Page 19 of Dirty Priest

“Face the wall,” I growl. I hear her shuffle around, obeying my demand. When silence falls, I pull the door open and step inside the cramped space. I latch the door behind me and love how tight the space is, we’re already touching without meaning to. Her shoulders rise and fall, her back plastered to my front. I reach out and wrap her hair around my fist, forcing her head back. She gasps when she meets my gaze, the glow of my mask illuminating the tiny space.

“Who are you?” she breathes out.

“Your sins made of flesh,” I grit out. Her mouth parts but no words follow. I use my grip on her hair to force her forward. She braces her hands on the small bench type seat. I run my hand down her back, loving the shiver that rolls through her. I grip the hem of her dress and bunch it around her waist, then run my hands over the globes of her ass. A wanton moan escapes her when I draw my hand back and smack her ass, relishing the sight of her ass turning red.

“Fuck me, please,” she begs. I wrap my index finger around the thin string that runs through her cheeks, slowly pull it free of its hiding spot and push it to the side.

“This is about me. You don’t get to come. Am I clear?” She whimpers but doesn’t respond, forcing me to tug on her hair until she yelps. “Am. I. Clear?”

She darts her tongue out to moisten her lips. “I want to say yes but you all fuck me so good I don’t know if I’ll be able to stop it.” Her defiance should piss me off but it has the opposite effect, knowing she can’t help but fall victim to our savagery has the darkness inside me spreading like a virus, begging me to claim this perfect girl.

I release her and free my cock. I grip my shaft and run it through her slick folds, groaning at how fucking wet she is. “Beg me.”

“Please, I want you to fuck me,” she answers without hesitation. I press inside her, loving how her body accepts me without restriction—I’m not even fully sheathed inside her and she’s trembling. A gasp escapes her when the divider is opened. She snaps her head to the side to see Hudson and Kye both at the divider, wearing their masks and watching her.

“He’s going to fuck you whileIfuck him,” Kye growls. I bite back my smirk, I knew those two wouldn’t be able to stay away. Her pussy flutters around my cock, knowing they are about to fuck turns this dirty little girl on. I draw back as far as I can, then thrust forward. She cries out and Hudson and Kye both grunt next door.

“Holy fuck, this is too much.” She pants as I continue to fuck her, my grip on her waist is bruising.

“You like knowing they are fucking?” I grunt as I slam inside her again.

“Yes. I fucking love it. I want to watch them,” she answers. I swivel us around so I’m sitting on the bench.

“Bounce on my cock while you watch them.” She braces her hands on the wall, then turns her head so she can watch them through the divider then starts bouncing on my dick reverse cowgirl. I reach around and cup her tits through her dress, loving the sound of the strangled moan she releases.

“You like this, Bunny?” Kye growls.

“Yes,” she pants out.

“Fuck, his cock feels so good in my ass, baby,” Hudson groans.

“Oh shit, I need to come,” she cries. I push my mask up, exposing my mouth, and order her to come as I sink my teeth into her shoulder. She screams so loud God himself would haveheard. My grip on her waist turns fucking brutal as I force her up and down on my cock, chasing my own release. Kye and Hudson finish a second before I blow. Shudders roll through me as I try to catch my breath. Fuck, her pussy is clenching my dick so perfectly, milking me of every damn drop.

“You walk out of here and don’t look back, Bunny. We’ll see you next week,” Hudson pants out. I feel her deflate at his dismissal but she needs to leave before us. She sucks in a deep breath and slowly moves. The second I slip free of her, I feel cold without the heat of her wrapped around me.

I’ll lose the collar for her and continue to sin. I have no doubt in my mind that Peyton Jordan will be ours.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

PEYTON

When I pull up to the lake, I spot Van and Hudson’s cars. I park, climb out and smile at the sight of the three of them wrestling in the water. After I left the church, I rushed home to shower and change, there was no way I could come here without cleaning the cum out of me. Fuck, just the thought of what happened has me clenching my thighs. He was rough and used me to get off. He didn’t ask permission, he just took. Add the two next door fucking and I was a puddle of need. Ever since I saw Kye and Hudson fucking, I have wanted to see it again and being allowed to openly watch today was an experience I will never forget.

“Peyton!” I shake my head, chasing those thoughts away as I look at the guys. Kye is running toward me with a broad grin on his face. I sigh knowing what's coming. I raise my arms, which just has him laughing as he scoops me off the ground. I wrap my arms and legs around him as he grips the globes of my ass, sending a shiver through me at the memory of my ass being spanked earlier. I smile down at Kye. “Took you long enough to get here.”

I roll my eyes. “I had to go home and get my bathing suit,” I answer as he reaches the water’s edge. I tighten my hold on himas he walks us toward the others, then gasp and press against him even tighter as the cold water laps at my skin.

“Keep pushing those tits in my face, baby and I may just take a bite.” I stare at Kye and shake my head.

“You wouldn’t dare.” A dark glint enters his eyes and I know without a doubt, Kye would keep true to his word.

“Little sis, where’s my love at?” I turn to Hudson and quirk a brow.

“You want me wrapped around you like a monkey?” I tease.

A devious smirk graces Hudson’s gorgeous face. “Nah, babe, I want you wrapped around me like a condom.”

“Eww, why?” I screech.

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