“Oh, oh, oh,” I pant, pulling at my hair. He works more of his tongue in, sucking harder, and rubbing faster. My ass clenches, holding back a orgasm.
“Let it go. Let me feel you excited.” His breath rushes up my slit.
“I, oh, I, yes, yes,” I squeal, overcome with desire and shaking with a climatic orgasm. “More.”
He drags himself up my body to rest his hard cock on my throbbing pussy. “You’re going to have so much fun.” He wraps his arms around my waist and squeezes. “Sex between trusting partners is the purest expression of love.”
I’m trembling in his arms, scared, and excited. “Please, Ryan.” I press my lips against his chin. My lips quiver as I beg, “Show me everything. I love you. I love being here with you. I’m going to remember this night forever. I want you to be the one.”
“I promise I will remember this night forever.” He sits up, straddling my legs. Pinching my nipples between his thumb and finger, he pulls them to taut peaks. “They’re so perfect. You’re perfect.” He quickly bends down to bring my breast to his mouth and sucks.
“Oh, yes,” I moan. He’s kissed me there before, but never while I was naked. I’m pulsing to explode with another orgasm. “Let me see you. All of you.”
He still has his boxers on. He backs off the bed and slips them down. When he raises back up I gasp at his size. “You’re.” I can’t stop staring at it. I’ve never seen a man fully naked. My fingers tremble toward him. He steps up and I fold my hand around his shaft. I can’t believe I swallow him a few minutes ago. “Are you sure?” I palm over his head, unbelieving he will fit inside me.
“I’m sure.” He lays on the bed next to me, grabs my wrists and pulls me on top of him. I’m now hesitant to get started, he locks my legs together between his. “Feel me.” He rocks under me, rubbing his cock on my clit. “Does this feel good?”
“Yes,” I moan, glad he wasn’t penetrating me too fast. My heart is beating a mile a second. With our chests together, I can feel his heart pounding too. “Are you nervous? How many?”
“No. Leave the past there.” He grabs my ass and presses me harder on him. “Tonight is your night. I’m all yours.” He inches his fingers down to make room for him. “It might hurt, but not for long.”
“I know. I’m ready.” I adjust myself to lodge his cock at my entrance. He tucks it in. “Oh, ow, oh.” It’s a tight fit. He holds my hips and rocks me on and off him until he’s easing in and out.
“Whoa. We really do fit together.” I bob a little, moving around on him. “You’re inside me. I’m having sex.”
“It’s all you, baby.” He sits me up and rocks under me. I throw my hands down to his chest to hold myself up on him. “Having fun?”
“I like it.” I bounce up and down, feeling his rod deep inside me. I clench on tight, feeling an orgasm. “It feels—so—good—I—I can’t.” My body tenses and I burst on his cock.
“Yes, Grace.” He sits up to hold me an embrace. He jerks his cock in and out, prolonging my climax. He plunges his lips on mine greedily, biting on me as he thumps his cock in my swollen pussy pulsing on his cock. I enjoy every second of the feeling I don’t want to ever go away. Then he whispered into my ear, “Let me be myself.”
The dominant lover hiding within the pastor robes comes out. Ryan pushes me backward on the bed. He crouches over me, his arm bent across my chest. His lust filled eyes, staring down to my pussy. With me secure in place, he rams his cock in, driving it in and out fast.
He never looks up, he just stares and watches his cock pound in and out of my pussy. “Oh, Grace,” he groans, “I can’t hold back. You feel too good.” He buries himself in me, trembles, then yanks his cock out. “You’re too tempting. I’m too close.”
There’s pain on his face. “Why are you holding back? Don’t you want to finish? Share this with me.”
“You’re not protected.” He caresses up and down my torso, traveling his hands down to rub on my clit. “So innocent. I can’t take a chance.”
“We may be sinning, but I still believe in God’s will.” I take his cock and pull him toward me. He slides back in with ease. “Make love to me.”
“Yes,” he groans, rocking forward. He stretches me out again, slow and steady. Thrusting faster, he pants, “Yes, baby. Take it. Take all my cock. You like it like this?”
“Oh, yes.’ He’s holding himself up over me, I dig my nails into his wrists, throbbing on his full penetration. “Oh, I feel good again.”
“We do this together.” He pumps in and out, slamming faster, blocking out worries and giving in to the moment.
“Oh, oh.” I writhe, holding my breath.
“Hold on.” He grabs my hips, jerks me back and forth on his cock. “Damn, I’m close.”
“Yes, yes, take me,” I moan.
He frantically fucks harder. Falling down on my chest, he thrusts his cock fully in, gasping in my ear. “You with me.”
Yes, yes,” I cry, smashed under him. I tighten on him, releasing a stronger orgasm than before.
“FUUUUUUCCCK!” he groans, with one final pump. His warm cum blasts out, some stays in my tunnel, but he rips from me and the rest of his load, sprays on my chest. “Grace, my love. Did you?”
“Yes, I did.” I smear his seed over my belly. “My first time and it’s with the man I love. I’m in heaven.”
“You are heaven.” He cuddles up next to me. We both drift off to sleep, comfortable enough to lay naked in each others arms.
Chapter Ten
Grace
In the morning, I can smell him on the sheets. I’m half awake, I stretch my arm out and feel Ryan’s hard body laying next to me. I roll over, examine the moles on his back. I’m still here.
