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“Do it,” I mouth. “Now.”

Chapter 20

Evangelina

I hate this feeling washing over me right now. I’m part scared, part turned on. I don’t know what it is about Benedict that has my body turning to liquid lava in his presence. When he kissed me earlier I wanted to keep kissing him.

I wanted to do a whole lot more than just kiss him.

However, I know I can’t. The man’s a priest.

And right now, in this room, I am more turned on than I’ve ever been. There’s this vibration happening throughout my body, making me come alive with desire.

I remember how Benedict instructed me to dance for him in his office, and I try my best to appear like I know what I’m doing.

I step closer to Benedict, letting my ass fall dangerously close to his groin. He smacks my ass, and my eyes light up. “Excuseme, Father,” I say to him, trying my best to be a little seductive. I don’t know if it’s working or not. Honestly, I feel like a fraud. Everyone’s eyes are on me, but the only set of eyes I care about are Benedict’s.

I can’t believe this is happening.

His blue eyes stay centered on me, and it makes me anxious. In a good way. I’m getting turned on, and I use that to my advantage.

I allow myself to grind against his lap, wishing more than anything he’d put his hands on me. That he’d touch me in some way.

I wonder how uncomfortable he feels right now. I mean, he’s a freaking priest for goodness’ sake. I shouldn’t be enticing a man of the cloth.

However, in this room with the lights set low, and the music thumping through the sound system like it’s keeping my heart in rhythm, he doesn’t look like a man who has given up sex. No, he looks like a man who would toss me over his shoulder and take me to the nearest bed to make passionate love to me.

Or maybe that’s just me overthinking.

I’m sure he’s horrified by the fact his body is becoming turned on. He is a man after all.

I push all of these silly thoughts away and focus on the task at hand. I need the men of this room to trust me, and they can’t do that if I’m not going all in. If I’m not acting the part of arealGreedy Girl.

I drop to the floor, letting my knees lead me toward Benedict’s lap. His eyes never waver from mine, and as he licks his lips, I rest my hands on his knees and push his legs apart.

He groans, and the sound of it vibrates through my bones, ending at my clit.

Wow.

I smile up at him, blinking my long lashes. “What else would you like tonight?” I ask him.

He pets my head, and with a lazy smile, says, “Why don’t you show me what you’ve got.”

I glance around the room, and at this point there’s men having full on sex with some of the women here tonight. There’s also women sucking men’s dicks, and even Lazarus has a woman grinding on his lap.

I can’t believe howPGBenedict and I are being right now.

He catches my attention by placing two fingers under my chin, directing my gaze on him. “Keep your eyes on me. Don’t worry about what anyone else is doing. I’m a priest, and although I can’t fuck you right here in front of everyone, I can definitely make sure you feel good. Now straddle my lap.”

I place a hand on his shoulder, climbing onto his lap. “Like this?” I ask him, my skirt riding up just a bit.

“You’re doing perfect, Lina.” His eyes are on fire as he rakes his gaze over my body. “Just like that.”

As if I can’t help myself, I grind against him, feeling his hardness underneath me. “I’m definitely going to come,” I whisper for only him to hear.

“That’s the point. I want you to get loud, and moan all over me. Understand?”

I nod, my eyes connecting with his as I rock my body against him once more. “I understand.”

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