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  “That he does, Dad.”

  At the entrance of the dining hall, I saw my intern bouncing through the door. A smile drawn on her little chocolate face. She placed a brown paper bag and a coffee cup in my hand. “Here you go, Pastor White.” When she grinned her nose crinkled, it was adorable.

  “Thank you, Christina. I left some emails open on my computer. Can you answer them for me?” I sipped the piping hot coffee. She nodded and scurried off.

  “Ugh. She’s so damn studious,” Camilla said playfully.

  “That’s why she’s a good intern. Plus Manny didn’t want her working under him, she’d bug him for shopping trips all the time.” I laughed.

  “True.” Camilla snatched the paper bag from me and held it up, “What’s in here? Food?”

  “Yes. Greedy girl.” I snatched it back and took out a turkey and cheese croissant. “You want some?”

  “Yes please, Dad.” I noticed she always called me dad, no matter what. I was sure it was because Daddy was reserved for someone else. I shared my sandwich with Camilla and joked around with her while the staff set up for brunch.

  Kindergarteners and preschoolers were entertaining our huge crowd of churchgoers with a cute Easter play in the East auditorium while everyone waited to eat. The food was being placed on the tables as I spoke to Camilla. “Have you finished planning Christina’s surprise party?” I asked her curiously. Chris was turning 18 and Camilla wanted to surprise her with an intimate party and a special guest appearance from Laurel.

  “Yup. Laurel got home today but she told Chris her flight got messed up so she wouldn’t be in until the end of the week when spring break was almost over.” She stifled a laugh, “Chris cried all damn day.”

  “Yall gonna kill that poor girl.” I sighed.

  “She’ll be all better once she sees Laurel tomorrow.” She assured me.

  I knew she was right though. Chris and Laurel texted back and forth and Facetimed all damn day and night it seemed. I didn’t know what else they would have to talk about when Laurel came home.

  Caterers buzzed around setting the final touches on the tables for our congregation. When everything was done, they signaled to Manny. Like magic, Dana was at his side and Camilla and Christina stood on either side of them with their perfect smiles. I was smiling too but not because I was putting on a front. I was smiling because I couldn’t wait to see all this shit come crashing down around them. I would spare Camilla as much as I could but not before she felt the sting too.

  I was usually one of the last people to leave New Grace at night. It was mainly because it was when I could fuck Dana without her worrying about Manny catching us. Manny stayed late many nights too but he took his work home a lot and I knew why. He liked to screw Camilla there. I rarely saw them together in his office anymore but they were always at the house.

  This night though, I was mostly alone. Dana was still trying to talk Manny out of the Santo Domingo stop and Camilla left with Xavier to finish Chris’ party plans. That left me with the almost birthday girl. She clicked away dutifully at the computer in the corner of my office with her earbuds nestled in her ears. I checked my watch and waited for both hands to reach 12.

  When they did, I smiled and stood up. I tapped Chris on her shoulder and she looked up at me with warm eyes. “Happy birthday Chris.”

  “Is it 12 already?” She squeaked.

  “Yeah.” I flashed her my watch and she stood to stretch.

  “You heading home?”

  “Trevor don’t fucking play with me. You’ve been torturing me all day, I want my birthday present.” Her voice lowered and I smirked at her. I loved pushing her buttons.

  “Alright, fine. You gotta come get it though.” She couldn’t hide the elation in her perfectly lined eyes. Christina got on her knees and unzipped my slacks. My dick popped out and she licked her lips hungrily. I pushed her head down on my erection and she went right to work slurping and swirling her tongue around like I’d taught her countless times before. The only difference now was that I’d finally get to fuck her little virgin pussy. She’d been begging me for months but I would only allow her to suck my dick and I’d eat her pussy. It was our little secret deal until she turned 18. She was dying for me to fuck her though.

  “Trevor…” When she whined my name I knew exactly what she wanted.

  My dick.

  I stood her up and kissed her plump lips while my hands worked to unbutton her dress and get a handful of her big titties. Christina was built like a stallion and it was my pleasure to watch her grow over the past year. I rubbed her clit and watched her body stiffen at my experienced touch. “You sure you ready?” I asked in her ear. She spoke no words. She only nodded her head.

