Caroline and the Pastor

Chapter Twenty-Three

Julian:
She probably was curious as to why I had ordered her to stay in my bed, while I paced through the bathroom. I have to find the necklace. It should be in this jewelry thing, right? Wow, I haven't seen this in years. This necklace... my grandmother's. A silver beauty  with a garnet in the middle. The place that held the gem twisted around it, like a woven basket, protecting it almost.
I always had wondered who I would give this to. I had no clue it would be someone who was this involved in my life. I figured I'd meet a girl, and I'd fall for her hard and fast. Then I'd give her the necklace, and she'd break my heart. Almost like Missy. She's the last person and the only person I've been with, before I decided to join the ministry. That heart ache made me turn to God even more. Thankfully, she broke it off before I made the mistake of giving it to her.
This necklace alone could probably buy me three nice china sets. Maybe it could buy me a nice house. Ever since Missy, I knew I wouldn't be able to give it to anyone. Being in the ministry wouldn't allow for that. I'm not allowed to have relations with anyone except for God. I can't even have relations with myself.
Staring at it made me the slightest bit hesitant, but I know that she's fully deserving of this. Even if things sour, it'll be because I wronged God. It'll be because of my sin. I can't help it, though. As pure as that woman is, she draws me in. She doesn't even mean to. Is that still a temptation? She is most definitely the apple to my Eve, that's for sure. It's not like I'm proposing, but this means pretty much the same thing for my family and I. Could they even meet her? What would they say? I'd have to leave the ministry first...
Okay, Julian, enough. Caroline now, existential crisis later. I don't know why I ever brought this with me, being as I was never supposed to give it out again, but good thing I did.
I'll give it to her when the time is right.

"Julian?"

"Yes, darling?" I've been pacing for too long apparently.

"What are you doing? Are you going to shower?"

"Oh, no. I was just looking for something really quickly. Something I wanted to show you."

"Oh, did you find it?"

"Uh.. no, actually."

"Oh, bummer. I hope it turns up soon. Uh.. can you come here for a second?"

"What's the matter?"

"Nothing, besides the elephant in the room. I don't want to think about that right now, though."

"Your wish is my command." I pressed my lips very gently onto her hand. She's so soft.

"Can... can we kiss again?"

I couldn't help but laugh at that. "Angel, you do not need to ask me that. I'm all yours. Take what you want."
Her face turned about the same shade as her lips. I figured a wink would do the trick. She's stunning when she's flustered.

With the most delicate touch I've ever felt, her lips pressed to mine. It was a kiss that I haven't experienced from her, yet. Half of it was hungry and the other half was... longing? Did she miss me from those five minutes of thinking myself into a pit? Or maybe she's longing for something else?
As the seconds passed, it grew hungrier and hungrier. It's nice to be able to feel her let go, even if I only experience it once in a blue moon. Oh my. There's definitely blood rushing to places where they shouldn't be. I could feel her slightly twitch beneath me. She felt it too... wonderful. Breaking the kiss, she stared at me, with something a little darker in her eyes. Her breaths were staggered.

"Julian..."

"Yes, angel?"

"I just wanted to let you know that you don't have to be afraid of... um... letting your hands wander. It's okay with me. I-I think I'd prefer it, actually."

"Hm, okay. Like where? Here?" She gasped, and her lips formed a small smile. Her thighs were just as soft as I imagined. Mindlessly, my hands explored under her dress. I don't want to do anything she's not comfortable with, though.

"Julian, I'm completely okay with this. There isn't anything, right now, that I'm hesitant about." Both of her hands held my face. Her eyes locked with mine. "We're on the same page."

Her lips met mine very gently and her pace was more eager than last time. Her hand guided mine up farther.

"Are you sure, angel?" She pulled my lips back to hers, aggressively. It was almost as if I had insulted her by asking that.

"Yes!" She whined between kisses. I hope she knows what I'm taking about. I hope she knows what page I'm on.
"I can feel the gears in your head turning, Julian. I know what you're referring to, and yes I'm sure! Please?"

"That's all I needed to hear."
I let my hand travel around her. I can't say I never thought about this before, but I have to take it slow, for her sake. I could feel her shivering beneath my touch. Then, her skin followed suit with goosebumps. That's a good sign. Planting long, slow kisses on her jawline down to her neck, I could hear small breaths escape. This must be euphoric for her.

"Make sure to communicate with me, alright?"

Luckily, I suspected this yesterday, from what her mother said over the phone. I had to drive two towns over just to buy protection.
This isn't as memorable for her as I'd like it to be. She deserves a bed full of rose petals and sheets sewn with 24 karat gold, but she wants it now, and so do I.
As the kisses grew closer to her mid drift, I slowed them down even more, making sure she was really okay with this. That and the reality of this is so much for me. You can only imagine something so many times.
Focusing on the most important part of her, in this situation, I could tell that she was into this. By the looks of how sheer her panties are, she's been into this. I don't want to startle her, but here goes nothing. With the softest kiss I could muster, I placed my lips right where they belong.
The gasp that she let out will be one forever engrained in my mind. I couldn't help but grin. I moved back to her inner thighs, just for teasing's sake, then removed pesky, cotton barrier.
I...have been blessed. She is a true gift from God.  With how much of a mess she's already made herself, I don't need to do this, but the lust overtaking me won't deny her this experience.

My eyes flickered to the clock, ten minutes have passed. It certainly doesn't feel like it. I could do this for hours. Especially, now that I've heard what she sounds like when she moans.
"Are you alright, angel?"

She looked down at me, flushed and desperate. "Y-yes, Father. I- I mean, Julian." Her eyes are so glassy, it's intoxicating. My fingers are definitely pruned. I probably shouldn't use my mouth to clean them off, not in front of her. Not yet, anyway.

I should probably start getting myself situated.

"Wait.. can I try? I want to do to you what you did to me."

I couldn't help but chuckle.  I wasn't going to worry about that, but since she's offering, I might as well go along with it. "Alright, angel. Come here, I can guide you."

Not only was the view from up here incredible, but once again, she's pretty skilled for something she's never done before. Those eyes alone could melt any man.

"Caroline..." She couldn't fit much, but if she could, I might be in trouble. My knees are already shaking. It's only been a couple of minutes, but my hands are already in her hair.

"Is something wrong?"

"N-no, angel. Quite the opposite. Why don't you lay down?"

Finally getting myself situated, I couldn't help but think... this moment is finally here. I can't believe she's up for this. I gave her a soft, slow kiss, just to reassure her. Just as I reached her neck, she whined.

"I can't wait any longer, please, please!"

"Okay, okay. Take a deep breath for me?"

"Oh m-my G-God!"