Page 108 of Rather: The Therapist

“Rather.”

She ignored my pleas. With each stroke of her neck, I accepted my fate. She wasn’t finished. Neither was I.

“Fuck,” I groaned, feeling my softened meat harden again.

Round two.

I pulled her up from her knees by her hair. I stretched her neck until her eyes met mine. Deeply, passionately, I kissed her. Her scent lingered. When I released her lips, she breathed out sharp and short air. I was in a daze. Under her spell. I didn’t want out. Wherever she wanted me, wherever she needed me was exactly where I wanted to be.

“The bedroom.” I nodded toward the stairs before lifting her into my arms.

We didn’t make it to the next step before I plunged into her again.

“Ohhh fuckkkk,” she moaned.

I shoved her dress down her arm, releasing her small, round breasts. The left fit perfectly in my mouth. I swiped my tongue across her hardened nipple. It was begging to be sucked. But, I could hardly help myself. I sunk my teeth into her skin.

“Ahhhh— Mm.”

She curled on my dick as we reached the top of the stairs. I had no idea where I was headed or which room we’d end up in, but I chased the feeling in my gut. With each step, I stroked her pussy long and deep.

When we made it into the second room on the second floor, I was elated to know we’d reached our destination. Her scent lingered on the sheets. Her aura painted the walls. Her belongings confirmed our location.

“Pri– Oooh— Yes.”

I laid her body down on the bed. Without removing my dick from her well, I climbed in with her. Her legs maneuvered with ease. I pushed them forward until they tapped the headboard.

She was such a beautiful sight. Her dress was gathered around her belly. Her nipples were aimed at the ceiling. And, her pussy was pulling me deeper.

Missionary.

Bad fucking idea.

Perfection stared back at me, making it nearly impossible not to let loose.

“Ro– Rose.”

I released her legs and leaned in, using my elbows to hold the weight of my upper body. As if it was the last time I’d visit her garden, I dug into her. Slowly, I penetrated her with my gaze, trying to understand how a human could possibly possess so much beauty. So much charm. So much charisma. So much power.

From below, she rounded her hips. Each time I pulled back, so did she. Each time I pushed forward, so did she. We were making a mess between her legs. Though I couldn’t see it, I could feel it. I could hear it. I could smell it.

So fucking good.

“Where you want it?”

Against my better judgment, I asked.

“Where you want it?”

She cupped both breasts, signaling exactly where she wanted my nut. I nodded, knowing exactly where I’d put it.

A full hour had passed since I’d cleaned my cum from Rather’s breast and eaten her pussy until she gushed in my mouth. Still, I was no closer to leaving than I was when I’d come. Reluctantly, I would but if the choice was completely mine then I’d stay until sunrise.

However it wasn’t in either of our best interest. I knew it and so did Rather. That’s why her head hung as she rested on the side of the bed. That’s why the energy in the room was unbearable.

“Rath–”

“Don’t,” she rushed out. “Don’t say it, Priest. It only makes it real. It’ll feel better if I just pretend like you were never here, so you never had to leave.”

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