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When I stroll over to him, his green eyes darken, resembling a dark moss similar to that covering the ground of the woods behind our house. There’s depth in them that makes my heart flutter. I want him to corrupt me as he devours my body inch by inch like it’s a sacrifice. I reach his desk, and the spicy scent of his cologne intoxicates me, warming me like a fire on a cold winter’s night. Only, it’s not cold; it’s hot, boiling, and I feel like taking my clothes off. Not to tease him, but to feel his heated gaze on me.
Father Reid is everything you could want in a man. Handsome, rugged with stubble darkening his chiseled jaw. Sharp features look severe when he’s serious, but it’s when he smiles and those dimples peek through that he’s a temptation for any woman who walks through the doors. His tall, lean, yet muscled frame is hidden in black, and each time I see him, I can’t help but want to know what he looks like out of uniform.
“Sit on my desk,” he grunts—rough and husky. I hop up, feeling the smooth, cool wood below my ass as I scoot beside his notebook, which has a pen engraved with his name. Reid Hale. “Look at me,” he orders, causing my gaze to snap up to his.
“Father Reid—”
“Listen to me, Sage. You’re too young for me. You’re innocent, sweet. I’m a bad man for even thinking about you. What happened yesterday . . .” His words trail off. His eyes drop to my dress, the hem slipping up my thigh as I swing my legs. The way his gaze burns through me tells me everything he’s saying to me is a lie.
“Aren’t priests meant to tell the truth always?” I ask.
“What?”
“Well, you keep denying this”—I gesture between us—“but I can see you want me. I mean, it’s so clear you’re dying to see what’s under my dress right now. Isn’t that right, Father Reid?” I question him, tipping my head to the side to regard him. Nothing can prepare you for desire. For need and want. It happens. Nothing like this is planned.
When I first walked into service six months ago and saw him for the first time, I knew I wanted him. It wasn’t a choice. I couldn’t deny it. I didn’t want to. As wrong and taboo as it is, I need it. Yes, he’ll get fired, they’ll probably burn him at the stake, but he can’t deny it or hide it. He wants me too.
“Sage—” I reach for his face. The scruff is a little longer than yesterday, and it tickles my palm.
“Do you think about kissing me, Father?” Our eyes meet in a blaze of yearning, but he doesn’t answer. “I think about you, about your touch, your fingers inside me,” I continue.
“You need to leave.” He rises from his chair, putting us at almost the same height. His voice lacks conviction, so I leap up from his desk and lean on my tip-toes. My mouth is so close to his, but I plant my lips to his cheek instead.
As soon as we make contact, the connection between us sizzles with the forbidden.
“Sage—”
“Please, Father Reid, I want this. I want you.”
“We can never have a relationship. I can’t be your boyfriend. Don’t you understand that? I’m committed to this life,” he responds. His voice is filled with frustration, so I question him.
“Are you? Committed? Priests leave the seminary all the time. If you wanted me. I mean, really thought I could be someone you could be with. Surely, this could work. I like you, Reid. I do.” His gaze pierces me deep, right to my core. I see it in his eyes. They shimmer with recognition. He does want me.
“You’re temptation.” I nod. He’s right. I am his temptation. Suddenly, his fingers are on me. His grip on my hips is painful as he tugs me closer to him. The hardness of his thick erection is pressed against my belly. “You’re a bad girl, Sage.”
“Would you like me to kneel and beg for forgiveness?” I ask coyly. My lips curling into a sinful grin.
“Yes,” he grunts out, his tone laced with lust. He pushes me down to my knees, then unbuckles his black slacks. “You’re going to repent, my dirty little girl,” he tells me as he palms his cock in the tight briefs. “And when you’re done, you’ll swallow every drop of my unholy seed.”
Reid
I’m losing control.
She’s the fruit of temptation.
I’m weak, just like Adam was, and I know as soon as I sink into her mouth, I’m going to hell. A one-way ticket, and there’s nothing that can save me. Her tongue swirls around the tip of my cock, causing a groan to fall from my mouth.