  I carefully laid her on the plush suede couch in my office and slid a condom on myself. Her glistening pink pussy let me know she was more than ready for me to make her a woman. Before I took her virginity, I had to put her breasts in my mouth. I ran my tongue across her hard nipples and bit down on them just enough to make her cry out my name.

  She tangled her fingers in my long locs and I knew she couldn’t wait anymore. I kissed her while I pushed slowly inside of her. I had to buck against her tight hole several times before it finally opened up enough for me to slip all the way inside of her.

  Fuck, she was so tight. “Trevor! Oh my god!” I paused, not only to control my urge to cum instantly but also to make sure she wasn’t in any pain. I looked into her brown eyes with concern.

  “Are you okay? Am I hurting you?” Her pussy relaxed around my girth but she was still tight like a goddamn Chinese finger trap.

  “No. I mean, yes but it feels so good Trevor. The pain feels so good.”

  “You want me to keep going?”

  “Yes,” She moaned in hushed tones. I pushed deeper into her pussy, making her cry out again. She dug her nails into my back as I thrust in and out of her slippery cunt. We locked eyes and I could tell she was in heaven. Shit at the time, so was I. “Trevor, I’m gonna cum.” She whined and wiggled her hips against me.

  That was all I needed to hear. Christina’s pussy was too tight and too wet for me to stay in it without losing it completely. I squeezed her hard nipples between my fingers and she started to shake. When she clamped down on my dick I came hard. I damn near saw stars. I’d forgotten how good new pussy felt. It had been so long since I took a woman’s virginity. Christina’s chest rose and fell as she tried to catch her breath.

  "You okay, kiddo?" I walked down the hall to my bathroom and she followed me making noises, no doubt from her being sore.

  “Please don’t call me kiddo, Trevor.” She pouted. I touched her chin and laughed.

  “Sorry, Chris. Well, you’re definitely a woman now.” I took my clothes off and started the shower. She only bled a little and it was streaked on the condom. I tossed it in the trash and stepped into the steamy water. Chris climbed in behind me, and I admired her body. Mocha and curves for days.

  “Did I bleed a lot?” She asked me shyly.

  “Nah, you were perfect sweetheart. Perfect.” I ran my hand down her body and pulled her into me.

  “Why are you so damn fine? Oh my god.” She whined like it pained her.

  “I know. I’m so old, right? I shouldn’t look this good.” I chuckled and soaped my body. Christina let her fingers trace the outline of my abdominal muscles.

  “I didn’t say that. But how often do you work out?” She tilted her head to the side, admiring my naked form.

  “I’m an island boy, Chris. I work out every day. I might as well live in that gym upstairs.” I let the water soak my hair then I looked at her.

  “Well, you look good as hell,” she lusted. “Cami is gonna kill me.” Her voice turned soft as she lathered up her stomach and breasts.

  “She’ll be okay. Trust me.” I winked and kissed her lips.

  “How can you be so sure? I’m fucking her father.” I stifled a smart quip and instead, I feigned concern and comforted Christina amid her
inner voice telling her she was wrong.

  Once we were all clean, Chris sat on my desk and looked down at my papers. “Do you think Camilla is throwing me a surprise party?” She wondered.

  “Ah…maybe.” I laughed.

  “I’m just gonna make sure I look good all day.” She sucked in a breath and looked in my direction. “Am I gonna see you if there is a party?” She spoke as if she knew all the plans.

  “You’ll see me tomorrow,” I promised her. She chewed on her bottom lip and I glanced away. Camilla did the same when she was in deep thought and she was the last person I wanted to think about right now.

  “Can we do it again?” She purred.

  “You know I’m an old man right?” I smiled and so did she.

  “You’re only 42, Trevor. You’re not that damn old.” I shrugged my shoulders playfully in response.

  I knew taking Christina’s virginity would be a sticky situation but damn it was fun. I fucked her again up against the wall this time. Her body responded much quicker than the last. Fine tuning Chris was going to be one task I was always up for.

