Page 86 of Sacrilege


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When he pulls back, we are both breathing rapidly. My hand has somehow found its way to his cheek and his hand in my hair tightens. “That was not supposed to happen.” It kills me that there’s remorse in his words.

“I’m sorry.” Closing my eyes, I will myself not to cry.

Germaine yanks my hair, and I yelp in shock. “Stop apologizing, little one. You should not speak of what has transpired here. Do you understand?”

Nodding my head, I explore his face with my hand. “Yes.” The intensity of the situation makes me squirm in my seat as he removes his hand from my hair.

“Yes, what, little one?” Germaine touches my cheek, sliding his hand down to my neck, wrapping those strong fingers around it. I ache for him to squeeze. To show me he’s in charge. God, what is wrong with me? I should be on my knees doing all the Hail Mary prayers I can to wash the sinful things away.

“Yes, Father.” I was going to say Germaine, but Father came out. My words die on my lips as his fingers squeeze my neck. Within seconds, he pulls away from me with a groan and shuts the car door. My hand drops to my lap, and mortification settles in my stomach. At least my skin isn’t itching anymore.

We park in the back of the church and Germaine gets out. I’ve already unbuckled myself by the time he comes around and opens the door for me. As I step out, the sweatshirt rides up, and I notice my panties are showing.

“I’m sorry.” I scramble to cover myself, and Germaine laughs.

“What did I say about apologizing?” He slams the door shut and I find myself crowded between him and the car.

The air in my lungs leaves me in a gush and my nipples throb. Why? God, am I supposed to be like this? “Not to apologize.”

“That’s right, and do you know what happens to bad girls who don’t obey?”

Oh! My words come out breathy as I ask, “No, what?”

“They get punished.” His words tickle my ear as he bites my earlobe.

“Yes, please.” My eyes close in humiliation. I did not just say that.

CHAPTER SIX

GERMAINE

Jacqulin is everything I’ve ever wanted in a partner. There’s no doubt in my mind. Yet, she’s so innocent. The kiss she gave me was untrained, inexperienced, and hot as fuck. She even caught me cussing, and now she’s begging for a punishment. Does she even know what a delectable turn on she is?

“Was that your first kiss, little one?” I don’t want to embarrass her, but I want to hear her admit it to me.

Pulling back from her earlobe, I place my hands on her face so she can’t look down. “Yes.” Her breathing is erratic and her hips sway as she moves her legs farther apart so I can fit in between them.

Like the devil that I am, I grind my hard as hell erection against her core and her mouth opens in a slight “O” formation. “That…” she trails off as I hump her. “Please.”

“My sweet little one, you do not know what you are asking for.” Shit, my words are so deep, I barely recognize my voice.

“No!” she cries out as I remove my hands from her face.

A chuckle escapes me as I place a quick kiss on her neck and fully step away so I can’t touch her. “You will meet me tomorrow morning at eight for your punishment.”

I reel in all my sanity before I fuck this young woman on the ground. The whimpered groan that leaves her makes me want to rethink about filling her with my cock right now. Alas, I tamper down my urges and step back.

“For now, I will walk you home. There is no way you are going alone.” Jacqulin’s smile is worth every moment I spend with an ache in my cock.

Sleep eluded me, even after stroking out two orgasms. Can I truly follow through with this punishment today? And just like that, my cock rages for another release. Goddamn, I need to get inside of Jacqulin before I die from blue balls.

Images of her bent over a pew, ass high in the sky, and a slutty skirt hiked up so I can see her creamy skin filters through my mind. My hand works along my cock, and I let the next image come through. Fuck, I couldn’t stop it if I wanted to. My dick covered with her virginal blood and smeared on her lips does me in. My dick spurts cum so far it covers the floor as I jerk my hand roughly, one last time, down my length.

The church bells go off, and I’m reminded that I’m supposed to be doing God’s work right now. Instead, I’m in the office, pacing back and forth, trying not to jack off after I just came. The thing is, I’ve been hard almost nonstop for the last twenty-four hours, and if I jerk my cock off one more time, I’m liable to rip the skin. Yeah, that’s not a good idea.

With a huff, I stuff myself back into my pants and look at the clock, there’s still two hours to go before Jacqulin gets here. At least I have a way of getting some aggression out before she visits me. I walk down the stairs and into the church basement. There are four men tied up, and I feel the evil grin spread on my face.

“Gentlemen, I’m so glad you could join me. It’s last rites for all of you.”

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