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He bites out a curse when he sees me, his gaze running the length of me, pupils dilating. Once again, his hips begin to pump at that frantic pace, his grunts reminding me of an animal. “Where are your fucking clothes?”
“The convent is empty,” I say breathily. “I didn’t think anyone would see me.”
“Well I see you.” He licks his lips and grinds his hips slowly, using a hand to gather the sheets closer to his lap. “I see every sacred, little inch of you.”
“But…I can’t see you,” I whisper, shame coloring my face.
Griffin’s jaw pops. “What are you asking to see, angel baby? My cock?”
“I-I don’t know.”
“Have you ever heard that word before?”
“Only in reference to a rooster.”
He chokes a laugh, then crooks his finger at me, beckoning me closer. When my knees bump the edge of the bed, Griffin peels away the sheets from his lap, baring a thick trunk of veiny flesh. It protrudes like a tree root from the juncture of his thighs, the base surrounded by a thatch of black hair.
Seeing this foreign, male part of Griffin excites me in a way I could never have expected. My tongue turns heavy in my mouth and lightning zips from my toes to my fingertips. I bet it’s delicious.
Oh lord, what is happening to me? Moisture slicks my sex and my knees knock together. There’s a tricky tingle in my tummy and I dance around, shifting side to side, trying to make it stop.
“Christ almighty. Have I got a horny, little nun on my hands, Mercy?”
“I don’t know what that means.” My voice sounds thick. I’m tingling everywhere, from my fingertips to my scalp. My palms itch to wrap around that huge, heavy-looking part of him and learn its secrets. Intuition tells me Griffin would like that very much. “W-what were you doing with it?”
Griffin wraps a fist around his stiff male part, massaging it in a way that makes me sob with envy. “The sheets smelled like you,” he rasps, eyes glazed. “I wanted to mix my scent with yours. Needed to.”
I feel the right strap of my slip fall to the side, leaving my shoulder bare, and it’s bad how desirable it makes me feel. All of this is so very bad, but I couldn’t turn and walk away if my life depended on it. I’m magnetized to this bed, this man, that thing between his legs. Why does it call to me like nothing else?
“Are you going to keep going?” I whisper.
“No, Mercy. I’ve got something better in mind.”
I’m not given a mere second to feel disappointment because Griffin’s arm bands around my hips and I’m thrown down on the bed in front of him. My slip gets caught around my hips and I struggle to pull it down, before he spies the naughty thing I did in the shower. My efforts cease, however, when hunger transforms Griffin’s face. Not any ordinary hunger. No, he’s a predator…and his prey appears to be the wet flesh between my thighs.
He pries my legs apart forcefully and stares at what he’s revealed. “How’d that little thing get bare?”
“I did it myself,” I whisper. “Don’t tell on me.”
“You should be the one telling on me, dammit. I’m in here fucking your sheets like a dog in heat.” Eyes still fastened on my core, he growls and pushes my knees wider. “And now I’m going to—”
“What?” I cry, unable to keep from writhing my hips. “What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to give you the licking your drenched pussy is asking for, Mercy.”
“Wait!” Panic collides with heat within me. “Will I still be a virgin?”
“For now.” The private jerks down the bodice of my slip, groaning at the sight of my breasts. “God was cruel to put tits like those on an innocent nun.”
“Why?”
“They all but guarantee you wouldn’t stay innocent for long.” Griffin’s mouth finds mine and breathes there, without kissing me. “Along with your big eyes, cock-ready mouth and tight pussy hole. I’m going to claim them all, you hear?”
Yes, that’s what I want. That’s what I need, despite knowing I shouldn’t. I’ve never been safer or had a greater sense of belonging than I do right now with Griffin looking down on me with dark, covetous eyes.
Of course, this thing between us won’t be forever. His regiment will only be here for the week and then life will continue as usual, just in a new location for me. No matter where he or I go in this world, though, we’ll always have this secret, and I can’t help but be grateful for it. Maybe God will forgive me these few transgressions if I promise never to repeat them.
That resolve is firm within my breast. Until Griffin’s mouth parts over mine and my resolution scatters like feathers in the wind.
