In Love With My Pastor

Episode 19

Continue from the last scene

Our eyes locked to each other, his hand inter-lock with mine, the moment was beautiful, love isn’t all about sex, is making the imperfect to become perfect. “Thanks sam” he said like I whisper, I smiled even thou I didn’t know the reason for the ‘thank u’ my hand was on his curl hair, using my hand to play with it, it didn’t take long before he fell asleep, I smiled, he didn’t sleep much like night being my super hero so he needs to recover. I was amaze to know his even more cuter when he sleeps. The I was admiring him, I got tempted to kiss his soft pink lips again. Since he was already asleep I was just going to steal the kiss from him. I brought my lips down to his and gave him a soft kiss on the lip, he held my lips with his almost immediately I was surprise I thought he was sleeping. His eyes were still close like he was still sleeping but his hands are free from mine, he used his hand to hold my waist. The kiss was wow, hot in fact awesome. I didn’t loose control this time around, my head was still at home even thou the kiss was hot. I pulled away to take a breathe. He smiled and came closer to me again “don’t worry I will try not to lose control too” he said (his eyes beaming with desire) I felt reassured hearing him say that, so I closed my eyes to enjoy what is coming next. We kissed till there was no breathe left in both of us. I looked down and notice he has a erection (who wouldn’t) even I myself was d–n wet. “You are hard, are you gonna be ok” I asked with concern. He smiled and pulled me closer for a hug. “I will be fine because your love will make me. I smiled and hugged him back.

SAM: Since when did you start loving me?
He pulled away from the hug and looked in to my eyes.

PAPA: The first day, I saw you

SAM: Wow! That’s weird because we didn’t even spent time together, you just welcome us and advised us to visit again.

PAPA: That’s a enough time to fall in love my dear. And the day I picked your name from that basket? It was a miracle and a prayer God answered for me.

SAM: How? I don’t understand.

PAPA: The first Sunday you visited our church, my feelings kicked, so I prayed about it, and ask God to show me a sign if it was his will. Then the next Sunday you came again and when names were dropped in that basket I asked God to direct me in picking your name if you are the woman I have been waiting for. And the rest is history.

SAM: Wow, that’s sweet