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Sweet Little Nun Pt 3
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Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Sweet Little Nun Pt 4
Chapter 4I remained kneeling in the front pew, my fingers trembling as I recalled Father Damian’s sermon, each word directed towards me. I could still feel his gaze on me, as he’d spoken of temptation and sin.The scrape of a boot against stone made my spine stiffen. I didn’t need to turn to know he was there, of course. The rustle of his robes as he descended the pulpit steps sent my belly spiralling, my pussy already slick with anticipation.“You linger, child,” Father Damian murmured, his voice as rough as he stopped just behind me. His fingers brushed the nape of my neck, tracing it beneath my veil. “Did my words move you?”I swallowed, my pulse hammering in my throat. “Yes, Father.”His chuckle was low. “Liar.” Before I could react, his hand fisted in my hair, yanking my head back “You weren’t listening to God, were you? You were listening to me.” His free hand slid down my chest, His palm flattening over my breast, his thumb rolling my nipple through the thin fabric until it
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Sweet Little Nun Pt 3
Chapter 3 My dress was still hitched around my waist, my thighs slick with arousal. The weight of what we were doing pressed down on me, but it only made me wetter, my body aching for more. Damian stood behind me, his breath hot against the back of my neck as he leaned in. I could feel the crucifix before he even touched me. Then, the cold metal pressed against my bare skin, the jagged edges biting into the delicate flesh of my neck. A shiver ran down my spine, my nipples hardening beneath the thin fabric of my dress. His hands slid around my waist, fingers digging into my hips, pulling me back against him. The difference was intoxicating, the warmth of his palms and the icy feel of the relic, the way his cock, already half-hard again, pressed against my ass through his trousers. “You feel that?” His voice was a low growl, rough with desire. “The weight of it? The way it marks you?” His lips brushed the shell of my ear, his words sending another shudder through me. “This isn’
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Sweet Little Nun Pt 2
Chapter 2The heavy oak door groaned as I pushed it open. The library was huge, my favourite part of the church.My veil brushed against the cold stone floor as I moved deeper into the dimly lit aisles. The only light came from the stained-glass windows high above.My fingers traced the spines of the books. Father Damian had been insistent on what he said: find the ledgers, the ones marked with the red seal. Though I had searched for hours, the section where they should have been stood empty.At this point i was frustrated. I exhaled my breath, shaky, and pressed my palms against the shelf, as if I could will the documents into existence.Then I felt warmth.A presence at my back, so sudden my pulse stuttered. Father Damian’s chest pressed against my shoulders, his breath hot against the shell of my ear as his arms slid around my waist, caging me.“Let me assist you, Sister,” he murmured, his voice a rasp. His hands were large and thick, and now they branded me through the layers of
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Sweet Little Nun
Chapter 1 I sat in the front pew, my fingers clenched around the worn leather of my journal, the pages filled with notes I no longer remembered writing. I had come here to pray. Or so I told myself.The creak of the chapel opened, and I stiffened, my breath catching as the slow, deliberate tread of boots echoed down the aisle. Father Damian. I didn’t need to turn to know it was him; his presence was enough.I kept my gaze fixed on the altar, my fingers twisting the rosary beads at my waist. The footsteps stopped just behind me. Close enough that I could feel the warmth of his body, the faintest brush of his robes against the back of the pew. My pulse hammered in my throat, my lips parting as I forced myself to speak.“Father Damian,” I whispered, my voice barely more than a breath. “I—I didn’t hear you come in.”He didn’t answer at first. Instead, I heard the slow exhale of his breath, the rustle of fabric as he shifted his body. Then, his voice…deep and rough, “Alexis.”My nam
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Caught With A Machine Fucker By My Step Brother Pt8
Chapter 8Then he pulled out.I whined at the loss; he left my body empty and aching, but before I could protest, his hands were on my hips, flipping me onto my hands and knees. The cool air hit my ass, my pussy throbbing, my skin slick with oil and sweat. I heard the sound of his cock being stroked, the sound of him shifting behind me, and then his tongue was there, hot, wet, pressing against my asshole.I shook, a broken sound escaping me as his tongue circled my tight entrance, teasing, pressing just enough to make me squirm. His fingers slid into my cunt from behind, fucking me roughly, his knuckles grinding against my clit with every thrust. The dual sensation was overwhelming, my body caught between the stretch of his fingers and the insistent pressure of his tongue, my muscles clenching, my breath coming in ragged gasps.“Beg me,” he commanded, his voice a dark rumble. His tongue flicked my asshole once, twice, before pulling away, leaving me empty, aching. “Beg me to fuck yo
Make Me Wet (An Erotica Collection) Caught With A Machine Fucker By My Step Brother Pt7
Chapter 7The bathroom was thick with steam, the air heavy with the scent of lavender and vanilla, primal. I had been soaking for nearly twenty minutes; my body, deep inside the water, was up to my collarbone, and the water was just warm enough to ease the tension in my muscles. The door had been locked… or so I thought. The sudden creak of it made my head snap up, my fingers tightening around the edge of the tub.Ken stood in the doorway, his broad frame filling the space, his dark eyes locked onto me. His chest rose and fell with a slow, deliberate breath, his gaze tracing the curve of my shoulders, the swell of my breasts just beneath the water’s surface. My pulse spiked, my nipples tightening into stiff peaks as the cool air hit them. I should’ve demanded he leave. But the words died in my throat as he reached behind his neck, gripping the hem of his shirt, and peeled it off in one fluid motion.He was my stepbrother. It was unfair that he was this sexy. His torso was all sharp
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