  When Manny first told me that he wanted Chris to be my intern so she could earn some work credits at school, I was cool with it. “Just for the remainder of her senior year, then I’ll get you someone permanent.” He told me.

  “Sure.” I shrugged it off. Chris came in on her first day wearing leggings and a tight t-shirt and I couldn’t help but notice her titties. They hadn’t been that big before, had they? They rounded out and trailed down to a nice small waist and flat stomach and behind her was an ass for a month’s worth of Sunday’s. I thought I was going to have to maneuver my way into her pussy but lo and behold, she threw it at me on the first night.

  I was packing up to leave and she kept staring at me. “What’s up, Chris?” I smiled.

  “Nothing, Mr. White. Just…wondering how old you are.”

  “Call me Trevor, and I’m 41.” I closed my bag up and she was still staring at me. “Anything else?” I questioned.

  “Um…” she played with a lock of her dark hair and moved her eyes up and down my body. “You’re so…attractive. I’m sorry. I can’t stop looking at you,” She laughed. “Your eyes are amazing.” I couldn’t believe my fucking luck. Emmanuel’s daughter wanted to fuck me. She hadn’t said it yet but she was eye-fucking me right there in the office.

  “Well, Chris you’re not too bad to look at yourself.” I sat on the edge of my desk and she walked over to me. She was her mother’s child, bold and always going for what she wanted. Her dark eyes twinkled as she placed her hands on my chest. I pretended to be a morally upstanding man but that shit flew out the window long ago. I sighed and moved her hands slowly. “Chris, what are you doing?” I asked quietly.

  “Nothing…I just wanted to see what’s under that shirt. Muscles. Just like I thought.” She nodded.

  “Yup.” I chuckled. “Look, I think you’re beautiful and so sexy but you’re only 17. So this shit ain’t moving over here. Okay?” She looked so disappointed.

  “I know. I just have been watching you ever since you came here and I think I have a little crush on you. That’s all.”

  “I thought you were with Laurel because you like girls?” Now that shit genuinely confused me about her.

  “I do like girls,” she smiled. “The way I’ve been looking at you though, I’m pretty sure I like both.” I tilted my head to the side curiously. This could work to my advantage.

  “Ah, you’re trying to get me in trouble, Christina.”

  “Not really. I just want you to know that if I’m gonna be in here with you day in and day out I’m gonna be staring at you.” I nodded with a laugh.

  “Okay, you got it.” I paused for effect before walking out. I looked over my shoulder and rushed towards her. I kissed her softly and watched as her eyes widened then lowered. I managed to get her to think I was so overcome with attraction to her that I couldn’t help myself.

  “Oh my God…” She murmured when I pulled away from her. “That was amazing.” She lightly touched her lips and started to blush. “Can we kiss again?” She touched my hair and stared into my eyes. We kissed again and again. My dick was hard in no time and she could feel it. With Christina being so straightforward it was only a matter of time before she wanted to fuck.

  “No,” I said seriously. “You’re only 17.”

  “Well…can I suck it? I’ve never done that before.” Outwardly I smiled softly. Inwardly, I smiled like the damn devil. I instructed her how to suck my dick and after a few tries, she made me cum for the first time. Right beforehand I looked at her.

  “I’m getting ready to cum Christina, do you wanna swallow it?” She nodded with no hesitation and I shot my load all in her little virgin throat.

  “It tastes…good.” She giggled wiping the corners of her mouth.

  “I bet you taste good too.” I looked at her body openly and she tried to hide the huge smile on her face. Chris let me eat her pussy and she told me I’d made her cum harder than any of the girls she’d ever been with. It wasn’t a shock though. She’d been fucking with high school girls and Laurel.

  Ever since then, whenever we could, we messed around and I told her that when she turned 18 I would finally give her the birthday present she’d been dying for. Every damn day she became more anxious too. I’m glad I could finally give it to her like she wanted.

