Page 44 of Mass Sins

I knew he understood though, even without me using my words.

I had fallen in love with him too, and while it scared me a little, I was convinced that Joska was the man for me. It all happened so fast, but I had a good feeling about us. It all felt right, and that pull between us only grew stronger the more time we spent together.

And if I was wrong about Joska, I had Dad and Sin, and all her men who would make sure he’d get what he deserved if he truly were to break my heart. I couldn’t imagine how he would be the one to break it though, since he had been the one making it feel so full.

I kissed him again while he moved one hand to my thigh. He lifted it, wrapping it around him as he pressed his hips against me. I felt his cock through his jeans, big and hard.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked in between the kisses. I had to ask, because I wasn’t on the pill, and having sex without protection wasn’t something I wanted to risk.

Joska broke the kiss and looked at me with a nod. “Of course.”

He didn’t question it. Didn’t try to force me into having sex without him wearing a condom. And he also wasn’t whining about not wanting to wear one because it would be too uncomfortable on his cock. Those were all things Shawn used to say to me. He rarely put a condom on, and whenever he did, he kept whining that it didn’t feel half as good.

He convinced me to let him take it off, and he promised me to always pull out when he came. He rarely did, not thinking about the consequences, and I often found myself driving to the pharmacy to get the morning after pill because I was so paranoid.

There was never an accidental pregnancy, but if there were, I was sure Shawn would’ve immediately blamed me.

An intense wave of emotions came over me as I watched Joska get off the bed and open the bedside table. He was treating me right. With respect. And he also managed to be the nicest guy. He was a man. Grown. An adult who knew how to treat people. How to treat women.

But he kind of had to know all that because he was a priest. He needed to be empathetic and kind.

He may was a priest who kept secrets and crossed some lines, but he didn’t hurt anyone in the process.

God…I truly loved that man.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He had already taken off his sweater and jeans, and he now stood there wearing only his boxers, holding a condom in his right hand.

I sat up and pulled my knees to my chest, wrapping my arms around my legs to keep my naked body warm. “Nothing’s wrong,” I assured him with a sniff and soft smile. “I’m just realizing that you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

His worried expression eased as he heard my words. He watched me closely before getting on the bed. He sat on the side, his body turned to me, and his hand resting on my knee. “That’s nice to hear, Bennie. I want you to feel comfortable. I hope you know that too.”

“I do. And…” I took a deep breath and felt my cheeks turn bright red. “I think I’ve fallen in love with you too.”

His chuckled made me nervous. God, why did I say it like that? He probably thought I was unsure.

“You think?”

I shrugged. “I think that I definitely have fallen in love with you.”

That made it worse.

Jesus, you’re so weird!

“I mean, Iknowthat I have definitely fallen in love with you too.”

He chuckled again, and the grin on his face turned into a proud smile. “You have?”

“Yes, and it feels amazing. It’s a big feeling and I don’t know how to deal with it exactly, but it’s a good feeling,” I told him with conviction in my voice.

Joska squeezed my hand before moving closer and making me lie down again. He leaned over me, with his elbow resting next to my head. “I’m glad I can make you feel so good. You make me feel the same.”

His kiss was passionate, and I let myself go again, needing to take the next step with him. While our tongues tangled, he skillfully managed to take off his boxers and put on the condom. He got comfortable between my legs and pressed his length against my pussy, making me feel just how hard he was for me.

I moaned when he rubbed against my clit, and as my kiss turned more eager, he finally reached down to guide his tip to my entrance. Before him, having sex had always mademe nervous. I couldn’t remember a time where it had felt nice, without pain. But I knew with Joska, it would feel different.

He broke the kiss and looked into my eyes as he held still. “You okay?” he asked, his voice low.

“Yes,” I whispered back. “I’m ready.”

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