Free Outlaw Country by Davida Lynn Page B

before in many women’s eyes, but somehow, it never looked so real and honest before.
    Gracie walked right past him, a real sway in her hips. Colton’s rod sprung to attention. When he stood up, his cock was throbbing and pressing against his jeans. It was not at all how he had planned the morning to go, but he was sure as fuck going to roll with it. As he followed Gracie through the French doors into the bedroom, his eyes rolled back in his head.
    She lifted her sweet, flower print sundress up and over her head. Tossing it to the side, Gracie kept walking toward the large, soft bed. Colton took in the view from behind like he had stumbled upon an oasis. Her underwear was simple, matching her bra, and hot as fuck. Her purple panties were just see-through enough to show off her well-toned ass. Colton got ahold of himself and step through the doors.
    His eyes were glued to her. Gracie crawled onto the bed and slowly made her way to the tall headboard. There was no sense in Colton trying to keep his pulse under control. As he watched her, her could see that Gracie wasn’t going to let him keep any part of his body under control. When she turned around in the bed, he could see just how badly she wanted him. Nothing was going to stop him. He was dying for that sweet girl.
    As Gracie leaned against the back of the bed, Colton stood at the foot. He watched her body twist into a beautiful pose, her legs crossed over each other like a demure model. His dick throbbed, and he saw gaze focused on his jeans. His thumbs were curled through his belt loops, but not for long.
    Colton brought the zipper down and dropped his jeans to the floor. His eyes were on Gracie. He knew it would be her first time, and he was going to do his best to be gentle. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and when her eyes went wide, Colton had to laugh. Breaking Gracie in was going to be one hell of a good time.
      As he climbed into bed, Colton watched Gracie. He knew she’d be nervous, and she was too scared her first time would be shit. He wanted her first fuck to be one she’d remember for life.
    He was surprised to discover that as he got closer to her, Gracie spread her legs. It was tentative, but Colton liked seeing how eager she was. He ran a finger up her skin from her thighs all the way up to her neck. He wrapped a hand around back and beneath her hair, and pulled her to him. They picked up right where they had left off the night before.

    Gracie moaned as Colton’s tongue invaded her mouth. She wasn’t going to let anything interrupt her. Kathleen was out for a run, and Gracie wasn’t going to answer her phone even if God, himself, called. Gracie was aching, and feeling Colton’s rock hard and naked body against hers turn that ache into something more like a burning inferno. She reached between his legs and wrapped her fingers around his hardness.
    Her first thought was that he was bigger than Shepard. The thought excited her, and then it scared her, but excitement won out. Gracie stroked her fingers up and down his shaft with a lightly feminine touch. He responded with groans that only made her even surer that she was making the right decision.
    She was done with the idea of passionate lovemaking. Gracie wanted it hard, and she wanted it from Colton.
    Colton forced Gracie forward and away from the headboard. His other hand slid down her back, effortlessly unsnapping her bra with a twist of his fingers. His hand kept traveling down until it slid beneath her underwear. When Colton gave her a squeeze, she couldn’t stop her hips from bucking towards him. Gracie’s gasp turned into a giggle.
    Colton kept leading Gracie towards the edge of the bed. Her tiny little fingers felt great, but he knew her juicy, pink lips would be out of this world. Colton liked how easily Gracie let him control her. She didn’t just lay there, like most of the groupies; she was eager and willing. Good God, this girl is going to drive me fuckin’ crazy
    Colton climbed