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Father, Please. FUCK ME 8
My body tingles as his hand slides around my waist, it sags and lands on my butt. I grew hot as I was hyper aware of how close our bodies were, heat continued to emanate from the spot our skin touched. He was touching me, okay his hand was on my butt and the only thing my brain can do is freeze, melt and hope his hand dips even lower. I can’t even breathe, my anticipation won’t let me. “Relax, can we just continue the game?” One of the other men say. I did not want to continue the game, I wanted to do whatever Aryan had in mind. He doesn’t look at me, his stony gaze still on Patrick. And then his hand slacked, dipping directly under my skirt, I shivered uncontrollably when his fingers graze my bare skin. Yes. Oh finally! My core tightened with pleasure, my legs crossed automatically as I try to offset the ache. “We should.” Aryan says finally and extracts himself from my hold.I would have dropped to the ground if the seat wasn’t directly below my butt. My disappointme
Father, Please. FUCK ME 8
“Why would you take advantage of a drunk priest?” Aryan grumbled as he stormed out of the hotel room. I follow after him, too stunned to comprehend what just happened. He doesn't even turn around once to see if I was following him, he joined the throng of people waiting at the bus stop, and I pause a few feet away, because this cannot be happening. Let me tell you what happened between when his palm struck my bare butt and now, hopefully you would make more sense of this situation and explain it for me to understand. Remember, I am taking you back to last night. When his fingers connected with my skin, I let out a loud yelp, my lip immediately going between my teeth, the sting was electric, traveling from the base of my bum and crawling up my spine, lighting up my entire body like the fucking 4th of july. It was bliss and I wanted more. “Wear your skirt and go book us a room.” his words were clear, no indication that he had just been drinking like a fish, or was still drinking, h
Father, Please. FUCK ME 9
"You invited me over? Why? Are you dying?” Danny asks, eyeing me suspiciously as she stands at the doorway. She was trying to hide it, but I could tell from the way she kept glancing inside, she was excited to be here.I let out a big sigh of impatience, “Are you coming in or not?”With her ever present blank expression, she shuffles inside the apartment and I shut the door behind her.“This is disappointing.”“What is?” I ask as I walk to the fridge in the kitchen.“The inside is exactly the way I imagined it, beige walls, coffee coloured sofas and everything else to match, who was I kidding? you were born with a golden spoon weren’t you?” I roll my eyes at her, I wonder what she would say if I told her this was Aryan’s aesthetic, it was the inside of my room that resembled me, I locked the door so she doesn’t get any ideas. “What can I offer you? Tea? Water or juice?”She scrunched up her nose, as if annoyed, “How long is this going to take?”I shrug, I had a lot to say.“I tak
Father, Please. FUCK ME 10
“I thought you said you were going to be his friend first and see how things progressed from there.”I scoff, “That was before I found out what he did.”Oh the nerve of him, does my lips belong to him? Who said he had a say over who kissed me and who didn’t. I gave him the chance to control that and he threw it in my face. Damn him and his confidence, whatever he thought I would feel once I saw that text, I was feeling it and more, why on earth does he affect me so much? “Exactly. Now is the time to act even more less concerned about him, he threw you a bait and he is going to catch you.” I glance at Danny from the corner of my eye, I decided to drive her back to the church and then see what Aryan meant by that text.“No offence but I think I understand straight men more than you do.”In the usual Danny fashion, she snorts. She can snort all she wants, she wasn’t the one with the vibration between her legs, and the need to see his face. I was a goner where he was concerned. “Have y
Father, Please. FUCK ME 10
You know how movies have thought us that asking, how hard can it be? Was a terrible idea and those who still say it were definitely going to regret asking it. I should have learned from that, I foolishly asked, “How hard can it be?” After agreeing to be his assistant.He smirked after I asked the question, of course he did, he knew the work was something I was not cut out to do. “What is next on my schedule?” He asked me as I look up from organizing the work sheet. These people still use papers, type writers and fax machines, and lord knows I won’t be going close to either of them. “First, allow me go home to pick up my laptop, I haven’t used a pen and paper in so long I have forgotten hoe to, besides, with my laptop, I will be done in no time.” The papers on his desk were the ones that took me ages to finish, I had to sort through and arrange them in neat piles, and there were some dating back to eight months ago. “There is no time for that, we have to leave now if we want to g
Father, Please. USE ME
“Can you handle it?” My question comes out as a whisper, unintentionally if I may add.I watch his Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed, he was clearly unsure of himself. I felt the same way, I was going from the friendship angle since he had all but thrown my advances to the wind, I wasn’t sure I would be able to keep my hands to myself when he was so close. He nods once, and then speaks, “I will be fine. Go ahead now.”I can’t say the same for myself as I walk into the bedroom, i am not sure what good locking the door would do me, but I was intent on making him do the chase now, and what perfect way to do that than with him on the other side of the door, battling him morals? Today’s outfit was a sparkle, black belly dance costume, who gave out hand jobs for extra tips. Luckily, I didn’t have to buy the outfit, the viewer had requested this outfit before, whatever he had for belly dancers, I was going to make it even better, as the man whom I want was a door away from me.
Father, Please. USE ME 2
My jaw drops to the floor after hearing him say that, I scramble to understand what that meant, throwing his words back at him, must mean he said it before, to me, and now I am saying it to him. But it was my fantasy Aryan that said those words, am I still in my fantasy?“Go change, we have to get back to work.” his words snap me out of my head.I study him, trying to understand what happened, but I am unable to, he is as nonchalant as ever, his eyes were back to their usual brown, the only thing unusual about the situation was me, still in my work clothes and still gawking open mouthed.“Time is not on our side Melanie.”Why did I expect him to call me Kitten instead? And why was I feeling disappointed that he didn’t call me that? I walk back into my room wordlessly, I hear him take a sharp breath when I turn around but that could have been my imagination again. Great, I didn’t know what was real and what was in my head anymore. By the time I was changed into my previous clothes, I
Father, Please. USE ME 3
My head swivels to find Aryan avoiding my gaze as he helped me into one of the bar stools. His ears were pink and his hands warm. “You own a pub? Isn’t that a little unusual for a priest?” He clears his throat nosily and nods in the direction of his bar tender. The bar tender gets the hint and gives us a semblance of privacy. “He doesn't know you are a priest.” I note.“He didn't. Now he does.” “When did you own a pub?” I ask, remorse a lump in my throat. I had after all exposed his secret. “I came into town, and it seemed like the right idea at the time. Now...” He gestured around us to the empty space. “Now it seems like a shitty investment.” I complete for him. It was a good idea, the town didn't have a good drinking spot, it would have turned most of them to regulars if a little effort was put in. “I can help you with that.” He quirked a brow at me, whilst signalling the bar tender. “What should I get you guys?”I eye the scanty rows of drinks behind him.
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