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“Wait, so what are people saying about me and Father Mason?”
“That you two disappeared into the woods on a field class,” Father Bridge finished, a small smirk tugging at the corners of his mouth.
“What?! That’s not... I thought...” I spluttered, thinking back to my time with him in the woods. God, had someone seen him going down on me?
Father Bridge’s laughter broke through my dazed mind. His amusement did nothing to lighten the dread that clouded my head.
“But I...” The denial caught in my throat, the truth of the matter too embarrassing to voice. This was a mess, a twisted, tangled mess, and for the life of me, I didn’t know how to unravel it.
A sudden wave of laughter overcame me, the absurdity of the situation hitting me all at once that I kept catching myself in compromising situations with each of the Fathers. Of course, they would know about it since they most likely spoke about me behind doors.
His words echoed in my mind, giving me a glimmer of hope amid the chaos. Perhaps he was right. Perhaps all I needed to do was weather the storm until it passed. But as I sat there, his hand warm against mine, I couldn’t help but wonder what new gossip tomorrow would bring.
Holding my composure, I painted on a brave expression.
“They’re just rumors, Father Bridge, nothing more. People get jealous and say things.” My words were steady, but inside, my nerves were about to snap. “Goodnight.”
Without waiting for his reply, I quickened my steps, the echo of my footfalls seeming too loud in the silence of the library. Every breath I drew was hasty, every beat of my heart reverberated in my ears.
As I weaved through the row of tables and towering bookshelves, I sensed rather than heard him following me. Before I could react, his strong hands wrapped around my waist, his hot breath stirring the fine hairs at the nape of my neck.
“We both know the truth, don’t we, Kat?” His voice was a soft murmur against my ear.
I attempted to laugh it off, the sound coming out sharply in the hushed library, but it rang hollow to my ears. My body tingled under the warmth of his body pressed against my back, leaving me dizzy and breathless. But deep inside, a little voice whispered maybe it wasn’t just embarrassment consuming me. Maybe it was the exhilaration that Father Bridge wasn’t as oblivious to what was going on between us as I’d hoped he’d be.
“I-I don’t know what you mean,” I lied terribly, but the idea of admitting how turned on he made me each time he so much as looked at me left me blushing.
“You want to know what I want?” he whispered, then gently pushed my blond hair over my shoulder, exposing my neck to him.
“The truth?” I gasped.
“I already have that,” he admitted.
The soft brush of his lips across my ear left me trembling with a burning ache deep in the pit of my stomach. Everything in my mind screamed for me to pull away because I knew where this was going. I’d brought out the monster in him when I sucked his cock, and now he was back to claim what my mistake had promised him.
I didn’t run away or push him. His words bounced around in my head, and my thighs squeezed together from how wet I was becoming. Instead, I forced myself to hold it together and not show him how much I hurt for him, how my pulse quickened as his fingers traced up my arms.
“Then what is it?” I managed, my pulse sprinting as I remembered how incredible his cock had felt in my mouth, how I made him lose control, taking him so deep, it brought tears to my eyes. I clenched my legs more as a surge of adrenaline hit me.
“I want to see you finally give in to what you crave… to me. To us.”
My heart hammered in my throat, a gush of slick drenching my panties. Had I heard right?
“Wait. You were angry at me for what I did to you, but now you… you like me? You barely know me.” Anticipation gripped me as I waited for his response. His lips dragged down the side of my neck, rendering me completely useless.
“I know enough to know what kind of person you are. I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind, and you’re exactly what I want.” He ground his cock against my ass. “Are you going to fight me, Kat?”
He kissed my neck, his fingers tugging the round neck of my shirt down over my shoulder, followed by the soft cushion of his lips. Goosebumps covered my skin as his skilful hands slid under my shirt, riding it up my stomach.
My breaths grew heavy and fast, my mind screaming for me to leave, but I stood no chance of doing that. Every inch of me craved Father Bridge, his touch completely seductive. My attention focused on his hands skating over my skin.
“Answer me,” he commanded in my ear, lifting my top to expose my breasts.
I struggled to draw in air as he stared down to my hard and pointy nipples. In slow motion, he slid a finger under my breasts, teasing me to hell and back. He never grabbed them, no matter how desperately I needed him to.
“I… I’m not going to fight you.” I couldn’t believe myself, especially when he tugged my shirt up and over my head, then tossed it aside.
“I knew you’d be a good girl. You’ve got me so hard, I’m struggling to control myself around you.”
