Page 69 of Sin With Me

“Well, I know you had it with yourself at the retreat.”

She gasped. “You saw me that night?”

“Watching me masturbate? Yeah, Idid.”

“Oh, my God. This is so embarrassing.” She covered her face with her hands and I pulled them away, up toward my mouth, kissing them, watching her with interest.

“Did you touch yourself when I came? I saw your hand down your panties. Did it feel good?” I lowered my hand to her thigh to feel her smoothskin.

Her cheeks flushed red and I knew the answer before she spoke it because her eyes swam with lust. Her mouth opened by a fraction for the next quick inhalation. Up until then I hadn’t realized that I knew her body sowell.

“Yes,” she breathed out, her heart rate pickingup.

“Like this?” I reached between her legs and cupped her sex, slowly pulling my fingers upward, one finger in each valley of her folds, until I reached her most sensitive nerves. Her legs quaked as I touched her there. She leaned forward and rested her head on my shoulder, her hands holding onto my arms. As she rolled her hips, joining my finger’s momentum, I breathed in her scent, concentrating on the beautiful moans coming out of her mouth. Her breathing was uneven, and I knew that she’d come in my hand within minutes.

And then I felt her hand slide down my arm and reach between us. She grasped me, securing her fingers around my dick. I nearly spilled right there, but I held on, now even more determined to please her again. She slid her hand over me, up and down, pulling my skin along, her fondling more aggressive with each stroke. I squeezed my ass and the pressure in my lower spine built. We held onto each other as I brought her undone once more and let go of my own desire, spewing my seed upward, this time over her bare belly and exposed breasts.

She wouldn’t stop shaking, her orgasm taking much longer than mine to settle. I didn’t pull away until she calmed. I wouldn’t let her go until the last ounce of pleasure had left her body. When she finally settled in my arms, I waited a few moments and then rinsed the cloth and washed her skin again.

“Do you think we’re going to hell?” she asked.

“Well, heaven’s doors are definitely closed for us at the moment.” Though I couldn’t stop hoping that it was temporary. “Kate, this evening… I want you to know that I have absolutely no regrets. Tonight was… perfect.”

“It was everything I wanted.” She smiled.

I gently covered her breasts, tucking them back into her bra cups, and picked her panties up off the floor. I pulled up my pants and tucked the delicate fabric in my pocket. She blushed again, then cleared her throat, and proceeded to button up her dress. “It’s a good thing that Father John is a sound sleeper.”

“We were pretty quiet. For the most part. But once he goes to sleep, he rarely gets up again. Kate, you know that this can’t happen again.”

“I know. But I’m not sorry.”

I sighed. She would be sorry in the morning. She just didn’t know ityet.

“Neither am I. But you should be. I ruinedyou.”

She shook her head as if arguing with me, chuckling a little along the way. “I was ruined long before I metyou.”

“I didn’t mean to test your faith. I didn’t mean for you to go against your beliefs. I didn’t mean for you to sin withme.”

“Yes, you did.” She looked up. It took all my strength not to crush my lips to hers again. “Cam, there is something you should know about me. The decisions I’ve made in my life, I regret a lot of them. But not this one. This was right. It felt right.”

She was still high on the two orgasms, and I wondered whether a third one was required to bring her back to reality. I doubted it would.

I pulled my shirt over my head, took her hand, and she hopped off the table. Kate reached to the counter and switched on the kettle before fastening the buttons on her dress.

“Which decisions have you regretted?” I asked.

“I mean, my life wasn’t exactly pink rainbows and hearts before coming to Pace. I hadn’t planned on being here so long either.”

“What happened?”

“I told you that my mother’s ill, and I don’t know how to help her any more. She has the best care possible, but keeps asking for this Jack. What if I never findhim?”

“You meanJohn.”

“I don’t think she means John, though. But if I don’t find Jack soon, I’m going to have to leave Pace and see if there’s anything else I can do forher.”

Her leaving me wasn’t part of the deal. It wasn’t part of the equation. Kate poured two cups of tea. She stirred in the honey, slowly, as if reminiscing over a memory.

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