Page 68 of A Taste of Grace

Grace buttered me up, and it worked. My ego soared from her admiration for my body.

“Lie down.” I hugged Grace and guided her shoulders to the plush rug behind us.

It was thick like grass and reminded me of a lush forest. Grace splayed herself on the rug as I opened her pretty legs, kissing her inner thighs and then going in with rapid licks to her glistening core.

“You taste like honey.” I spoke the words in between licks, raising my eyes to meet hers before they slowly rolled back in her head.

When she squirmed and tried to close her legs, I gently smacked them.

“Don’t you dare close my treasure chest. I need my reward.”

Grace smiled then widened her legs. I pushed them as far apart as I could. When I licked her labia, her juices started to flow.

“It’s yours, Caleb. Don’t…stop.” Grace’s breaths became ragged as I increased my speed with my tongue and licked her clitoris.

“Lift your legs.”

When Grace relaxed her limbs, I pushed them back over her head and nestled my body into hers, aligning my pole to her opening.

“I’m going to slide in real slow, baby. When I slip in, I can’t promise I’ll be able to stop. Are you ready for me to enter your fiery furnace?”

Grace giggled.

“Pastor’s got jokes. In that case, that friction better make me explode.”

“It will. Buckle up and hold on. Ready?”

Grace nodded.

“I’m going to count it down for you. One.” I teased the tip of my erection near her center as the wetness coated my shaft.

“Two.” I entered as Grace’s suction took me in.

“Three.”

With a big thrust of my hips, I gave my all to Grace again and again.

“Mother of God! It’s so big.” Grace’s nails dug into my back so hard they stung my skin.

I didn’t feel the pain of her nails because the connection I made with her was like a missing piece locking into a puzzle. Grace’s intense eyes pierced my soul. Our bodies matched rhythms as we clung to each other. Each time I entered Grace, I saw her capacity to give everything she had to me. I needed to mark her as mine in every way.

“God made you for me.” I held my manhood in her tunnel as our eyes connected.

Adam and Eve messed up in the Garden of Eden, but Grace and I were about to get this covenant right.

Her eyes glistened as I lowered my lips to her mouth. When I parted, she held the back of my neck and whispered, “I’m yours as long as you want me.”

“Get ready to be with me forever then.”

My heart swelled as Grace’s body seized, and so did mine. A guttural cry from the depths of my soul escaped me as Grace took every thrust I gave her. I’d been waiting for this moment my entire life. I wasn’t sure how I could love Grace so deeply in such a short time, but I knew better than to try to figure something out that was bigger than I was.

“I’m going to flood you, sweetheart. You ready for my baby?”

“Yes!” Grace shouted as she came.

My seed entered her body seconds later and flooded out of her. Grace met me stroke for stroke. No devil in hell would be able to tear us apart. Like our cum, we were now one.

Destined

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