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Uncomfortable with her reactions to Miguel, Adele spent the rest of the week avoiding him. Any conversations were held with plenty of people around. In an effort to get her mind right, she went to confession. She was too embarrassed to visit Father Matthew, so she went to a church in the next county.
By the weekend, Adele felt ready to pop. Since fervent prayers hadn’t worked their usual magic, she was at a loss. One more time. Then I’ll quit. No more masturbation. She removed the scowling Savior from the wall and placed Him carefully in her desk drawer.
A few years before, at her sister’s bachelorette party, each guest got a bag of goodies. Adele had stashed the bag under her bed without another thought. But if she remembered correctly, one of the favors had been—
“Got it!” Adele held the vibrator up to the light. “If this doesn’t work…” she shook her head, hoping for the best and trying to forget she was a nun. What was it about that boy that made her want to throw sixteen years of devotion to God out the window?
Two AA batteries later, Adele was stretched out on her bed, panting. One hand grasped the headboard while Miguel’s tongue lapped at her pussy. Having learned her lesson, Adele kept the toy vibrating on a low level even though she craved the stronger sensations. She drew it around her clit, enjoying the attention Miguel was paying to her. She pictured his muscular thighs and his snug boxers and increased the intensity. Oral sex deserves reciprocation. I’ll h
ave to return the favor.
She peeled her hand from the headboard and slid a finger over her tongue. Her mouth accepted his dick eagerly. She loved the taste of him; it was so…earthy, so manly. Her tongue raced over the damp flesh, trying to memorize the bumpy ridges and smooth skin.
The combination proved to be too much for her. She felt the blessed shivers start in her core and radiate outward. She tried to cover her mouth, but some moans escaped into the air. Sated, Adele tossed the toy aside and curled up on top of her sheets.
A knock sounded at the door. Miguel. She shot up, pulling her pajama top down and buttoning it up. “Just a moment.”
She pulled on her pants and robe before opening the door a crack. “Is something wrong?”
He leaned against the door frame. “I heard some noises. For a minute, I thought it was…but you’re a nun, so that’s out. So I figured something was wrong.”
He gazed at her with such concern, Adele was sure she was going straight to hell. “I, um, just had a bad dream. I’m sorry to have woken you.”
“I wasn’t sleeping.” His voice had taken on a deeper, more guttural tone. “I couldn’t sleep.” His hand reached out and hesitantly stroked her cheek.
Something inside Adele broke. She grabbed his shirt and hauled him inside. His arms circled her waist, pulling her toward him. It had been a while since Adele had kissed anyone other than family and friends, but she found her rhythm quickly. She drew back slightly, drawing her tongue along his bottom lip. It used to drive men wild when she was younger, and she was pleased to see it had the same effect on Miguel.
“I shouldn’t be doing this. Especially not with you.” She tilted her head to the side to give him better access to her neck. “This is so wrong.”
Miguel paused briefly. “We can stop if you want.”
She pulled him back. “No.”
Miguel unbuttoned her top, peeling it off of her body. He cradled her breasts in his hands, drawing his thumb across her nipples. “You are so sexy. I thought so the first time I saw you walk.” He took one in his mouth, biting it gently.
Adele groaned. In another minute, her knees would be too weak to support her. “Bed,” she croaked.
She lay on the bed and he loomed over her, exploring her body with his mouth. He ran his fingers over her stomach, coming dangerously close to her cunt. “Be right back.”
She waited anxiously while he tinkered around in the kitchen. He came back a moment later with a glass, which he placed on the table. “The day you brought me water, all I could think about was running ice all over you.” He took a piece from the cup and put words into action.
Adele shivered. The ice was so cold it nearly burned her skin. Neck, breasts, belly, thighs, nothing was spared.
The ice found her clit and she jumped from the shock. His mouth replaced it a moment later. He alternated the ice and his warm tongue until she was shouting and shaking from the orgasm.
He kissed her mouth. She could feel his cock pressing against her pussy, begging for entrance. “You ever done this before?”
“A long time ago.” She glared and poked his shoulder. “Be gentle!”
He chuckled. “Don’t worry. You’re in good hands.”
Miguel kissed her again. Adele deepened the kiss, getting lost in his mouth until she felt a sharp pain. “Stop.”
Miguel stilled immediately. “It’s okay, baby. I’ll get it in and then it’ll be all over.”
She nodded, burying her head in his shoulder. Either Miguel was enormous or her vagina had generated a new hymen. The pain mounted, but he took it slowly, taking the cue from her reactions.
She snuck a look at his face. “You okay?”
