“Yes.” My voice came out breathless and weird. But I could picture it. I could envision him up there, completely forbidden. I just wanted one taste. Was that how he’d pictured me when I was his student? Like I was forbidden fruit? Just one little taste.
“Could you imagine the rumors that would spread if we started an affair? A priest taking advantage of one of his flock? It’s sinful.” He slowly circled his thumb inside of me.
Jesus.I would have moved, but the restraints kept me spread eagle on the table.
“Well, it never would have happened. Because we can’t be alone.” His thumb fell from my skin.
Wait, what?
“So I just invited you up here during a normal sermon.” He turned up the sounds of chanting. “And I don’t give a fuck what anyone says. I’m going to worship your body like you’re my one and only goddess. And everyone’s going to watch.”
I could actually picture the altar at my church. The hundreds of people in the pews. The chants growing louder. I’d never considered my church erotic. It was rather boring and dull. But picturing it now while I was spread out on this altar and James was saying sinful things to me? I’d never pictured anything sexier in my life.
“Open your mouth, baby.” His thumb pulled down my lip as I obliged. “Suck,” he said.
I expected him to shove his cock in my mouth, but instead he slipped in something small and rubbery. Some kind of toy, I think.
He pulled it out of my mouth. I was just about to ask him what it was, when something burning hot hit my skin.
I screamed out, but my scream died in my throat when James slid his finger back inside of my wetness. No, not his finger. Because it was vibrating like crazy. It must have been the toy I’d just sucked on.Holy shit.I swore my back would have arched if I could move. Instead, the metal bit into my skin as I tried to move.
“Let’s see how many sins we can commit tonight, baby.”
I felt more hot liquid drip between my breasts. That must have been the hot wax that Bee mentioned. It definitely burned, but it wasn’t as painful as I thought it would be. Probably because the toy inside of me and James gently kissing my breasts had me on the verge of coming.
But it was like he knew I was about to cum, because I felt his finger slide in next to the toy and the vibrations suddenly slowed down.
I moaned.
“Did you think I was going to let you come that quickly? I’ve been dreaming about this moment for months. It’ll be my cock that will have you screaming. Do you understand me?”
God, I loved when he used that commanding tone with me. I nodded and then screamed again when he poured more hot wax on my skin. This time on my inner thigh. It dipped dangerously close to where his finger had just been.
He wouldn’t pour itthere,would he?
He kissed my inner thigh, tracing the path of the wax with his lips. “Baby,” he groaned. “You’re soaked.”
I knew that.
“You’re dripping on the altar. Everyone can see it.”
I clenched around the toy. God, I needed to come. “Please,” I moaned.
“You love that everyone is watching.” His breath was hot against my skin. “Tell me you can’t wait for everyone to see me bury my cock in your tight pussy.”
“James…”
His finger slipped in beside the toy again. For a second it started buzzing faster. But then it slowed down even more. To barely vibrating.
I wanted to cry. I was so fucking close.
I felt his hot breath on my skin, skipping over my aching pussy. Past my stomach. He paused between my breasts. And then his tongue slowly swirled around one of my hard nipples.
“Someone in the front pew just pulled out his cock,” James whispered. “He’s hard for you. He’s wishing he was up here feasting on your body.”
I whimpered. This roleplay was twisted. And I fucking loved it.
“Someone else is jerking off watching you. Do you like that? That you’re making other people sin?”