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“That’s not possible.” He answers, his words pushing me away as his hands slide onto my hips, fingers splayed as his thumbs rub up and down over the fabric of my skirt. “This is no life for you.”
“But, it is. I mean, we have each other, this whole place, we have science together. We could make our own lab, you could teach me everything you know. WE could…” I wind my fingers into his hair as he lets out another groan. “Blow shit up.”
He tugs me my hips forward, my back arching. “You are blowing everything up.”
My cheeks heat as he tugs me forward, his knees pushing between mine as he holds me steady.
One hand leave my hip, traversing up my side, this thumb grazing the side of my breast as my nipples sends a zap of arousal down to my already slick entrance, my body preparing for what its been craving since that first day in the bck of the limo.
His thumb and forefinger find my chin, pinching, drawing my jaw lower as he drags my mouth to his, his tongue invading, pushing, spinning. His mouth is warm and welcoming as my muscles go slack and our mouths move together.
“Mine.” He hisses on a quick breath and I whimper at the possessiveness in that word. “You belong to Daddy. I’m going to seal it with another kiss baby. I want to kiss you here.”
His other hand drifts down from my hip, moving under the hem of my skirt hiting my exposed womanhood.
His fingers dip into the slick, warmth and I moan shamelessly.
Mine, mine, mine. I hear his voice in my head as I look into the ark eyes that are pinned on my face. Searching for something and I want to give him everything I am.
“Tell Daddy how good it feels when he plays with you.”
Oh God. My obsession with this dark fantasy takes me to places I didn’t know I could go. I want him in ways that arne’t just…this. Aren’t just sex. But they feed off each other needing each other to make the parts into a whole.
“Daddy.” I manage as his deft fingers dance and tease. “It feels so good.”
“Good girl. It should. I want you to feel good when I touch you. Pleases me.”
His lips are on mine again, harder this time, lips crushing on mine, the scrape of his short beard warming my chin and cheeks as he slips a single finger inside me making my body concave, the pressure already building.
“Uh, uh. Not yet. All that beautiful wetness you drenched my hand with yesterday is going in my mouth today.”
I’ve lost the capacity for speech as I stare gap mouthed as he brings his wet fingers to my lips. “I want this pussy dragging all over my face. You like my kisses don’t you little dove?”
I nod as he drags his fingers in and out between my lips.
“Good. Because I’m going to kiss you down here now. I want you to squirt all over my face. Baptize me with you.”
“God.” I say on a broken whimper as his hands work their way down and for a brief, lucid moment, I ponder the logistics of what he wants to do. “How—”
He presses his arousal coated fingers to my lips. “Do as I say, trust me, remember?”
I don’t so much as agree, but I let him move my body as he wishes, I’m teetering and unbalanced for a moment, then I’m lifted on a gasp, my feet on the bench straddling his hips as he eases my shoulders back against the wall, my center ending up at his mouth, which, by design is what he wanted.
“Seems the confessional was build for sin.” He growls as he flips up my skirt exposing my bare pussy. “Pretty little girl cunt. Coming in here without panties, you knew what would happen. It’s what you wanted, isn’t it? You wanted to drive Daddy crazy, make him kiss you down here.”
I nod like a crazy person as the idea that this man will never cause me shame crashes in around me.
Wow. That vibrator needs to take some lessons from Father Martin’s tongue.
He’s too licks in and I’m already a quivering, squealing mess as his tongue dancing on my little nub making me wince and shake.
“My God, you are heaven.” He groans into my folds as his fingers dig into the still tender flesh of my ass, holding me against his invading mouth. “You’re breaking me little dove. Breaking me.”
A moment of panic fills my chest as the realization once again that a priest is the object of my sexual awakening and is quicky on the way to becoming my obsession.
He licks away those thoughts with the jiggling of his tongue on my clit making me shudder and slap my hands to the walls on either side of my head, holding on for dear life as my chin falls to my chest and my knees start to give way.
How sex was such a mystery to me only a few days ago is baffling. I want this feeling to never end, but I only want it with him. As he words the nub of flesh my mind goes blank, waves of pleasure soak me from eery direction as a fever grows in my center.
