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“You’re fucking perfect,” he murmurs.

Lachlan slowly removes my panties first. He takes his time removing them, slowly inching them down my legs. The act is so erotic I can feel that I’m getting wetter by the second.

He goes to unclasp my bra next. Before he does, I feel him putting a line of slow and deliberate kisses along the center of my back before finally undoing the clasp. It falls down with the rest of my clothes.

I’m a needy, wet mess waiting in anticipation for him to pounce on his prey.

“Hands on the altar, baby.”

I arch my back and push my ass out like the needy slut I most definitely am for Lachlan right now.

I can’t help but let out a loud moan as he spreads himself against my back and reaches for my chest. He takes one breast in each hand and rubs them roughly together and apart.

I feel his hard length against my ass, and I need it anywhere inside me.

Pushing my breasts together, rubbing them inward, he presses his thumbs hard against my pebbled nipples. I’m panting now. I could come right now from this alone.

He lowers his mouth to my back and nips my skin gently as he continues to caress my breasts.

“You know what, Goldie?”

He nips my skin some more as I feel his hard erection begin to rock in between my ass cheeks.

“I’m going to love stretching this pussy wide. Showing in front of God who it belongs to.”

I pant heavier.

“Yes, Father Lachlan.”

Holy statues of saints are surrounding us. Jesus Christ is watching me be defiled from behind.

My only prayer right now is that Lachlan knows something I don’t about anyone from the parish walking in. I am putting my full trust in him. If this doesn’t show that, I don’t know what will.

One of his hands leaves my breasts, and I immediately hate the feeling of the cool air touching my skin instead of his rough hand. Slowly, he moves his hand further down my stomach, never leaving contact with my body.

Finally, he reaches his goal, and he starts firmly massaging my sex instead. He easily finds my clit.

“Fuck, Father,” I whimper.

Lachlan groans as he continues the act.

“That’s it. You want to break apart for me, don’t you? Show me who this pussy belongs to,” he whispers into my ear before nipping at it again.

“It belongs to you, Father Lachlan,” I barely get out as a moan.

He dips one finger in and out of me before applying a second finger. The sting of the intrusion is one I have missed. Spreading my lips apart. I love the feel of his weight against my back. His hard cock is firmly in between my ass cheeks now.

He knows exactly what he’s doing as his fingers find the right motion, and I cry out in pleasure. Slowly, he pulls his fingers from me.

I whimper at the loss. Lachlan laughs darkly before turning me around slowly to face him. I can see my wetness on his fingers as a wicked grin spreads across his face. He brings one finger to his mouth, followed by the other, and licks them clean.

“Fuckin’ delicious, like always,” he grins.

I suck in a breath and lick my lips. I have no idea what else is in store for me tonight.

“I can’t wait until I finally devour your cunt. I fucking love the way you taste.”

I am deceased.

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