hand over his bicep, Rachel smiled at the sight of his ring on her finger. She looked up into his handsome face. “Last night really happened? It wasn’t a dream?”

  Rolling her onto her back, he fit his immense body to hers with his hard cock cradled against her wet slit. “You said you’d be my wife.” He sighed as she slowly wrapped her legs around his hips and opened herself to him. He lifted his hips and hissed softly as the head of his cock found home and slid into her quivering entrance a little.

  “I did,” she said in a shaky voice, “and I’ve never been so happy.” Her eyes swam with unshed tears. Her head fell back in ecstasy as he slid more of his length into her until he filled her completely.

  “You are so warm, Rachel.” Eli nuzzled her temple with soft strokes of his lips. “So tight.” He pulled all the way out and thrust back in, and she groaned in pleasure, tingles racing up and down her extremities. He did it repeatedly, pulling all the way out and then gently sliding back in, until they were both tortured by it.