Page 50 of Forgive Me Father For I Have Sinned…7 Times

“Wrath!” Her eyes flew open in panic, and she reached down to circle her fingers around my wrist.

“Yes, love?” I blinked innocently at her and brushed the pad of my thumb against her wet nipples.

“Put it back inside me.”

“But you’ve been naughty,” I grinned.

“I’m sorry.”

“That’s not going to cut it for me, love.”

“Please, Wrath,” she begged with her hand now around my cock, furiously jerking me. “Put it back in my ass. I want both my holes filled by you.”

“That’s better,” I praised and rewarded her with a sweet kiss to her red, swollen lips.

With the vibrator back in her ass, I flipped Miriam onto all fours and lifted her ass high in the air, perfect for the taking. I delivered a sharp slap to her wet, puffy pussy lips before sinking back into the sweet heaven between her legs.

Her pussy felt nothing short of the sweetest form of torture in this angle, and I pounded away as if my life depended on it. When it felt like I was going to come even with the cock ring on, I knew I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. Slipping out of her pussy, I groaned as I rolled the cock ring down and threw it over my shoulder before slamming back inside her for a few more thrusts.

With the cock ring finally gone, I flipped Miriam onto her back, pressed her legs to her chest and thrust my cock deep inside her. Her pussy sucked me in greedily, and all I could focus on were her little moans and mewls, and the pounding of our skin as I fucked her without a single care in the world.

With the way her pussy clenched onto my cock for dear life, sucking it back in each time and putting up a fight when I moved to pull out, I knew I wouldn’t last long. It was virtually impossible with how good she felt wrapped around my cock, demanding my come.

“Wrath,” she moaned my name and tightened her legs around my waist, pulling me closer. The soles of her feet dug into my ass, forcing me deeper inside her, and I could do nothing but oblige. How could I not when her pussy felt so amazing wrapped around me? Like she was made for my cock?

“I know, love,” I whispered into the crook of her neck, my hands groping her boobs as I pressed my chest against her back, joining our bodies in every way as I drove us both over the edge of our climaxes.

Miriam was the first one to come. She moaned out my name as her juices flooded my cock. As much as I wanted to fuck her through it and make her feel even better, her pussy clenched far too tight for me to think straight. My cock jerked furiously inside her, and I panted and groaned against her back as my come spurted deep inside her.

Once I had caught my head, I slipped out of her and groaned loudly at the sight of my come dribbling out of her. I couldn’t resist gathering it with my finger and thrusting it back inside her, making sure her greedy pussy ate up all of my essence. She moaned quietly when I pulled my finger out of her, but she moaned loudly when I pulled the vibrator out of her ass.

Miriam was still panting heavily, her eyes half-closed when I pulled her into my arms to snuggle under the sheets. She peeked at me with tired eyes, and her lips curved into the smallest, most angelic smile I had ever been blessed to see. It moved me so greatly that I couldn’t resist bowing my head to press a kiss to the crown of her head.

“I didn’t take you as the cuddling-after-sex type,” she whispered into my chest, snuggling closer.

“And I didn’t take you to be just as kinky as me,” I chuckled deeply and pressed my face into her hair. It was so soft and smelled faintly of rose and vanilla, gently lulling me into the most peaceful, euphoric sleep.

22

MIRIAM

Iawoke with a jolt.

My body felt stiff and achy, kind of like how I felt after getting off a long-haul flight. A strained groan escaped me when I stretched my arms above my head and then to the side, but they knocked into the wall.

Wherever I was, it was small and dark.

It took some excessive blinking for my eyes to adjust to the dark space, and when I glanced around, everything came rushing back to me.

Reading smut. Getting caught by my mother. Being ordered to Church to confess my sins. And Pastor James.

“Sorry, Pastor James.” I was quick to apologise, but there was no response. “Pastor James?” I called out to him but once again, no response.

I let myself out of the confessional box and glanced around the Church. It was just as empty as before, and I couldn’t spot Pastor James anywhere. I tried calling out to him again and again, but there was still no answer.

With nothing to keep me here, I decided to leave. I had only made it halfway down the aisle when a familiar voice called out to me.

“Leaving so soon, Miriam?”

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