Page 81 of Priest

“I want to taste you.”

“Baby girl…”

“Can I, Priest?”

He closes his eyes for half a second, then when he opens them, his eyes are heated. “I don’t know if I can last with you doing th?—”

I ignore him, moving back on the mattress as I spread his knees and sink down to cup him in my hand. My tongue licks the tip of his head and he grips the duvet on each side of his body.

I glance up at him. “Like this?” I take the tip into my mouth and suck it. He makes a sound I’ve never heard before. It goes straight to my core. I sink further down his length, hollowing out my cheeks as I suck and I feel his hand reach to the back of my head. I imagine him shoving my head down to suck him deep, but he does nothing of the sort. Instead, he holds it there as I cup his balls. I run my tongue down the underside of his cock, marveling at how long and thick he is, and when my eyes meet his again, his are hooded as he watches me.

“Am I a bad girl?” I whisper, my hand jerking him off just like he showed me.

“You’re so bad,” he grunts as I take him back in my mouth. Gripping his base, I move up and down on his dick, enjoying every second of making him grunt. “Fuck, baby.”

I grip him harder, moving further down his shaft as he hits the back of my throat. I gag, but I don’t let it stop me. I ease up, taking him back down again as he hisses, muttering incoherently.

As I pull out, I look up at him. “I want to taste your cum.”

He grits his teeth, his hand still on the base of my neck. “You sure you want that?”

“Yes.”

“You want me to spurt my cum down your throat, pretty girl?”

My pussy throbs. “Yes, please…”

I lick his tip rapidly, his hand covering mine again as I jerk him off, then close my mouth around his tip and suck him up and down, tighter, harder…

“Bella…”

I look up, his eyes are scorching as they stare at me. His face is the perfect picture of pleasure. It turns me on so bad. I can feel myself exploding with want and heat, needing him to touch me between my legs.

He starts to fuck my mouth, his hips moving in time with my movements, then all of a sudden, I feel his taste change before spurts of cum shoot down my throat and I sputter. The hot liquid paint my lips as I lap him up and he stills, his head thrown back as he empties himself.

When he’s done, his eyes find mine as I swallow him down. It’s not as awful as I thought it would be. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as he stares at me.

“I don’t think you were sent down from heaven,” he tells me.

I smile devilishly. “No?”

He shakes his head. “No, princess. But I like this purgatory that we find ourselves in.”

He yanks me by the hips so I’m straddling him once more. He reaches his hand between my legs and when he finds me soaking, he groans. He rubs my wet center, his fingers brushing my swollen clit. “Does my baby need relief?”

I nod, wrapping my arms around his neck. “Yes.”

He plays with my pussy as I rub against his fingers, dying for him to touch me and make me his. I need release so bad… I need his touch… and when he rubs my clit, I explode and grind up against him, needing so much more. I need his cock inside me, filling me, making me his.

“Rub yourself on my dick.” His words are gravely and when I do as he says, he pulls me closer, his mouth finding my nipple again as my pussy rubs against his hard cock.

He doesn’t stay down for long and when he tugs on my nipple with his teeth, I surrender to all the pleasure he’s inflicting. I want him in every single way.

“Priest!” I cry.

“Come for me, baby girl. Come on my cock.”

I grip his shoulders, unable to help myself as I rock my hips and rub against his length, enjoying every single moan that escapes my lips. I’m crying out as his dick rubs my clit and his mouth tugs my nipple. I scream his name.

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