A Message from Heather Rainier:

For loyal readers from way back in the day, Divine Grace’s story remains unchanged. This Sweet 16th Anniversary Edition is a re-edited and streamlined version of the story you fell in love with in 2010. It reflects the growth I’ve experienced as an author, and the beating heart of what Divine, Texas has grown into with the years. Seize the day, baby!
Love,
Heather Rainier

Story Excerpt

Jack left Stigall’s that afternoon with the altered pants wrapped in plastic on a hanger. When he’d gone back to the store, he’d been disappointed to learn Grace’s boss had let her off early. He saw the note she’d written on the work order and smiled. In her neat handwriting, it read, Make sure pants are pressed and ready to be worn. Very special customer! She was the special one.

He’d been finding reasons to stop by Stigall’s on the weekends because he knew she worked in the menswear department. He’d also decided all his work shirts needed to be personalized with the logo she had designed at Harper’s. He really just wanted to see her. He’d always teased her about breaking up with her boyfriend and dating him. But somewhere along the way, he realized he wasn’t kidding. He’d love the chance to take her out and get to know her better.

The change had come the day her boyfriend had stopped by the store to ask her for money while she was waiting on Jack. What kind of self-respecting man asked his woman for money? Jack had taken an instant dislike to him when he’d patted her ass and made a show of kissing her goodbye, embarrassing her in the process. Jack recognized a man marking his territory like a cat pissing on a tire. If her boyfriend acted like that in public—at her job, for crying out loud—how did he act in private?

She could make her own choices, but she deserved better, and he knew where she could start—with him. The idea of spending time with her was no longer a playful notion, something to tease a sweet salesgirl about. He really paid attention to her after that.

Earlier in the day, when the dressing room door had popped open, her cheeks had flamed adorably. He wasn’t embarrassed, at least not too much. When he’d showered and dressed that morning, he gave no thought to the fact he’d be trying on clothes and would need drawers on. Commando was cooler in this heat.

But then she’d picked up that measuring tape and snapped it between her hands and smiled that mischievous smile. When she knelt in front of him, it conjured an image in his mind of her kneeling for an entirely different reason. Instant erection. The way she affected him by just looking up at him with those innocent blue eyes. She’d unconsciously licked her lips, and a ripple of heat had shot up his spine, and then he’d recalled the reason for the suit.

He was supposed to be preparing for his mother’s funeral. The words of his wise and kind mother kept ringing in his memory. She was the one who had introduced him to Grace. Over the years, she always told him, “Seize the day, Jack, because you never know how long you have. Have no regrets in life. Take chances.” And her most recent question? “When are you going to convince that darling girl to dump that chump and go out with a real man? Hmm?”

God love her, she was right. It was time to stop sitting on the fence where the lovely Miss Stuart was concerned.

He smiled, remembering how her delicate hand had trembled when he lifted her from her kneeling position. He wondered—no, he hoped—that she was as affected by him as he was by her. He hardened a little, remembering her faint fragrance as she stood with his help. Flowers, maybe jasmine, with a hint of vanilla. He’d been reluctant to release her hand.

He parked his truck next to Ethan’s and Adam’s and went inside. The house was clean, and there was a succulent aroma coming from the kitchen. They were already at the table eating, dressed, and ready to go to visitation tonight.

“Hey, you didn’t have to cook, Ethan. I would’ve sprung for supper.”

Ethan wore a shit-eating grin as he shook his head. “I didn’t cook. A friend of yours brought us supper. I tried to talk her into staying, but she said she had to get home.”

He was stumped. “Did they leave a name?” He lifted the pot lid and his mouth watered. Then he saw the fresh bread wrapped in a dish cloth and the cake sitting on the countertop.

“Uh-huh,” Ethan replied, filling his mouth with a big bite, enjoying himself, no doubt. He and Adam shared a glance before going back to their meal.

“Who was it?” The food was homemade. Who would take the time to do that and then come all the way out to the ranch?

“Grace Stuart,” Ethan said.

“Grace did this?” He wasn’t surprised. Preparing a fresh, home-cooked meal was exactly the kind of thing she’d do, and she’d asked earlier.

“She said she wanted to help out.”

“Did you meet her, Adam?”

In between bites, Adam said, “She was already gone by the time I got home. But I heard all about her from Ethan.”

Jack got a bowl and spoon and fixed himself a glass of tea. He brought the loaf of bread and the butter dish to the table. After serving himself he joined the other two men and dug in.

Lord have mercy, that woman wasn’t only beautiful, she could cook, too. It wasn’t just the meal, it was caring for another person and helping them through a rough patch. Boyfriend be damned, he was going after Grace the first chance he got.

Adult Excerpt

Adam hissed when she wrapped her hand around his aching cock and stroked back and forth.

