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FUCKING THE MAN ON THE RUN (3)
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Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies FUCKING THE MAN ON THE RUN (3)
He didn't waste a second.A strong arm wrapped around my waist. Everything around me became a blur as he pulled me down to the cold kitchen floor.When I hit the floor it took my breath away. My body bent in a position as I landed hard on the firm ground. A sharp pain shot up my spine. Somehow it made the feeling between my legs even stronger.I took a breath in and my legs opened up on their own as he lay down on top of me. His weight held me in place. That was exactly where I wanted to be with him, the man, on the kitchen floor feeling his weight on me.“Be careful about what you damn wish for,” he snapped, his voice harsh like stones. His hand returned to my throat, not choking me, just holding possessively while his other hand forcefully yanked my pajama pants down in a single motion. The material ripped at the joint.The cool air touched my body and I made a sad sound because I felt really open. I was already very wet for this man. The cool air on my skin made me feel more expose
Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies FUCKING THE MAN ON THE RUN (2)
“Gonna stab me in my home?” I asked, shamelessly grinding my behind on his groin area in a slow, almost unnoticeable motion — a lazy, deliberate roll of my hips that I could pretend was accidental if I needed to.He chuckled, low and unhurried, like he was genuinely getting amused. Like nothing about this situation alarmed him.I believed he should care about where he was bleeding from. But he didn’t.He was losing blood, warm and slow somewhere beneath his light clothing, but he was entirely focused on being amused by the stranger he had broken into her home — as though I were the more interesting emergency.“Would you mind, sweetheart?” He asked, his lips closer to my ear, and the warm air from his mouth hit the shell of it, grazing the sensitive curve, sending tingles rushing down my spine and pooling straight to my core.“I’m not the one losing blood.” I answered, my voice steadier than I felt. My body heat was increasing with each slow second that passed, a low simmer climbing to
Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies FUCKING THE MAN ON THE RUN (1)
The moment I dropped my plate in the kitchen sink, the door slammed shut behind me. I jumped, panic rising in my chest.Oh my god, am I about to be robbed? I grabbed the nearest weapon my hand could find, a knife, because I was not expecting anyone. So it definitely has to be an intruder. “Who is there?” I asked as I slowly stalked towards the entrance.And then I heard it, a low and ragged breath coming from the shadow near my entrance.“Show yourself.” I pointed the knife in the direction, but I was shaking on the inside, scared like a witty cat.The intruder stepped out into the dimly lit hallway, and I had to blink several times to confirm what I was seeing.He was tall and soaked from the rain, his dark hair plastered to his forehead. His chest moved rapidly beneath the wet white shirt that hugged his hard muscles. And his eyes– dark, intense, and exhausted- were locked on mine with something else that burned.Something that burned like what was burning in me. Hunger.“Put the
Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies FATHER, FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED (5)
I gagged.Water welled up in my eyes.Fuck!My dreams are coming true.Father Jose was a gentle man; he spoke softly and calmly, as if he had all the time in the world.But standing right in front of me, with his dick thrusting straight for my throat, was a monster in human skin.He was nowhere gentle, nor were his growls above me soft.He gripped my head harder and thrusted harsher. My gagging sounds filled the air, saliva dripping to my lap, soaking my dress.“You wore this dress on purpose, you slut!” He was bucking those hips as if he'd stop breathing if he stopped.My eyes were fully blown, my hands were resting on my thighs, scared that if I decided to hold on to him, he might get wilder.And at this point, he was about to drill a hole through the back of my head. This was crazier than I expected.But it is everything I wanted.Before I knew it, he was bursting his seed into my throat, painting my insides with his cum. It was thick and salty, and I gagged on it.He was not merci
Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies FATHER, FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED (4)
Like a chased thief, I ran out of the confession booth and out of the church. My mother’s voice was calling after me, worry laced in her tone, but not for once did I look back. I ran ahead until I saw a cab and hailed it to take me back home. What the hell have I done? How could I touch myself in the church, with Father Jose on the other side? How could I have felt sane and enjoyed such sin? A smile broke through my lips. Who the fuck was I fooling? Because there is no saving me– Amanda is a lost cause. And I have happily accepted that since the moment all I could do was think of the tall, broad-shouldered man dressed in black with a white collar—a man of God who has dedicated his life to his religion. But all I have ever wanted was to tempt him. To make him enjoy the forbidden fruit. And it seemed as though I didn’t have to do too much to make him not keep to his promise. His promise to serve without knowing a woman. I had set a trap for him; I had allowed the devil to really
Unholy Cravings : Forbidden Fantasies FATHER, FORGIVE ME FOR I HAVE SINNED (3)
So I began.Not the way Father José expected.Not in the way I had planned.The plan— if you would call it that, was to say a lot of things that would make them ban me from coming for any confessions.But as the devil would like, it ignited a fire in my soul that only the man on the opposite side of this cubic space can quench it.“Father.” I moaned. And not just a low soft tone, but something that pitched differently, that would make him know where I was heading to before I even started.I expected a shun.A correction.But I got a single nudge instead, “Yes, child.” He replied, his voice deeper than I remembered it was some seconds ago.“I have been so bad.” I muttered, so low, so high.“My mother thinks I am possessed by the devil.” Now my hands found my boobs, and I gave them a squeeze. My lower core was still leaking.And I hope it doesn’t stop.We might be separated, but there’s so much I can still do.“Do you think you are?” He asked, and lord, have mercy.The depth of his voi
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