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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.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Grace

The last couple of months have been total heaven. Francis, Damien, and I are hardly ever apart. We haven't moved in together but have split our time between my house in town and his cabin in the country. Francis went as far as to clean out one of the spare rooms to give Damien his own bedroom and space at his house. The brothers and Francis worked on the room to make it perfect for my son. And Damien loves it.

I've also gotten a new respect for the Grimm Wolves MC. We have gone to a few barbecues and parties, either at the clubhouse or at one of Francis' brothers’ homes. I don't know if they are on their best behavior or what, but both Damien and I have had a blast each time. Everyone in his club welcomed us with open arms. Even the ol’ ladies or girlfriends have been very accepting of my presence with Francis. Some even seem thrilled for the both of us. And there are a ton of youngsters between the brothers and prospects so Damien has plenty of children to play with. He has started to gather a friend base, which is awesome as none of the brothers’ kids were mean to Damien in regard to his scars and deformity. That made it easier on me because I didn't want to have to kick some biker spawn’s ass I laughingly think to myself. Just sayin’, probably wouldn’t help my relationship with his club family.

Life has taken so many turns to get to this point in my journey. I can say truthfully my parents adore Francis and have never hidden it. From the first time they met him they told me how happy they are for me and shared that I have moved up with Francis. They can see how much he cares for both Damien and me. He has even been to their home to help my dad with a small remodeling project. Well, Francis and a couple of his Grimm Wolves brothers. My parents were never fans of Wrecker or his club and that was before the incident with Damien. After that they pretty much hate all of them as much as I do. With Francis and his brothers it’s totally different and my parents see that.

Trying to pull dinner together, I think back to our conversation earlier. Francis was reaching out to Damien to see if he wanted to stay in the house or if the cabin was a better option. Damien didn’t want to give the wrong answer and as usual, Francis was frantic to make the right decision. Both of my boys were comparing the positive and negative points on which house will work better. We even had discussions about selling both houses and moving into a new one. Well, maybe not a new house, but new to us as a family. If and when we look for a house together, that will be another struggle we will get through together. I realize Francis needs his serenity when home, so if we decide to find a new home it will need to be away from the hustle and bustle of town.

Hearing a noise, I know my boys are home. Time to see what they have been up to.

Francis

As I walk into Grace's house, I stop as she comes around to give Damien a hug. My thoughts frantically go to what I have planned for tonight and I try to hide my nerves. I’ve already spoken to Damien and he is now on board and in on it. After she gives her son a squeeze, she comes directly into my space and gives me one of her hugs. I can never get enough of all of this. Life seems to finally be dialed in. I have this right here, and two families, one being with the Grimm Wolves MC, the second one being with the brothers at Firehouse 15. As we move to the kitchen to talk about our day, I look to Damien, giving him a conspirator’s wink. I am going to need his help to get through tonight. Might as well start.

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