Grace Fulton Sexy Novels & Stories

Grace- “D---do you mind getting off of me?” I stuttered in a low voice, his gaze, fixated at mine. He didn’t wanna move. “Am I heavy?” he smirked whispering in my ear. “Huh? What? You being 6 feet tall, you weigh around 80-90 kg, your shoulders are so fucking broad, why would you be heavy? No, not at all!!” I smiled sarcastically. “Grace… you’re beautiful…” his lips close to my ear, his breath falling on my cheeks and I felt something stirring up inside me.

Walter was always the smart one, taking the shady paths, until he got tangled in businesses that headed abroad. Some said that all that fancy steel ended up out of the country. As for Shirley? She always made things easy for him, using her position. I never knew any of that in my previous life. It was only after hearing my grandson, Bruce, talk about it by chance that I found out about the Scotts' dirty little secret to getting rich. Shirley had been using that dirty money to buy houses for Joshua all over the place. Whenever holidays came around, she would say she was off on a work trip or going on vacation with our son's family.

I glanced at it lazily thinking it was just one of my men, informing about the business until the name on the screen registered. Little Bunny. My heart slammed against my ribs. I snatched the phone so fast that both Dante and Nicholas straightened in their chairs, confused. A smirk tugged at my lips. Finally. Four days of silence and now she was texting me. Maybe she missed me. Maybe she couldn’t stop thinking about me either. I opened the message and the moment I saw …. The smirk died instantly. It was a photo. Grace. Half-naked. Her perfect, soft breasts on full display- those pink nipples hard and glistening under what looked like moonlight. The dress was bunched around her waist.

Maybe it wouldn't have to be physical. There was something about her that he still couldn't put his fingers around, and it had nothing to do with who she was or what she had gone through. Grace Donovan was a woman he would refer to as beautiful, but she wasn't his type. Where he loved his woman all tiny, but strong, tall, almost as tall as he was, Grace was only up to his chest, and her small frame made her look even more fragile, and she had curves that had no business being on a woman like her.

Yours forever the caption on their proposal pictures said, and I felt a stupid wave of relief. It was weird seeing her in a more normal context, without her pussy spread with a huge dildo, and slut scrawled across her tits. I couldn’t help but wonder how many other people on Grace’s friends list Julian might have had sex with. How many others had been desperate for him, offering themselves up for dildos and marker pen? What else had he done with them? What were the limits of his filth?

“It’s annoying. I came here to have fun and possibly find a mate. Not to compete with the literal Aphrodite of this generation wrapped in a boy’s uniform.” I nearly choked. “I—I’m not trying to compete with anyone—” Grace narrowed her eyes slightly. “Oh, relax. I’m not accusing you of anything…yet.” “Yet?” She smirked. “Look, you’re obviously not into me or you would have jumped into the sea instead of standing here, which is fine. I’m not into you either since I am into tall and handsome Alphas. No offense. I just don’t want you trying anything funny, got it?”

She is a meek little thing, the things I could do to that sweet, virgin body—Fuck! I looked down into Grace's eager eyes. She swiped her tongue across her lower lips while stroking my hardened dick. "I don't have much time, Grace" She knew what I meant, it was all she needed as she eagerly removed my dick from my boxers and put it in her mouth. I forced my dick deep into her mouth before pulling it back out and then back into her throat again. I roughly fucked her face, and she was enjoying it like a good little slut.

It was about this time Grace thought she was going to lose her mind. “Oh my God Kurt, Don’t fucking stop!” She screamed as she felt her body tighten and explode with pleasure as she came. Grace relaxed her body as she felt him withdraw his fingers and move back onto his pillow. If a bit of fingering and oral had got her this hot and bothered, what would it feel like going all the way she wondered. Kurt smiled and said, “Did you have fun, Angel?” It was at that point Grace knew she was in big trouble as she had fallen for Kurt.

She was happy and content with her lot in life, and if taking a playmate in my bed was what it would take to keep us mated, then so be it. With her permission, the idea of taking Grace appealed to me more and more. I would find myself spying on Grace, watching her as she undressed, as she showered. Everything. As her feelings for you grew, I could see the innocent sexuality awakening in her and it drove me wild. I would see her as she began to explore her body, hesitantly touching her breasts, running her fingers over the top of her panties. She let out a little moan once when she touched herself through the material of her underwear and I have never been so hard in my life. I grabbed the ne

The man said with disgust to the alright heartbroken Grace. “Please… please no” she began to plead as the man pushed her on the floor still showing her his gun. Quickly, he raised her gown up spreading the crying Grace leg wide open as he force himself into her. Grace wasn’t a virgin but this was not what she wanted as the man was too rough with her, she try all best not to scream but the pain was much, the pain of Cynthia betrayal added to it so she began to scream in pain.