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A burning whisper ran through my body as the priest drew his lower lip between his teeth, nipping it. How was that fair?

I stared up at him, my heart fluttering, knowing I was about to do something very stupid. Slipping my hand down my side and under my dress, I tugged my panties, pushed them down my legs, and stepped out of them. My pulse thumped loudly in my ears, and my face was burning up.

“Checkmate,” I murmured with a lopsided smirk.

Laughing, he closed the distance between us.

“I know I shouldn’t want you the way I do, Kat, but I’m starting to realize you are impossible to ignore.” He cupped the side of my face, his touch on fire, and kissed me, fireworks exploding around us.

I was desperate for more. Moaning, my hands fisted his robe, and I lifted myself up on tippy toes to reach him. The more he kissed me, our tongues battling, the wetter I grew, and the more aggressively he licked and bit me.

He pulled back with a growl in his throat, the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard.

“Are you sure, Kat?” he asked softly, as hunger darkened in his eyes.

There was something captivating about the way he restrained himself.

“Yes, I want this… I need this,” I answered, my back arching at the mere mention of longing for him, my breasts pressing against his chest.

That must have been all Father Mason needed because his lips pressed against mine once more, kissing me like the world stopping spinning and only we existed at that moment. His mouth was on my neck, taking mock bites, his hands trailing down my chest, pausing on my breasts, kneading them.

Moaning, I couldn’t get enough, my exhales coming out in gasps.

When he pinched my hardened nipples, I cried out as softly as I could.

“You’re even more gorgeous when you make that sound.”

Then he got to his knees in front of me, my stomach fluttering with anticipation, with excitement, with nerves. His fingers graze my thighs, just under the fabric of my dress. He curled his hands over it and pushed it up to my waist, exposing me to him.

My breath caught in my throat while he grinned. “Fuck, you’re beautiful.”

Slipping his hand higher between my thighs, he pushed my legs wider, his touch strong and dominant like he’d done this dozens of times and knew his way around a woman’s body. Which was strange for a priest who left that life behind so long ago.

Then he devoured me, his tongue lapping out, slipping between my folds. Shifting to give him easier access while the tree took my weight, I trembled, unable to believe I was allowing a priest to go down on me. The man pressed harder, inhaling deeply, sucking my clit while his fingers teased my entrance.

The forbidden excitement of what we were doing stole my breath.

That inner battle of right and wrong engulfed me.

He pushed the dress higher. I quivered as his long tongue stroked across the length of me. My sensitive clit pulsed from how fast he flicked it, and when he pushed a thick finger into me, my pussy squeezed.

“More,” I moaned.

He sank another finger into me, and my knees wobbled, ready to give up on holding me up. Electric pulses buzzed over me, my insides tightening, my focus where his tongue and fingers were.

“Father Mason,” I murmured.

“Mason,” he breathed against my core. “Be a good girl, and call me Mason.”

Those small tingles suddenly came over me so fast, rocking my body, it drove me wild. The build-up crashed over me, ripping me apart. He slid his fingers out quickly, replacing them with his tongue as I shuddered, coming completely undone in a priest’s mouth.

He was devouring me, filling the hollow inside me with something I’d never experienced—affection and devotion. Rolling my hips back and forth, he groaned with his own pleasure.

Lost to another world, the sensation he brought out of me left me feeling drunk, his mouth doing something to me I knew would change me forever. I quivered against his tongue, warmth consuming me as I fought the urge to cry out at how fucking incredible he felt.

Suddenly, another pulse of orgasm pushed forward so fast, it scared me, leaving me balancing on the sharp edge where I wanted to fall but also hold on for as long as possible.

Then it tore me to shreds from the inside out, so savagely, I released a sob. It promised me a new world, and I wasn’t sure any climax I would ever reach again would come close to comparing. Every nerve ending in my body was alive, sparks rushing over my skin as pleasure filled me violently.

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