Page 28 of Step-Sinner


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He said he’d always keep me safe. He promised.

“I’m here, Kitty. I’m here. It’s me.”

I fling my arms around his neck, sobbing into his shoulder as he pulls me up against him, my legs wrapping around his middle. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done it. You told me not to go near the water and I—”

“Shhh, little dove.” He’s stroking my hair, carrying me away, pulling wet strands out of my eyes for me. “You’re okay.” He sounds concerned but not panicked and it’s soothing but I wonder if he doesn’t care as much as I thought he would.

I mean, I practically died.

“Daddy,” I murmur, clinging tight to him, barely aware of what I’m even saying. “I love you, Daddy. You keep me safe.”

“Daddy’s here, baby. Daddy’s here.”

He doesn’t stop where I left my socks. I watch them as we go by, his strong strides carrying me up the beach, away from the danger, away from the fear. There’s a big building, weathered and gray, with a ramp leading down from the front. The afternoon sun catches scraps of peeling blue paint on wooden slats, and Martin carries me up some steps, taking us inside into the cool interior.

“What is this place?” I ask as I cling to him.

“A boathouse. Hasn’t been used in years, not since the tide receded and you can’t launch boats from it anymore.”

“Why are we here?”

He doesn’t answer. Instead, he carries me over creaking floorboards to a door at the back, leading into an office. And he lays me down over a desk.

I fling my arms wide, gazing up at him. “You saved my life.”

Father Martin’s gaze lingers over every inch of me, making me feel like I’m naked in front of him. He knows all my sins, he knows all my bad thoughts. He sees everything and he doesn’t care.

“It was like a foot of water, Kitty,” he says. “You weren’t in any danger.”

“I thought I was going to die.”

“I’ll never let that happen. Never. You hear me?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He growls, and I flinch as he leans forward, his hands going to my tits. No mistaking it this time, this is a grope, a feel. No accident in the airport, just his hands on my breasts, kneading them, making the nipples harden into twin points beneath his touch.

“Are you wet?” he asks, and for a second my ridiculous brain doesn’t put two and two together. For a second I think,Yeah, I just went in the water.

And then it hits me.

“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” I ask, licking the salty flavor from my lips.

Another growl. Another heated look that burns into my soul before his hand dips between my legs and I make some sort of chirping, moaning sound, back arching as his fingers graze my mound.

“Oh, God…”

“No,” he says. “Not God. Just us, Kitty. You and me. You’re soaked for me, aren’t you? You want me to take this virgin cunt, fill it with my thick cock and breed you. You’d like that, wouldn’t you? You’d like to be round with our baby?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“I shouldn’t want you the way I want you, Kitty. This is wrong. You’re a naughty girl for tempting me like this. You are my student, my—”

He stalls on a moment of pause but I nod, wanting it, wanting him to tell me how bad I am. “Yes.”

Everything is right with the world. This is what I want. It’s like I went into the water and came out to a different universe, one where we’re together. One where he looks at me the way I want him to and doesn’t pull away, doesn’t punish himself for what he wants.

But it wasn’t meant to last.

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