Page 12 of The Priest

With the hand wrapped around her waist, I hoist Valerie into the air, and our lips meet. My free hand shimmies down her body, stroking at every patch of free skin it can graze before nestling on her ass underneath the skirt. With an effortless hoist, I pull her into the air, and Valerie locks her legs around my waist.

Our tongues connect, dancing freely between one another’s mouths. They battle for supremacy, smashing together as squeals of delight bubble their way up from Valerie’s core.

“I’ve dreamed about this moment every night since the diner,” Valerie whispers between kisses. “Your rough fingers moving over my skin. Our bodies melting together and becoming one.” She pauses, and I feel her naughty grin against my lips. “Your massive cock splitting me in half.”

“You know exactly what to say, don’t you?” I groan in desperation.

Valerie clings to me with one arm as the other descends between our bodies. It hits the waistband of my pants, and two fingers trail the length until they find the string tightening the pants to my waist. She tugs on it delicately, slowly unraveling the knot, while her head snaps to my ear.

“No. I know exactly what I want,” she purrs against my earlobe, “and you’re going to give it to me.”

8

VALERIE

Reed wants me to run away with him. Is it crazy for me to say yes?

Maybe it’s the intoxicating lust filling the air that sways my judgment. Or maybe it’s just the man clutching onto me with such fierce intensity, so eager and desperate for a chance at having me, that muddles my mind and makes me want to succumb to his whim.

A choked noise burbles from the back of Reed’s throat. He snaps to my neck, nibbling and gnawing at the tender flesh with light bites as he ascends to my ear. I snap my head back to expose more of my skin, and Reed wastes no opportunity to let his mouth and tongue do whatever they please.

Reed wastes no time. His tongue finds the groove of my neck as he walks forward and presses me against the wall for support. Strong hands grope my ass and spread my cheeks while the massive slab of meat dangling between his legs finds its place between my thighs. The cotton barrier of his pants doesn’t stop his head from grazing and prodding my hole.

A gasping squeal fights its way out of my mouth, and Reed responds with a satisfied groan. His hot breath tickles my skin, raw and tender from how he ravaged it so freely with his mouth.

“If you’re making those noises and I’ve barely touched you…” Reed thrusts his erection against my desperate pussy again. This time, I moan freely, releasing the pent-up sounds I fought to hide. “Imagine what you’re going to sound like when I destroy your perfect cunt.”

The vulgarity of Reed’s words sends me over the edge. This isn’t the man who preached to me on Sunday but the demon he fought so hard to tame. A lust-fueled monster starving for sin. And as much as I hate to admit it, I want this beast to destroy me.

Reed presses his hips into me, using them to pin me against the wall. While I’m stuck, I feel his burning hot fingertips lower on my ass until it wraps around my soaking wet panties. Feeling my juices coating the fabric, Reed muttersfuckbut doesn’t stop his movement.

His hand slides between my panties and peels the thin material away from my skin. The movement tickles my sex and forces my hips to jerk forward. His throbbing cock glides against my skin, striking my clit, and sheer pleasure washes over my entire body.

“That’s it, baby. Lose yourself,” Reed whispers, thrusting his hips even harder. Again, his cock presses against my clit, and I can’t hold back the eruption of moans that break from my lips.

I tighten my grip around his shoulders, my hands grabbing at handfuls of his hair while Reed continues his thrusting. Each pump inspires another wave of bliss to erupt from my core and pulse through every fiber of my being. The fingers that foundtheir way under my panties glide between my folds, threatening to enter with every motion of Reed’s body.

And then it happens. With one final thrust, Reed’s thick cock squeezes against my clit, while his index finger slides into me. The single digit is enough to fill me up, and the wild sensations are only enhanced as the second forces its way inside.

The vast wave of pleasure from his fingers alone drives me crazy. My mind goes blank, my body becomes desperate, and I can’t control myself. I start bouncing up and down, the slickness of my pussy enough lubrication to make Reed’s fingers thrust in and out of me. He lets me ride his two thick digits until I’m clawing at the edge of orgasmic relief.

That’s when he stops me. Using his hand on my ass to hold me tight, Reed starts gyrating his fingers inside me. He moves slowly to start while loud rumbles burble inside of his chest. It doesn’t take long for him to lose control. The slow rotations become faster, his steady wrist begins to move up and down, and soon enough, he’s pumping his fingers in and out of me with an intensity that builds a warm fire inside my belly.

“Fuck, Reed, that feels so good,” I fight the words out between my gasping moans. A wicked grin stretches over Reed’s face.

“I’m going to make you cum on my fingers before you have a chance at my cock,” Reed says. And though I don’t believe it’s the reason he said it, those words send me over the edge.

I lose control of my body. My grip loosens around Reed’s shoulders, and if he’s not pressing me against the wall, I’ll fall to the floor. His hand continues bobbing up and down, shaking every part of my body with fierce intentions.

Reed’s eyes lock onto my breasts, and his hungry tongue runs along the length of his lips. He can’t stop himself from burying his face into my cleavage, lapping at the tender skin while he finger-fucks me.

A cacophony of wailing moans escapes me while the fire in my belly swells outward. Heat rises to my cheeks while cool liquid trickles down my thighs. My breathing hastens. The knot in my tummy tightens. And in a sudden explosion of absolute euphoria, every nerve in my body awakens in pure delight. The world around me melts away until there’s nothing left. Only him and me.

Reed’s rhythmic pumping comes to a slow decline until he slides his glistening fingers out of me. He holds them up, golden eyes locking onto the digits. And with a devilish smile cracking his lips, he presses them into my mouth. Lost in ecstasy and lust, I lick myself off him, the sweet taste filling my tastebuds and Reed’s pained groan tickling my ears.

“Let me have a taste,” Reed murmurs, pulling his fingers from my mouth. He uses the hand to pin my head against the wall, forcing his tongue into my mouth.

I let my hands run down his body, grabbing his well-toned ass while our mouths have their exchange. He sets me down on the ground again, and even as he steps back to part from our kiss, his hands never break away from my hips.

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