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Eve needs me.
She needs me more than she needs to be saved. I’m the only one that can give her what she truly desires, who can stain her soul and corrupt the innocence that surrounds her like a shroud.
Her lashes close, and from this angle I can see every muscle in her throat move as she shallows. “I don’t…I don’t know.”
“No?” The old Eve would have had no problem plunging her own fingers in her pussy and smearing her arousal on my lips. This Eve is shy, hesitant, dripping in virtue for the God she worships. I tighten my grip on her hair and her eyes fly open, panicked. “Has it been that long? Have you touched yourself?”
She shakes her head as much as I allow, and fuck, I can’t stop my fingers from inching up her pale thigh until they brush the side of her cotton panties. Up and down, I trail the thin elastic, making us both more desperate with every stroke. I take my time, savoring her stuttered breaths and the way her fingers curl into the front of my shirt.
“I bet you’re soaking these.” I slip my fingers under the edge, but still don’t move toward her center. “And in His house, no less. Such a naughty girl you are, my little sinner. Show me, Eve. Show me how far you’ve fallen.” Her brows draw together, and a look of confusion passes over her face before I give her panties a tug. “Take these off. Take everything off.”
Reluctantly, I release her hair and let her stand. She holds my gaze, unzipping her dress and draping it over a pew. She kicks off her shoes and socks, her fingers trembling as she reaches behind her to unfasten her bra.
I never considered myself a patient man, but right now, they should be considering me for the sainthood. Forcing my hands behind me, I lean back, watching my little nun shimmy a pair of white panties down her legs.
The light from the candles flicker across her body, and even in the dim light, I can see how fucking perfect she is, how perfect she’s always been. But it’s not good enough. I need more.
“Good girl,” I rasp, kneeling before her and point to the front pew. “Now sit down and spread your legs. Let me see how wet my pussy gets.”
A low moan escapes from her throat and she brings a hand up to cover her mouth. My innocent little angel, it’s too late for you now.
Each step is torturously slow as she walks to the wooden bench and sits. However, she doesn’t open her legs as instructed, but instead, she squeezes them together, trying to preserve what little virtue she has left.
I cluck my tongue and move forward so I’m sitting on my knees inches away from her own. “I said open.”
With a growl I unwrap the rosary from my hand and drape it around her neck. The cross drops between her breasts and my dick twitches. I want to see the large silver bead at the bottom of the rosary dig into her neck as the matching silver cross hits the hollow of her throat as I gag her with my cock.
Fuck, the things she does to me.
Tentatively, she lets her hands fall to the bench and her legs open, showing me the only heaven I’ll ever need.
I grip her thighs and force her legs wider. Her pretty pink cunt is glistening with her arousal, and I can’t wait to taste it.
“Such a filthy girl,” I whisper, my fingers digging into her flesh. I know she’ll have my bruises marking her porcelain skin tomorrow, and my cock throbs, aching for release. “My little sinner.” I press a light kiss against her inner thigh. “Tell me, Eve, now that you’ve brought the Devil to his knees, how would you like him to worship you?”
“Oh, God,” Eve whimpers, her fingers curling around the edge of the bench, gripping the wood so tightly her knuckles lose their color.
“Yes, tell your God what you want. What you need.”
“You. Your mouth.” She takes a deep breath, her green eyes darkening, hazing over with lust. “I want you to worship me with your mouth.”
CHAPTER NINE
DECLAN
I don’t wait another second before I’m on her, pushing myself between her legs and running my tongue from her tight little ass to her clit.
“Fuck. Fuck.” She screams an entire string of curses as her hands tangle in my hair, pressing me tighter against her.
She tastes so good, so sweet, even better than I remembered. I could die right now and be happy. There’s no amount of eternal damnation or suffering that would erase this from my memories.
I’m not gentle as I possess her cunt, plunging my tongue into her, relishing how she clamps against it. I go harder, deeper…licking every last drop of her arousal. Savoring her, wanting to cover myself in her scent, lose myself in her.
Her thighs quake under my palms, and I push her legs open even wider. She’s helpless, forced to take everything I give her.
As I shift, sucking her clit into my mouth and thrusting two fingers into her tight pussy, she cries out. Eve’s hands tighten in my hair, pulling so hard my scalp burns. I love the pain, her pleasure, it’s a heady combination that only makes me more wild, more desperate.
I’m relentless as I drive into her with my fingers, curling them up and rubbing that sensitive spot deep inside her. Her back arches and she continues to cry out for her God, knowing I’m the only one that’s going to answer. My little sinner is so responsive it only urges me to go faster, harder, to punish her for leaving me alone for so many years.
