“No, don’t go back to that and start thinking I couldn’t handle the poems. I’ve had issues with anxiety and passing out before. And it’s usually around the anniversary of Clara’s death.”
Sandman held her face gently in his hands.
“Which is today, but you’re not alone, honey. I’m here for you. Duke and Big Jay are here, too.” He kissed her softly.
Grace kissed him back and loved the way his kisses soothed her.
“Why don’t you come in here where it’s more comfortable?” she asked him as she lifted the blanket and scooted over.
Sandman slid next to her and began kissing her lips then her neck and shoulder. Grace closed her eyes and leaned her head back with anticipation as Sandman moved on top of her then down lower and under the blanket.
She giggled and shivered at his every gentle touch wanting him inside her, making love to her, healing her pain.
“Sandman, please…I want you,” she whispered as he removed the remainder of their clothing, wanting to make love as much as she did.
They were naked in no time and she felt the thickness of his cock against her inner thigh and the weight of his upper body as her breasts pressed against his chest.
“I’m so ready for you,” she whispered, feeling assertive. He smiled at her in such a seductive manner. Her heart leaped with joy that this man was hers to love and cherish.
He gently adjusted his position between her thighs. They shivered and quaked in anticipation of the first touch of his cock to her entrance. He pressed into her and she released a sigh of relief. The desperation she felt prior to penetration rocked her mind. She was so in love with him and his brothers.
He was inside her now, rocking into her slowly, sharing the rhythm, staring into one another’s eyes. This time it was different. It was even more meaningful, deeper, more passionate. She silently realized that this was what true love really felt like. Giving all of yourself, willing to do anything for the other. They kissed one another simultaneously as if knowing they were thinking the same thing at the exact same time. No words were necessary as they continued to make love, their bodies, souls and spirits uniting, merging into one, feeling complete at last.
* * * *
She spent the morning in bed, then took a shower and headed downstairs in anticipation of having lunch with her men. My men. I can sure get used to saying that.
Grace headed to Sandman’s office. He had told her she had a few e-mail messages that came from Donald.
She was actually in a good mood considering what day it was. It was Sandman, Big Jay, and Duke who did it to her.
She never imagined that falling in love would be so wonderful.
Grace sat down at the desk and bega
n reading her messages. Her brothers wrote to her first thing this morning and she instantly replied to each of them.
Her mom had written her an upbeat note that told her how much she missed her and loved her. Grace had tears in her eyes and wished she could hold her mom in her arms.
Suddenly, she heard someone by the office door and looked up. Sandman was standing there holding his cell phone.
“Here, baby, it’s for you.” He stretched his hand out to give her the phone.
Grace wondered who it could be. Sandman, Big Jay, and Duke hadn’t let her near a phone since she arrived.
“Hello.”
“Grace, baby, is that you? Oh God, it’s so wonderful to hear your voice,” Sarah said as Grace looked at Sandman, then Big Jay and Duke as they stood in the doorway smiling. The tears rolled down her cheeks.
They were about to walk out of the room when Grace stopped them.
“Yes, Mom, I’m doing great. Actually I’m in love,” Grace said and her three men stood there in shock. She chuckled.
“You are? Oh my God, I just knew it. I could tell by the way Special Investigator Sandstone looked at you and you at him.”
“Well, actually, Mom, he has two brothers, Duke and Big Jay. I know it’s unconventional, but I’m in love with the three of them.”
Her mom gasped.