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Her throat bobs as she raises a brow questioningly. “Dante?” It’s meant as a question, but fuck me, it sounds perfect coming from those sweet, cherry-red lips.
“Yes.” I grab her hips and force her to wrap her legs tighter around me, lifting her toward the wall. I’ve found a new addiction. Madison fucking Danes. Even though I’m not sure, that’s her real name. She gasps as her back slams into the wall. “I want to hear you call my name.”
“But, this isn’t?—”
I press my lips to hers and thrust my tongue into her mouth, kissing her with all the pent-up desire of four fucking years. For four years, I’ve been celibate. All it took was this beauty walking into the confessional to unravel everything. Plenty of young, beautiful girls live in this town, but none have ever made me think about forsaking my vows.
She moans as I grind my hard length into her, desperate to rid us of our clothes, and pop her cherry right here in the back of the church.
“Fuck, you’re so damn perfect.”
Madison’s eyes are dilated as she looks into mine. “What if someone catches us?”
I groan at how deliciously innocent she is. “Don’t worry, little doe. I won’t fuck you right now.”
“You won’t?” she asks, sounding disappointed. “Oh.”
“Did you want me to?” I breathe.
She shrugs. “I don’t know. I know I’ve never been this turned on.” She clutches onto my hard muscles, groaning. “You’re not what a priest should be.”
“And I’m going to do something a priest shouldn’t do,” I murmur, inching the skirt of her knee-length dress up to her hips and placing her on the desk.
“What are you?—”
I tear her panties off, groaning when I see her pussy soaking wet and nestled between her thighs. “I’m going to have a taste. Is that alright?”
She shudders. “Yes.” She bites her lip and holds my gaze. “Dante.”
I groan, eyes flickering shut as with her here like this, my past comes rushing back. Before I was a priest, sex was a huge part of my life. Until I changed my ways and left that life. Somehow, this beauty has obliterated every carefully laid plan I’ve made since.
Even as I try to reason with myself, I slide my tongue between her lips and taste. She’s sweeter than fucking honey. “Fuck, baby girl,” I breathe, planting soft kisses on her inner thighs. “You taste like sin.”
“Dante,” she breathes, clawing her fingers through my hair.
I suck her clit into my mouth, making her gush.
Her hips buck off the desk as she searches for more. “Be a good girl and stay still for me,” I demand, watching her from between her thighs.
She sucks on her bottom lip in the most arousing way, her nose crinkling in pleasure as I work my tongue in and out of her virgin pussy. My body is so on edge as I feel my cock straining against my pants as if it wants to tear a hole in them.
I’ve never been so aroused, but perhaps it’s the forbidden edge to what we’re doing. The congregation hadn’t even left when I brought my little doe back here. Anyone could walk in searching for me, and everything I’ve built would be torn down, yet I don’t care.
I slide a finger into her virgin cunt, groaning as I feel her muscles clamp around me. She’s close as I lick and suck her, teasing her clit. My other hand remains tight around her hip.
She throws her head back, groaning out my name in a way that turns me on like nothing can.
I feel the tension in her body rising as she nears climax, and I can tell she wants to come for me.
She moans and shudders, clinging to the desk’s edges as she comes. Madison shakes so hard I can barely hold her in place.
Finally, she collapses against me, and I know it’s time for us to separate before we go too far—before I do something that could ruin us both.
She tries to reach for me, but I stand quickly, my breathing ragged. “You need to go now,” I say firmly. I’ve fucking lost the plot and need to take a minute to think. A moment to pause. I could lose everything so fucking quick. If the people from my past catch up to me, I can kiss my sweet little doe goodbye.
She doesn’t say a word, jumping off the desk and rushing toward the door without looking back at me. As soon as she leaves, I slump into my desk chair with a heavy sigh. Chaos always follows me in the end. I had hoped that I’d finally broken the dark cycle after four years of being free from it. It’s harder than I thought for a leopard to change its spots.
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