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“So good. Like honey. I can’t wait to fuck the sweetness out of you my child.”
God, that mouth of his. It’s perfection and how he’s given to me every time and never once pushed himself on me. Never been greedy and I realize now how much I want him.
I want to see him, touch him, taste him the way he’s done with me.
The thoughts must transmit through my pussy because he pauses, looking up as I stare down at this gorgeous man between my legs. “Soon I’ll teach you how to please me baby. You want that don’t you?”
“Uh huh.” I mumble on a nod and a swallow. “I want to see you.”
He smiles, his face glistening with wetness. “I know you do, but all good things my child. All good things.”
He dives back in and I imagine his huge body rocking into me. How much will it hurt I wonder? But that thought is banished as my orgasm builds. His focus on my clit, then lapping at my folds, then clit, hands still on my ass grinding my sex to his face as he releases feral growling sounds, then, his tongue is inside me, fucking, in and out, in and out as my voice turns to that of a injured animal.
Any thoughts that there could be other parishoners waiting their turn doesn’t seem to matter to Father Martin. His priestly focus is between my legs and I praise the Lord for his devotion.
I’m a babbling, whining, twisting, primal beast as my climax takes root. Whizzing up from somewhere down low and wrapping around my center then flinging me out into space. I bang my hands on the wooden walls as I scream, the sounds muffled in the small space as his lips pinch my clit, drawing it out and then holding it there, his tongue sucking and looping around until I come undone.
“Daddy!” I purr and that words seems to give him a moment of pause as my climax crests and my thighs shake in delirious, wonderful torture.
He tilts his head back and forth, my long clit still the focus on his mouth as he sucks it in and out, flicking it until I’m rocking my hips onto his face, sobbing and letting go of the tension that’s burrowed itself deep inside me.
“Oh Fuck yes.” He mouths onto my clit as the gush of my peak flows from my body. I’m too delirious to care if it’s normal to have such a dousing reaction to the pleasure but he seems to be in hog heaven so what else matters?
The dry cleaning bill might matter, and I just hope he has a closet full of his robes and black suits because I’m taking them out like Zelda queen of the squirting orgasms.
“You were born for me.” Father Martin mumbles as he eases me down into his lap, th frong of his robe is soaked and I taste my arousal again as he presses our lips together, sweeping his tongue into my mouth as I shudder and shake and come down,eyes unfocused and I wonder if everyone’s orgasms are this…life changing.
Or, if it’s the element of taboo.
“I’ve never given in to any girl that’s come here before Kitty. You should know. You are special. So very special to me.”
“Daddy.” I whisper as he curls me into his chest. “Your mouth is pretty special too.”
His chest rumbles with a chuckle as his heart thuds against my temple.
CHAPTER 13
Martin
She’s mine and I’m never fucking letting her go.
Church be damned, parents too. I want today to be perfect, then, when I’ve got everything else in place and she’s locked down, I’ll deal with the whole stepbrother part. I don’t give a rat’s ass about Hoover or her mother, but making sure the slate is clean is what matters, but today there are bigger things brewing and once my letter is received and accepted, I’ll deal with the rest of it.
The only thing that matters to me now is keeping Kitty. I don’t give a shit about right and wrong, about good and evil. If I have to sign on the dotted line with the devil himself, I’ll do it if it means she stays.
I’m a fucking idiot. Pushing her away like that.
“What are you thinking about?” she asks softly, her head resting on my chest with the flavor of her orgasm coating my mouth.
“About how good you taste.”
“Come on. Really, no judgement, remember?”
“This place, it’s always been enough for me, but you’re changing all that. I want you to have everything Kitty. Silk sheets and trips around the world and fast cars and whatever your baby heart desires. I want to be the one to give it to you.”
I’ll find out what toothpaste she prefers, what shampoo she uses and the brand of tampons she gets, and I’ll make sure she has them all. I’ll know her time of the month and I’ll give her chocolate and foot massages and heating pads and orgasms to get through it.
Nothing is too much. She will never want for anything, because if she does then I’m not doing my job.
