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“Tell me, Kat, were you this wet in the hallway that night when you were playing with yourself?”

My heart froze as fire engulfed me at his words. The world had to open up and swallow me, yet he kept fingering me, his thumb rubbing my clit to a point where I was about to burst. Everything between my thighs was sensitive, his touch leaving me shivering for more.

“Answer me,” he asked, his words holding harshness behind them as if he got more enjoyment out of torturing me.

I blinked at him, my mouth opening, but a small cry came out.

“Sounds like someone has a confession to make.” He grinned, enjoying himself. “Come for me all over my hand.”

“I-I…” Failing miserably, I knew it was too late to fight it.

The racing thump in my chest shook me to my core. When he pumped into me faster, his thump applying more pressure to my clit, I stood no chance. My body listened to the priest fingering me as the explosion shuddered through me and tore me apart.

“That’s a good girl.”

I cried out, my back against the bookshelves as stars twinkling behind my eyes. Electricity was taut across my lower stomach as I came harder than I’d ever come before. My hips thrust against his hand, and part of me wished I was riding the Father’s cock.

God, forgive me. What was wrong with me?

Elated, I finally came crashing down to reality and slumped with the hottest cheeks.

Logan pulled out his fingers and fixed my panties back in place.

“Good little Kitty Kat.” He started to lick his fingers, then strolled out of the room.

He’d called me that in the shower… He had jerked off thinking about me!

Asshole, making it sound like he was the innocent one in this.

The desire to hide from the world overwhelmed me. What I’d allowed that priest, Logan, to do to me was earth-shattering yet so wrong. It was a moment of self-indulgence I should have stopped.

Worse, I’d enjoyed it—every second, every breath—and I craved more.

The thought of his heated gaze on me that other night, watching me lost in desire in the hallway, etched itself on my brain. Heat crept over my nape just thinking about it.

Damn it all... how was I supposed to ever look him in the eyes again? How could I face him without my face turning red? Everyone would see it, their suspicious gazes guessing there was something between us.

CHAPTERNINE

KAT

I’m going straight to hell!

I let a priest finger me in a library that was once a cathedral!!

And the worst part, Em, is that I didn’t tell him to stop. I wanted more.

Don’t judge me, because trust me, I’m doing it enough for both of us, yet I can’t stop heating up each time I remember it. One of the girls told me she had an affair with her teacher and that older men were incredible lovers. I suspect she’s onto something because just thinking of being taken by Father Logan is destroying me with how hot it makes me.

God, I need to stop torturing myself.

I stared at my notebook, my thoughts already drifting off to Father Logan, but with it, a new emotion crept into my mind overnight. With the way he’d watched me, the incident in the library...

Resolved to confront him as he’d done to me, I tucked the notebook under the mattress. Already showered and dressed, I walked out of my room.

As the other girls headed to the shower as the sun had just risen, I headed in the opposite direction, keeping my head low to avoid them asking me where I was going. I ventured down the quiet, dimly lit corridors. I needed answers, and I was determined to get them.

I spent what felt like forever winding through the labyrinthine halls, but Logan was nowhere to be found. So, when I reached the Fathers’ private section, I didn’t stop from entering that part of the institute.

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