Inhaling and exhaling, it occurs to me that I am in bed with the man I love and I don’t want to leave him. The sun pours in from the window and reality sets in. I wake up for real. I’m in bed with Pastor Ryan. I never went home. My alarm’s gone off. I bolt up in bed and scramble to get out from under the covers. Mom and dad. I panic, attempting to run to the door, the covers tangle around my ankle and I can’t get away.
Ryan stirs, rolls over and smiles. “Hey there sexy.” He stretches his arms over his head. I’ve jerked the covers off him and his morning excitement jumps. I freeze, terrified. What have we done?
He catches on to my flustered nerves quick. “Grace. Calm down. Come back to bed.”
“I can’t find my clothes. I have to go.” I toss up the sheet and find just my dress. “I need my bra and panties. I know he’s coming.”
“Grace. Sit down,” he commands. “I—love—you,” he says slow, forcing me to hear every word. “What we did was make a promise and I promise to be the only one you have to make that promise to. Do you hear me?”
“We had sex. We’re not married.” He drops down to one knee. “I want to marry you. If you’ll have me, I’ll wait. I’ll ask your dad’s permission, the church’s, anyone’s. Just say yes.”
“I do. I want to marry you too.” He pulls me up into a passionate kiss. I forget my troubles and give myself to be in his arms. “I love you, Ryan.”
The doorbell rings, followed by heavy knocking. “Open up!”
“He’s here.” I rip out of my lover’s arms and toss on my dress. He picks up my panties from on the floor by the window and hands them to me. I step into them and he steps into a stray pair of workout shorts.
“Let me talk to him. Let me explain.” He leads the way down the stairs. At the bottom, I first see my bra on the floor, then my mom looking in the window to the side of the front door.
“Should’ve gotten curtains for those.” Ryan opens the door, taking the full force of dad’s wrath.
“Heathen! You take my baby out and don’t bring her home.” He jabs his finger into Ryan’s chest. “You—are—a—sinner. I’m calling Pastor Danny.”
“Daddy stop. Leave Ryan alone.” I try to get between them, but Ryan holds me back. My mother who is quietly sobbing, follows
my dad in and embraces me in a hug.
“Are you alright, dear?” she asks, noticing my missing article of clothing. She picks up the bouquet of flowers from the table and hands them to me, tucking my bra into her apron pocket at the same time. “These are lovely. Did Ryan give them to you?”
“Quiet woman. We’re not finished here.”
“Sir, I don’t like your tone.” He gets in my dad’s face. “I love your daughter, so you’d better change it.”
I’m torn, confused, over the argument between two most important men in my life. On one hand I know my dad’s just protecting me, but he has nothing to worry about with Ryan. Then I realize that dad hasn’t even brought up sex. He doesn’t know. In his mind, Ryan didn’t commit the ultimate sin. If he thought I’d lost my virginity there’d be no talking, just hitting.
“Love. Ha,” Dad scoffs. “You don’t even know Grace.”
“I think I do, sir.”
“You call yourself a Pastor. Hypocrite.”
Ryan stands tall, facing the accusation. “If falling in love is wrong, then I’m in the wrong. But so is Grace. She feels the same. We will be together, sir.”
“Not likely. I’m taking her home. Where she belongs.” Dad grabs my arm and jerks me out of mom’s protection. The roses drop to the floor. “Leave them.”
“No! Mom do something!” I struggle, but dad is stronger.
“Go with him Grace. God is watching.” He slams the door shut, before my dad can get me out it. He takes my other hand and squeezes. “As long as you live under his roof, he answers to God for you. Go home and pray about what we talked about this morning.”
“I will. I love you, Ryan.”
Nothing my dad can say will make me change my mind about Ryan. It was right for me to give myself to him. I felt it last night and I still feel it this morning. Ryan is my true love and we will be together, forever.
At home, I march straight upstairs to my room. “Don’t even think about talking to me!” I yell, slamming the door.
It’s several hours later when my mom dares to enter. “Grace, honey. I made you a snack. Are you hungry?”
“Mom, why didn’t you stop him?” I roll over, hugging my pillow.
“It’s best to let your dad yell it out.” She closes the door behind her, leaving it open crack. House rules. “He gets so worked up over things.”
“We did nothing wrong.”
She looks back to the door, then takes my bra out of her apron. “And this?” she whispers.
“I did give myself to him. But he loves me.”
“Oh, Grace.” She slumps. “He’s not going to marry you now.”
“That’s not true.” I sit up and toss the pillow aside. “He’s already asked me to. I said yes.”
“Dear, he’s a man. He feels he has to say such things.” She caresses the bed near me. “Those aren’t his true feelings. They never tell you them.”
In that moment, I see all the disappointment in dad, that mom’s been carrying all these years. “I found the one. I won’t be like you. Ryan’s not like dad. He loves me and I love him. I won’t waste my life serving a man I don’t love, like you did.”
“Bitch!” Mom yells. The palm of her hand stings across my cheek.
I cover it. Holding back tears. I’ve never heard mom utter that word not even in repeating it. But she said it out of anger and it being directed at me for telling the truth hurts more the strike on my cheek.
Seconds pass before her anger turns to resentment over my love for Ryan. “I’m sorry mom.” But she can’t take it back and I can’t take back what I said.
“Go to him. Now before your father finds out.” She picks up my Bible, shoves it in my arms, and pushes me toward the door. “Go Grace. Live your life. Find love.”
I take her advice and run back to Ryan. It’s the best decision I make.
He loves me.
Soon we’ll marry and I’ll be the happiest woman in the world. The only thing that can make me happier will be when I get to carry his child inside me.
I’m waiting to announce that news to the congregation. It hasn’t happened, but I know children are in our future.
THE END
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