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“Down where, little one?”
Sucking in a deep breath, I point at my womanhood. Germaine shakes his head. “Use those big girl words for me. Tell me where you are aching.”
“Between my thighs.” I cover my face, mortified that I’ve admitted to this gorgeous priest I’m… what? Is this what it means to be turned on?
“Call it what it is, it’s your vagina, sweet girl.” He rubs a finger over my panties, and my hips leave the bed. Oh, that feels so good. “But when I’m fucking it, it’s my pussy.” That dirty mouth of his is doing things to me.
Staring at him, I try my hardest not to look away. “You are so wet. There’s a big wet spot here. This sweet, hot as fuck pussy knows what belongs in it. Knows who it belongs to. Doesn't it?”
My head is nodding before I can verbally answer. Germaine has me worked up into such a tizzy. “Yes. Yes. Yes.” The word is on repeat because I’m not sure I could form another proper word if I tried.
Germaine chuckles and yanks on my sodden panties, and they rip in two. “Are… are you going to make the ache go away?” I sure hope so. It’s so painful.
His finger touches my wetness, and I scream for him. It’s not painful. No. Oh no, it’s joyous. Little zings of pleasure run through me, and my legs shake in anticipation.
“Oh, sweet one, I’m going to make you crave me so much, the ache will never go away.”
The growly tone of his voice makes my body hum. My nipples are protesting against my satin bra, and I wish he would rip off all my clothes. “Please, Germaine.”
As the words leave my mouth, he backs away. I cry out in dismay as he does, and he smirks. He takes the tattered pieces of my panties and brings them to his nose. “Did I not tell you there would be a punishment today?”
Without touching me again, he gets up and heads toward the bathroom. When Germaine reaches the door, he turns back to me. “I expect to see you on this bed when I get out. If you aren’t, there will be a severe spanking in your future.”
The door closes to the bathroom, leaving me there wondering what in the world just happened. I’m so wet down there, I can feel it running down my thighs. Why did he leave me like this? Breathing harshly, I try to not think about how much I need him to come back and finish what he started.
Closing my legs doesn’t work. Flipping to my stomach only makes the ache worse. Even my thoughts do nothing to stop the growing wonder of what it is like to have him touch me. By the time the water stops and he steps into the bedroom with a towel around his hips, I’m a mess. Tears run down my face and my thighs are sticky wet with my need for him.
Germaine takes one look at me, and he prowls to the bed. “Look at you. A total mess for me.” If he keeps talking, I know I will end up embarrassing myself. This big ball inside of me, building and there is no way I can contain it. “Hands above your head, Jacqulin.”
My back arches as he purrs my name. “Oh, please. I…” What am I asking for? Placing my hands above my head is easy. It isn’t what I want to do, though. No. I want to touch him. Touch myself and find relief. God, it’s all so confusing.
“Spread your legs and lift your hips.” Yes. Please. Something. Anything. That’s what I wish I could say, but the words are stuck in my throat as we stare at each other.
“Goddamn, you’re soaked and leaking down your thighs. Look at the shine of your wetness.” He cussed again. Germaine’s going to do a lot of praying the Act of Contrition prayer after today.
He brings his hand down hard on my pussy, and I scream. My eyes see a bold white light and that huge ball inside of me that was growing suddenly bursts. The inside of my vagina throbs terribly, but it’s Germaine I see through it all. He looks like a dark angel standing over me with a satisfied grin as he brings his hand down on me again. Throbbing and bursting, it’s on repeat as he continues to smack my body.
CHAPTER EIGHT
GERMAINE
My little one is a squirter and doesn’t know it. Her beautiful pussy sprayed me three times before it finally relented. It was wrong of me to do this to her, but there was no stopping. I should try to interrogate her about the family business. Instead, I’m watching her sleep soundly on my bed, exhausted. One extreme orgasm is enough to put her out like a light. I want to delve into her pussy with my tongue, fingers, and cock. That cannot happen. Not now, at least.
Once I’m dressed, the full situation comes back to me. Jacqulin could easily turn me in for what she saw. I had blood on me, and she believes I’m a priest. I’ve touched her in a carnal way that could get me fired from my actual job. Fuck me.
As I pace, my phone goes off and I grab it before it wakes her.
E: Luciano is on a warpath, he can’t find Jacqulin.
Me: She’s with me.
E: Her fiancé is here and wants to take her on a spa trip.
Me: She’s asleep.
E: Please tell me you did nothing stupid.
Me: When do I ever follow the rules?
