Page 77 of Sin With Me

“Bless me, Father, for I have sinned. It has been two hours since my last confession.”

Waiting to hear these words each time she stepped into the confessional was like testing a man’s patience in the last seconds of an orgasm. Her smell infiltrated the space as soon as she entered, and my blood flow took its usual path south, down to my groin. I lowered my head in defeat. The next three to four minutes would be torturous.

“These are mysins…”

My attempts to block out her captivating voice failed, just like they had each time she spoke. Listening to her sins wan’t fair to her or her faith, but a man like me had no choice. A man like me was forced to sacrifice his own needs. I wouldn’t betray her trust. I would keep her sins inside of me, as my own, and hope that one day I’d be forgiven for doing so. As I sat in the dark confessional, the nagging pain in my chest didn’t matter, and neither did the nuisance of a hard dick. Maybe if I stashed my desires for this woman deeper… Would that help? I doubtedit.

“I had lustful thoughts about someone I shouldn’t, Father.” The words hit my ears like a two-ton wrecking ball, drawing my attention back to the woman on the other side of the latticed opening. Alarm bells went off in my head and I couldn’t shut her confession out any longer.

Damn it, Kate!

“I want to stop these thoughts, but I can’t. I… I think I love him.” She continued.

What?

My ears perked up with jealousy. Who was the lucky man on the receiving end of Kate’s infatuation? Pace was a small town, and rumors of a new romance should have reached me within hours. Could he be the answer I’d been looking for, to stop my longing for her? As I heard a tremble in her voice, which my ears had translated into a soft moan, I pictured them together. The image of her bending over in front of him, with her ass high up in the air turned my dick from hard, to pure steel. The idea of walking out of the church to find him and strangle him, grew sweeter.

“How long has this been going on?” This was not a standard question by any means. It wasn’t what I’d been trained to say, but at this point, I couldn’t help it. Especially not after what happened between us. I needed to knowmore.

“Six months, Father. I’ve been hiding my feelings for this man for six months.”

At the declaration of her time frame, something stirred within me. I reached to between my legs and adjusted my crotch. I was wrong when I thought that I couldn’t get any harder. The tightness beneath my zipper intensified at my touch, and I almost cursed under my breath. At this moment, I doubted that any sins I committed would ever be forgiven. Just my thoughts alone would buy me a one way express ticket straight to Hell, right down a slide called I fucked a woman.

“And he doesn’t reciprocate them?” I asked.

“He can’t and he never will. He loves someoneelse.”

Thank God! I saved the sigh of relief for when we were finished.

“So this man is married?” A sudden need to meet him and assess him to see whether he was even worthy of this woman grew in my chest. I wanted to run out of that confessional, take her in my arms, and spin her around, grateful that he couldn’t love her back— at least not the way she deserved to be loved. My eagerness to hold her as she cried on my shoulder, grew. Then just as quickly, the realization that she wasn’t making sense, had set. I would have known if there was another man. The only notable man in Kate’s lifewas…

“Yes, he is, Father. He’s married to the church. He servesGod.”

I took in a sharp inhale, somewhat expecting her next words.

“It’s you, Father.”

Shit!

I shot off my chair, stepped out from the confessional without finishing the sacrament, reached into her nook, and took her by herarm.

“Father, what are you doing?” she asked.

I led her across the church into one of the side hallways. Kate followed me with her mouth half open, blinking over and over again like plastic shutters in high wind. The echo of our footsteps faded as soon as we reached the carpetedarea.

“Father Cameron, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have saidthat.”

“Shh, just be quiet, will you?” My rude words were met by her sad eyes, but I had no time to play games. Time was running out for both me and my brothers. And now, with her mother’s enemy in town, time was certainly running out for her as well. She just didn’t know ityet.

“Kate, we can forget about what you said in there. I promise, I won’t judge.”

“I’m not taking my wordsback.”

Of course she wouldn’t. Her eyes glistened, and the first tear spilled down her cheek. She seemed so delicate. I took her beautiful face between my palms.

“I don’t want you to take your words back. I don’t want you to regret what happened between us either. But you cannot be in love with me. It’s impossible for us. It’s impossible for me to think of you in a way you want me to, and you deserve more. You deserve an honest man. What I’m trying to tell you is that I don’t want you to feel like you did something wrong.”

“I don’t. It feels… right.”

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