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I also saw that her nipples were still tense and pointed upward. “Are you satisfied with my breast service, Gabriel?” Grace smiled a little as she looked down at her breasts. “Of course, not yet.” I quickly removed every last bit of clothing from my body after hearing her vulgar words. Then I threw off my underwear and kissed her straining nipples. Grace moans with a trembling body. “Gabriel, your touch makes my whole body heat up.” I take off her clothes that disturb my view to enjoy her whole body. The damn nightgown finally came off, and I could see her naked body. She was wearing only a pair of thin, lacy pants that barely covered her pussy.

Grace doesn't like it when I get injured, she gets concerned and starts fussing over me, and I enjoy that. She turned around immediately, pushing my hands away and grabbing on to it to inspect the injury, giving me the opportunity to see her beautiful body clearly. I gulped and swallowed the spits In my mouth. This wasn't my first time of seeing a naked woman, but this was the first time I was seeing Grace's naked body. My hands itched to cup her boobs with my hands, she will fit perfectly in my hands. I licked my lips as I stared at her rosy red nipples that begged to be suckled, her slim slender waist with wide hips made my head turn round.

The thought of him naked in the shower sent a shiver down my spine. I slowly walked to the door and headed inside. Steam enveloped me as I caught sight of David through the glass, beads of water cascading down his toned body. My mouth went dry, and a hunger stirred in the pit of my stomach. When the door clicked behind me, his head snapped up to find me standing there, drooling over him. "Grace?" His eyes widened with surprise. "What is it? Is something wrong?" I shook my head, taking a step forward. "I just need you to make me forget some things," I said, partially ignoring his question. In a swift movement, I stripped from my dress and panties, standing there completely naked.

" Hawks' gaze, fixed on Grace, was full of lust. He noticed that Frederick wore cheap clothes, and he was certain that Frederick would fail to recruit any reinforcements. Grace was elated upon hearing his words. She found Hawks to be very capable, so she gave him a lascivious look. "You can protect me 24/7 if you're worried, can't you?" Hawks took Grace's hand excitedly and leered. "Oh, I'll protect you nicely tonight for sure, don't you worry." Grace nodded bashfully, biting her lip. Even Wade could not take it, now. He thought, "I didn't expect Grace to be so promiscuous. I'd proposition her if she wasn't Priscilla's cousin."

Ashton’s Pov Seated across from each other, I couldn't help but steal glances at the slumbering form of Grace. Her chestnut hair cascaded over her shoulder in gentle waves, and the soft glow of the reading light highlighted the delicate curve of her cheek as she had fallen asleep while engrossed in a book. I watched as her chest rose and fell in a gentle rhythm, her lashes casting shadows against her cheeks.

It felt so surreal that I was here with such a man. “I’m so what?”He probed. I sighed and changed the subject. “Why do you call me little Dove?” He stared at me,intently.”A dove was the first thing that came to my mind when I saw you in that art room that night.You had looked so pure and…and you had this calming vibe,this refreshing vibe.And when I laid with you that night,I felt so much peace that I couldn’t even understand.Perhaps,it’s because peace is one of the things a dove symbolizes.Anyway,you’ll always be my dove.Do you not like it that I call you that?”

“Wrong question, Grace. You should ask me what the half wing of the dove on my back symbolizes. He said. Behind him, he heard Grace snickered and then she corrected her question, caressing the words behind him, even though he knew she was doing that unconsciously. “The dove symbolizes the Holy Spirit, Grace, but knowing that wanting him all for myself is selfish, I got half the wing and for me, it symbolizes strength and light. For so long I was in a dark place, at college it was really a rough road, but when I came back home and got baptized again, I decided I wanted that with me forever.” He wasn't sure his explanation was getting to her, but he knew it would later when she wanted it to.

Dom pressed her down on the bed by placing his hand on her belly. "Don't move" He ordered and sucked on her clit. Grace pressed her head down on the pillow when he devoured her pussy like his favourite desert. This was her first experience after accident, no man has ever touched her in her memory. Dom placed her legs on his shoulder when he inserted his fingers inside her. Grace rolled her head back in pleasure. Her heels dug in his back when she felt knots in her body. Dom didn't stop, he continued his sweet torture until she came on his face making everything messy.

she shrugged inwardly. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before… Ugh. There goes my dirty mind again… “I haven’t seen that movie,” he said gruffly. “So I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She grinned wider. “It would be an honor if you could paint me like Jack Dawson painted Rose DeWitt Bukater. I suggest you watch the movie and let me know what you think. I’m willing to pay, whatever the price.”

Wren threw her hand up against the flashes of the camera at first, until she then noticed Grace in the doorway with a bulky camera pressed to her face. “Grace, what the hell?” Wren laughed. Grace lowered the camera and grinned wickedly. “Come on, give me something…like a power pose.” Wren rolled her eyes but played along and shifted on the couch. She had her chin up and shoulders back, then started to make different poses for Grace who pressed the shutter non stop. “Now, give me sultry ceo,” Grace said. “Sultry? Seriously?” “Work with me, Austin. Channel your inner diva.”