“I want you the sweet, old-fashioned way. Man on top, missionary. I’ll use the lubricant and take it slow.” Please, help me take it slow! Adam wanted her to be ready because he knew his size would push her limits.

Ethan said, “It’s gonna be hard. She’s so tight, hot, and slick.”

Adam poured lubricant onto his fingers, which he applied to her pussy. He applied more to his cock. She watched him hungrily as he did this, making him even harder.

Lying on either side of her, Jack and Ethan caressed her arms and then attended to her breasts, before leaning in for a taste of her tight nipples. After wiping his hands on a towel, he positioned her with her legs spread, knees slightly bent. She moaned, and her back arched. It was beautiful, the way she responded to all of them. She never shut anybody out but allowed them to touch her and love her as they were able. He was ruined for any other woman.

He growled softly as he saw the evidence of how highly aroused she was, dripping from her inner lips and pleased beyond measure when more seeped from her opening as she reacted to his low growl. Easing close and lifting her hips, he pressed the head of his cock to her wet, quivering entrance. The heat felt incredible.

“You look so beautiful like this. Spread wide, letting me in so sweetly. I want to slide into you so bad, baby. Ethan’s right. It’s gonna be hard to hold back.”

Ethan and Jack released her nipples so they could sit up to watch, but Grace stayed exactly as he’d positioned her. He lifted her knees and spread her thighs wide over his forearms and looked into her eyes, drawing a shaky breath at the sensation of her pussy clenching on the head of his cock. He eased into her an inch or two, groaning as she accepted him, moaning her pleasure.

“Oh, Adam,” she whispered. “It’s just the way I imagined it. You’re so big, filling me.” Torturing him, she stroked his cock with her inner muscles, and flexed against him, taking more, engulfing him in her warm, slick sweetness. He thrust against her and gained ground with each stroke. She became restless, and her cunt tightened around him. The lubricant helped, which was a good thing because he grew thicker and harder.

“You doing okay? Want more?”

“Yes, give me some more.”

Holding onto her thighs, he flexed his hips, struggling not to slide all the way home. His cock slid in another couple of inches. That beautiful sight was enough to nearly do him in.

“Damn, that’s hot.” Jack groaned. “Your pussy is the prettiest pink I’ve ever seen. Listen to her breathing. You start that slide in and out, and she’s going to come quick. How does Adam feel?”

“Like heaven.” She sighed, rolling her hips and crooning in a sexy tone.

 Adam kept to the slow, steady rhythm, giving her a chance to adjust to his size.

“Does it hurt?” Jack asked as he caressed her cheek.

“Not at all. Do you like it, Adam? Do I feel good?”

“You do, so hot and tight, like you were squeezing me. Are you okay? Can I give you more?”

Grace slid her hand over his thigh and held on. “Give it all to me. Slide it in slow and easy. Oh, baby… That is amazing!”

He didn’t ask if he hurt her because he could see the happiness in her radiant face and hear it in her voice.

Releasing her thighs, he lowered himself to her torso, suckling on each breast before kissing her. Her delectable little body snuggled under his as she took every inch of his cock inside her. She slid her palms up his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck, turning her head into his kiss. She stroked his tongue with hers, her soft floral fragrance filling his nostrils.

“I love you.” Adam looked in her eyes as he kissed her face.

She shifted position slightly, lifting her legs to curl them around his thighs. Smooching him again, she flexed her hips, and he moaned. She communicated ‘I love you’ without saying a word.

“That’s hot. I can feel every little muscle spasm.” He returned her kisses and said, “I’m gonna give it to you just the way you want it.” She shuddered and gasped as he flexed his hips.

“Yes, Adam. I want it all. I want you to fuck me.” And she only had to ask once. They both moaned as he slid nearly all the way out before plunging deep.

She held on tight around his neck, locked those strong thighs around his hips, moving with him, taking him. He wanted to lose himself in her forever.

Jack said, “I can’t wait to know what that feels like.”

“Those little pink lips of hers,” Ethan murmured, “stretched over Adam’s cock. You’re gonna love it, Jack. She’s so hot and sweet. It sounds as if she likes listening to us. She’s dripping wet. Listen to the way she moans. That sound gets me hard just hearing it.”

Adam leaned down to her, propping up over her on his elbows as his hips began to piston, pumping her harder, sliding his cock home, over and over. She held on to his thighs to keep herself in place. Lifting her head, she tried to see his cock as he slid in and out.

“Help her, she wants to see.” Adam growled as he rose up onto his hands, pressing back on her knees gently. “Isn’t that right, baby? You like to watch don’t you?”

“I do. I love to watch you slide that great big cock into my pussy. I love the way you fill me so full. Can you fuck me harder?”