Page 67 of A Taste of Grace

“No. Your entire essence is already tattooed on my heart.” I tapped my chest with my fingers and winked at her.

As she blushed and lowered her eyes, I picked up the edge of her robe and opened it, revealing the biggest, prettiest breasts I’d ever seen. Although I wanted to devour her, she deserved to be savored since this was her first honeymoon and marriage.

“Speaking of fine…Damn, baby, I need a taste. Remember those tongue exercises I told you about?” I lowered my lips to Grace’s right nipple and flicked my tongue over it before doing the same with the left.

Grace arched her back and lifted the bottom of her breast to feed me more of it. I gladly accepted her offer, twirling my tongue over her skin and sucking hard before biting her nipple. When she moaned, I came up for air and said, “They’re sweet just how I like them.”

“And they’re so sensitive.” Grace moaned louder as I alternated nipple play across her breasts.

“Should I stop?” I massaged the skin I sucked with my fingers and kissed her wet lips at the same time, undoing her robe in its entirety.

I paused to take in the smooth curves of Grace’s hips. The “V” at the apex of her thighs made me swallow several times so I wouldn’t spit on myself.

“You’re perfection in human form.” I placed my hands on her neck and worked my way down, cupping her breasts and kissing each of them before reaching behind her and jiggling her round butt with my hands.

I pushed Grace’s robe down her body and dropped it before I turned her around. As I promised this morning, I licked her from the top of her spine to her ass.When I smacked it hard, she reached for my neck and kissed me.

“This slick tongue is divine.”

“It’s not done yet. Let’s go to Eden.” I walked backward to the family room, never taking my eyes off Grace’s form.

“Are you sure you don’t want to eat first?”

“I’m going to eat alright.” I licked my lips and brushed my fingers over her stomach.

“Save room for dessert,” she purred.

“Believe me. I will.”

Per the house rules, I removed my towel before I entered Eden.

“You’ve got a leg tat too?”

“Yeah.” I eyed Grace ogling my upper leg tattoo of a sword and shield.

Her eyes dropped to my manhood like it had her in a trance.

“The rumors are true. Youareone of God’s favorites. He blessed you ineveryway.”

When I widened my stance, he jumped a little, making Grace wipe the corner of her mouth with her fingers.

“Damn.” She shook her head and bit her bottom lip. “I’ve seen a lot of dicks in my life, but I’ve never seen one as pretty as yours.”

Grace’s filthy mouth turned me on, but I wasn’t pleased with her comparison.

“How many dicks have you seen? Or touched? Or licked? I don’t want to beat a man’s shifty behind for turning my wife out.”

Grace knelt before me, resting her hands on my shoulders as she planted a quick kiss on my cheek.

“The only one I care about is the one on my hung, Holy Ghost filled husband.”

As Grace described me, she leaned in and planted the sultriest of kisses on my neck. She reached for my shaft and massaged it from head to tip, bricking me up harder than I’d ever been. I closed my eyes and moaned as her hands squeezed and rubbed repeatedly.

“Does that feel good, baby?”

“You’re not playing fair. That’s my… spot. Oh…”

“That’s it. Forget the past. Focus on the present. Let’s make new memories…nasty ones in our Eden.”

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