  Chapte r Three

  Xavier

  My first year at New Grace had been wild as hell. Emmanuel purposefully gave me a fine personal assistant Ava, who was like my very own fuck doll. I could take out my frustrations with Camilla on her whenever I wanted and she never complained. She was just happy to be getting some pastoral dick.

  Camilla and I were still crazy in love with each other but we still couldn’t get it right. She’d piss me off and I would go fuck Ava or whoever and I’d piss her off and she ran right to Pastor Daddy.

  It wasn’t easy but I was used to it by now. She still came back to me, professing her love for me along with her anger and I would be lying if I said I hadn’t been doing the same. The woman was addictive.

  Emmanuel and I found peaceful ground finally and we didn’t bump heads nearly as much. Trevor and I had become thick as thieves and we got drinks whenever we were both free. Turns out Camilla’s pops was a smooth ass player and I saw him working his magic on Dana. If my perception is right he might just have little Chris in his bag too.

  I applauded the man wildly. Emmanuel may have thought I wanted to be on his good side but I recognized game when I saw it. I didn’t know what the fuck Trev was doing but I’d much rather be on his good side.

  I was running a lint roller over my clothes for the surprise party when my phone lit up. I had one chick that kept trying to wiggle her way into my dick game but I kept her at bay all the time. Normally, I’m not one to turn down pussy thrown at me but I had to know when to pull back.

  I ignored her texts and got dressed.

  “Your phone is going off…again.” Camilla rolled her eyes and stood in front of me so I could zip her dress up. She looked so damn good. I placed my tongue on the nape of her neck and watched the goose bumps race across her smooth skin. “Xavier, we gotta get ready to go.” She whined.

  “I know but before we do…” I zipped her dress back down and she spun around to look at me. Her eyes were dancing with lust even though she was protesting.

  “No, baby!” She yelped when I pulled her to me. She slapped at my hands and pushed me away but I didn’t go far.

  “Cut this shit out. You’re gonna make it take longer trying to play hard to get.”

  “I’m not playing. Everyone is waiting for me to give the signal. Chris is supposed to text me right before she gets there. Plus Laurel is riding with us!” I ignored her and pulled her against my body. She groaned but put her arms around my neck. I kissed her slender neck and pulled her tight dress back down. Her perfect tits bounced out and I took one of her nipples in my mouth. I’d just fre
ed my dick when my doorbell rang.

  Goddamn, you Laurel!

  Camilla shrugged her dress back on and rushed to answer the door. I stuffed my dick back in my pants and banged my fist on my dresser. I knew if I didn’t get to fuck Camilla tonight that Emmanuel would sense it. Somehow she would end up staying the night with him. I wanted her with me tonight though.

  That’s the shit I hated; never knowing which one of us she would be with. As much as I loved fucking other women, Camilla was always who I wanted no matter what.

  I heard the girls laughing and hugging at the front door and I composed myself so I could say hello. Before I could even get the words out, Laurel nearly knocked me over with hugs. I froze at first but then I laughed and hugged her back.

  I stood back and looked at her, she was different. Her hair was a soft blonde now, and she wore a shade of red lipstick. She’d definitely glammed up. I could still see the innocent little Laurel under it all though. “Oh my god, Laurel! You look so good!” Camilla squealed.

  “You too!” Laurel looked Camilla over about three damn times. I guess Camilla looked different over the past year too. Her wardrobe had stepped up from teenager to sexy ass adult easily. She got blonde highlights in her naturally sandy hair and it made her look like a fucking vixen. Looking at Laurel and Camilla side-by-side made my dick react a little and I can’t say I was mad at it. I rubbed my jaw and smirked.

  “What the hell are you thinking about, Xavier?” Camilla shot a look at me and I just held my hands up innocently. No need to have her getting jealous because I was thinking about a nice little threesome with her and her friend.

  I wanted someone to put me out of my damn misery, standing there listening to those two shriek over new makeup and clothes and shoes. Laurel kept stroking Camilla’s new hair and Camilla kept drooling over Laurel’s blonde coif. Finally, I cut in. “Oh my god. Can we like, totally go to the fucking party?” They both glared at me. One pair of green eyes. One pair of hazel. They got their asses up and got in the car though.