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“If this is wrong, then I don’t ever want to be right. I know that’s some cheesy line, but it’s the truth. I want to live in sin forthe rest of my days. With you. Now show me your fucking wet pussy.”

Her eyes lock onto mine as she crosses the hardwood flooring of her apartment. She stands right in front of me, staring down at me. “See,” she says, and I cluck my tongue with disapproval.

“Show me, Eva. Bury my face in it.”

Her eyes flicker with a heat I’ve never seen before. “Lie down,” she whispers, and a smile splits my face.

“That’s my naughty girl.” I do as she requested.

She moves her body over me, straddling me. And I’m so fucking here for it. I couldn’t be more turned on if I tried. “Oh, Benedict,” she moans as she moves her pussy closer to my face.

I grab onto her hips, dragging my tongue through her wetness. “Ride me like you did earlier. Come all over me, Eva.”

Chapter 22

Evangelina

His words are so filthy. How can a priest talk this way?

I try not to think about the past or future, or heaven and hell, I focus on the here and now. The way he makes me come alive with just one touch. It’s sinful.

I position myself over his face, and slide down.

I can’t believe I’m doing this, but it feels too good to stop. I don’t want to ever stop, and from the way Benedict swipes his tongue over me, I don’t think he wants me to stop either.

The way he looks at me makes my insides flame red-hot.

He grips onto my hips, pulling me down until I’m grinding my body against his face. I’m almost embarrassed, but the way Benedict groans and uses his tongue on me makes the feeling vanish in an instant.

He pushes and pulls at my hips, grinding me onto his face, and my head falls back, my long hair nearly touching my ass. I’m so turned on. I can’t think about how wrong this is. I can’t think about how I’ll probably end up in Hell for this. Right now the feeling is too good to think about anything but this.

His tongue keeps working me over, his focus on my clit. It makes my body build and build toward that inevitable release. I keep rocking, grinding, riding his face until my whole body feels like it’s going to lift off.

Benedict keeps working me over, and I swear I can’t believe this is truly happening. I’ve never in my life felt anything this amazing before.

It’s mind-numbing, and all my problems drift away as I focus on the way he’s making me feel.

“Good girl,” he whispers before using his fingers on me. He lifts me up, causing me to stand as he repositions us. He lays me flat on my back on the couch. “Spread those long legs for me, Eva.”

I do as he asks as his eyes glaze over. He resumes his position between my legs and laps at my overheated skin. He tosses my legs over his shoulders, and I squeeze my eyes shut.

“Oh Benedict,” I call out, feeling my body gaining speed, moving closer toward my orgasm. My body’s nearly lost control as he eats me out like a man starved. I keep grinding, my body writhing beneath him. “I’m so close,” I moan.

He lifts his head slightly, working his fingers through my slippery folds. “That’s it. Come for me like the little slut you are.”

I don’t know what it is about his dirty mouth, but I love it. I close my eyes once more, my body climbing, climbing…nearly there. “Oh,” I moan long and hard. “Please,” I beg.

“Look at me,” he demands, and my eyes snap open.

Our eyes connect, and I can feel something growing between us. Something monumental, and I know nothing will ever be the same between us ever again.

I don’t know what the future holds, and the thought almost terrifies me, but looking into Benedict’s eyes right now, a sense of calm washes over me.

He continues to work his fingers inside me, scissoring them until they have me bucking insanely. “You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he whispers. “And you taste likemine.”

It’s the second time he’s said this, but I can’t put any real thought into what it means right now. Not when my body’s literally about to combust. He hooks his finger deep inside me, and leans back over to suck on my clit, and that’s all it takes to have me calling out his name in a fit of pure ecstasy.

I keep coming, my body unable to get it together. My nerve endings are buzzing with an electricity it’s never felt before.

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