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I cannot keep away from her.
Grabbing my chin in his hand, he turned my face to his and captured my lips, fucking my mouth with his tongue as his hips slowed to a gentle rocking rhythm.
Trembling, I sagged against his chest, nuzzling his nose with mine, and pressing lazy pecks to his lips.
"Cual es mi penitencia, padre?" he asked the priest gruffly, but kept his eyes locked on mine. "¿Crees que puedo ser salvo?"
What is my penance, father?
Do you think I can be saved?
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Thoroughly fucked and deliciously sated, I lazed in the backseat of the Bentley, with my head on Trigger's lap, and his perfectly rolled joint pursed between my lips.
Even though he had his Ray Bans on, I could tell he was watching me.
High or not, I could feel his stare right down to my bones and itthrilledme.
Waiting until my lungs were full of smoke, Trigger slowly withdrew the joint from my lips before pressing it between his.
"I fucking love fucking," I breathed, blowing a cloud of smoke into his face. High off of weed and drunk off the hard fuck he'd given me in the church confession box, I laughed to myself. "You hate-fuck me so good, Trig."
Leaning in close to my face, he exhaled the smoke from his lungs into mine and grinned. "Bad lamb."
Baring my teeth, I playfully snapped my teeth. "Bad wolf."
"Aye, aye, aye," Patrice grumbled from the driver's seat. "All of the animals fucking…makes formuchoconfusing."
"Confusion," I corrected before reaching up to capture hisjefe'slips.
Our drug-fueled kiss was all tongue and teeth and I fucking loved it almost as much as I hated him.
Reveling in the flavors on his tongue, I moaned into his mouth, wanting nothing more than to have him inside of me again.
Uncaring of Patrice's presence, uncaring of anything at all, I twisted onto my stomach and crawled onto his lap.
"Want me again," I breathed against his lips, as my hands moved for the buckle of his belt. "Keep me, own me, and make me your queen."
"I already own you," came his hungered replied as he reached between us and pushed his pants down his hips and freed his hard cock. "Now, please your king,mi reina."
Too aroused to think clearly, I pushed my panties aside and sank down on his thick crown. My clit was swollen, my pussy was sore from being overfucked, but it didn’t stop me from taking Trigger back into my body.
In this moment, and with my current state of mind, I wanted to ride his dick until my lungs burst and my heart stopped beating.
"Wantmeagain," he demanded huskily, repeating my earlier pleas. Hooking one strong arm around my waist, he fucked me harder than ever, hips thrusting in a relentless upwards rhythm, until my head was hammering against the roof of the car. "Loveme again."
"I love this dick!" I cried out, planting my palms on the roof to brace myself against his manic fucking. "Oh fuck, Trig, I love this dick."
A guttural snarl of approval ripped from his chest.
"Feel me break you in," he growled, bouncing my hips up and down on his lap. "Get acquainted with my cock,corderito, because it is the only one you will take into your body."
"Good," I half-hissed, half-screamed, as my need and desperation for this cruel man threatened to consume me. "Fuck, Trig, don’t ever stop –"
A scream ripped from my throat just as the car door swung open and the orgasm I had been chasing rocketed through my body.
Jerking and twitching violently, I rode the wave of bliss, all while my clouded brain tried to make sense of what was happening.
