Page 42 of A Taste of Grace

I laughed, but Caleb didn’t.

“Come here. Trade places with me.” He reached for my waist and shifted my body so his back was to the house and I stood in front of him, facing his big chest.

He reached for my hand and placed it on the crotch of his track pants.

“You can feel what I’m working with. Explore if you want.” He widened his legs.

Without meeting Caleb’s eyes, I slowly traced my fingers over the front seam of his pants before cupping Caleb’s balls. I massaged his penis until he hissed.

“You’re big and girthy. Your balls are heavy too.”

“And full.”

His penis jumped a little at his admission, shocking me and bringing me back to reality. I removed my hand and returned it to my side.

“I refuse to feel you up in front of your family. As long as you’re not old-fashioned in the bedroom, I’m good.”

“What does old-fashioned mean?”

“Sex in bed in the dark when Hannah and Esther are asleep and vaginal penetration only. Vanilla sex is cool, but I want to know if you think it’s a sin to be adventurous. Do you expect meto play the dutiful wife and lie back during intercourse as you get yours?”

Caleb closed then opened his eyes quickly before giving me a huge smile. He patted my thigh through my dress.

“I’m ready to fulfill any fantasy you can imagine and push you to new limits. Hebrews 13:4 says that the marriage bed is undefiled, so prepare to be sick of me once we’re married. You’ll be satisfied beyond your wildest dreams.”

“So you’re nasty, nasty?”

Caleb leaned toward me and gently kissed the tip of my ear, speaking directly into it.

“I wasn’t always saved, Grace. If my congregation knew how freaky I was, they’d probably kick me out of the pulpit.”

I jerked my head up and met Caleb’s eyes. If I agreed to this, what exactly was I getting into?

“Are you into whips and chains? Do you have a secret dungeon underneath the house, because baby, no grown man is whipping my Black ass without getting punched back.”

Caleb circled my right wrist with his index finger and thumb and pulled my hand back to his crotch, holding it there as he spoke in a steady voice. He placed his other hand over my left nipple and rubbed it back and forth with his thumb. I bit my lip to stay quiet as I became aroused.

“I’m not into all that, but don’t be surprised when I lift your fine ass on the kitchen counter in the middle of the night, pull your panties off with my teeth, finger you until you lose your mind then lick you until you cum. Then I’m gonna thrust this monster dick in you so deep I’ll have to kiss you and suck on your tongue so you don’t scream my name when I flood you with my seed and our babies arrive nine months later.”

I sucked in my cheeks and took a big breath, feeling the hardness of Caleb’s shaft against my stomach. I lifted my armson his shoulders and stared into his dark eyes as he bit his lower lip. Pheromones were heavy between us.

“Since you want to have a potty mouth, Pastor Stallings, what would you do if I lifted my dress and straddledyourfine ass right now? I’d rub my hot slit against you so hard you’d cream in your pants.”

Caleb’s breath quickened, and he lifted my chin.

“You like tempting me, so tell you what. When you’re Dr. Grace Stallings, you’d better rock my world so hard I see stars.” Caleb kissed my forehead and embraced me in a bear hug.

“I promise you’ll see the entire solar system when I’m done with you.”

Promises

“It’sdisrespectful to play with my emotions like this.” Grace placed her hands on her hips.

I took my hands in Grace’s and kissed her inner wrists one by one. I lingered on her right wrist a little longer than the left.

“I’m not playing with you, Grace. I think about you nonstop.”

“Infatuation is not a good enough reason for me to marry you.”

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