Page 61 of A Taste of Grace

Grace smelled and looked so good standing next to me. She declared her vows in a voice that melted my insides, drawing me back to the seriousness of this moment.

When we were declared husband and wife and her tongue finally met mine, I was ready for everyone to leave. Grace was hot and ready in a way I imagined but hadn’t fully comprehended. Only when she softly told me that she needed me did the primal hunger in me erupt.

“I’ve got you, Grace.” I declared those words in her ear as I rubbed her back.

When everyone cleared out and I reminded my girls to listen to Mama, I guided Grace to our bedroom.

“You ready?”

“Been ready.”

I closed the door and held her hands in mine.

“Then come here.”

She entered my arms, and I held her close. Grace reached for my tie and loosened it as she kissed me. I turned her around and reached for the zipper at the top of her simple wedding dress. I unzipped it a quarter of the way down her back.

“I dreamed about you last night,” she said.

“Did you now?” I finished unzipping the dainty dress to her waist and rested my fingers on her lower back, massaging her skin with my thumbs.

“Yes.” Grace twirled around, kissing my lips and throwing my tie on the dresser.

“What did you dream about, love?” I lifted her chin and pecked her lips as she unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt.

“All of this.” She lowered her hands to my belt buckle and loosened it with great care before unfastening my pants.

She slowly teased my growing erection with her fingertips as I pushed her dress down her shoulders. I gave each shoulder special attention, kissing and sucking them gently.

“You are so sexy.” I spoke the words into her soft skin as she unzipped my pants and pushed them and my boxers low enough for her to caress my hardness.

With each stroke of her soft hand along my length, I became more aware of her sweet scent and the steady pressure she applied to my manhood. When my member fully sprang to life, I groaned, mesmerized by Grace’s magical touch.

She lowered her eyes to my penis and bit her lip.

“He’s as thick as I thought he was. Do you like that?” she asked in the huskiest of voices.

“Oh, yes.” I threw my head back and closed my eyes as Grace continued her exploration.

“You’re soft and steely, just like your personality.”

I held Grace’s wrist to stop her motion.

“It has been a long time. I might explode if you keep that up.”

“But I want to explore you, baby.” She pouted and frowned, never stopping her motions.

I pulled my boxers up and kissed her lips again.

“You will, love. But first, tell me what you need. You were the one about to pass out in my backyard from horniness.”

Grace dropped her dress to the floor and placed it on the bed next to my tie. I sucked in my breath, instantly aroused by the tight lacy white corset that pulled her round breasts up through the delicate material of her thigh high dress. Her breasts were pushed so high I saw the top of her chocolate-brown areolas,which contrasted beautifully with the light, intricate design of the corset. She turned around and thrust her almost fully exposed butt to me.

“What’s this? Another thong?” I grinned then ran my fingers up and down the string material of a lacy white thong that ate the crack of Grace’s flawless behind like a tasty lunch.

I lifted the thin string before smacking Grace playfully on each cheek as her butt jiggled.

“Another one to add to your wifey collection.” She rubbed against my crotch as she slowly bent down over the bed and lifted her butt toward me.

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