All Chapters of Our Secret: My Dirty Tale: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LIAM’S POVI had been tried several times in my life, but Grace Kane? She was by far my biggest trial, one I wasn’t sure if I would pass.Grace was twenty-three.I was thirty-six.Thirteen years older than her, and that was enough to keep me from ever wandering about her. I knew she had a crush on me, she had been “helping” out at the church for months, and every task was a test to my restraint. She flashed me several times, and I had to be the adult and pretend I saw nothing. But she was relentless, and now she had just pushed further, she was asking me to fuck her.“Father Liam,” she repeated. “Why don’t you just fuck me? Fuck the demons out of me with that holy cock of yours.” She said, staring me up and down as if devouring me. Grace had the purest pair of eyes I’d ever seen, but in that moment, they were filled with lust. “One taste of your cock pounding my dripping cunt will set me straight. What do you say? Will you fuck me?” She asked again, blinking innocently.Her words were

LIAM's POV I was losing my mind.That much was clear, and not a single part of me regretted it. I hadn't touched a woman in six years, and yet I couldn't keep my hands off Grace. What bothered me was how young the girl was, she was likely thirteen when I took my vows, and here I was indulging and dragging her into sin when I was supposed to be saving her. My cock was still wet from her mouth when I pulled my pants up, and dragged her to my home office. “We need to pray,” I told her, guilt eating me up inside. “We need to repent.”She looked at me like she was lost, but she didn't protest. We both dropped to our knees, and I took her hands in mine as I began to pray and she joined me.We said ten Hail Marys, and then ten more. We were to stop there, but when I looked at Grace again, all I could see was my come dripping out of her swollen pussy, which was enough to seek penance again, each prayer was a plea for forgiveness that I didn’t deserve. Maybe being unable to father a child wa

I pause, heat flushing all of my body. Uncle Jax nods, urging me to go on. “Umm right above my pussy,” I mumble, but the words are loud enough for him to hear. “I want it to say ‘Daddy’s Pussy’ in delicate script.”He pauses, his jaw clenching while he stares at me with wide eyes. I’ve wanted this tattoo for a long time, however, since I had a threesome with my best friend and the Dom at the sex club worshipped her because of it. I knew then I had to get it, but Uncle Jax doesn’t say anything, he continues to stare at me like he’s deciding whether to throw me out or scold me. I wait for the judgment, for how improper it is for me to get such a tattoo, but then he simply nods, slowly nodding to the table again.“Panties off,” he says, his voice rough like he is irritated. “And get on the table.”I hook my fingers through the waistband of my thong, taking it down with my jeans. I hope he doesn’t catch a glimpse of my panties, but he does, and we both stare at the tiny wet spot before I

My throat is hoarse, my body aching and pussy ruined like I took them both at the same time, but it only makes me need them again. Jax rises from the chair, stroking his cock, precum beading at the crown.I pull myself up and bend over across the table, my ass in the air. “You listen very well, princess.” Emerson teases, knowing I don’t listen to a thing my mom says.He comes behind me, with Jax in front of me. “Open up, Heaven.” He orders, “Let daddy use your pretty little mouth.”My tongue darts over my lips, and I open my mouth, eager and waiting for him to feed me his cock, but he doesn’t feed it to me just yet, he keeps stroking it, watching my mouth practically water.Emerson scoops a hand under me, scooping up the mix of his, mine, and his twin brother’s cum that's poured out of me. I squeeze my walls, pushing some out for him. “I’m going to fuck your ass now, princess.” He says, pushing his fingers into my ass. I gasp, at the very same moment that Jax decides to thrust into my

Ryan walked out on me, he didn’t speak to me either which was fine by me, I wasn't going to be here for the rest of that silent treatment he planned on dishing out to me.That very night, I was on a cruise with my best friend, a last-minute girls’ trip I’d booked months ago. We’d only be there one night, and I was excited, Ryan wasn’t going to ruin this for me. The timing was perfect.The cruise was everything that Diane and I anticipated, I was three drinks in standing at the railing on the upper deck in my short black dress that hugged every curve on my body while Diane went to grab us more champagne. “Found anyone yet?” Diane asked when she finally returned with two glasses.I shrugged. “Not really.”“I did,” she smiled, lifting her glass at a hot stranger a few feet away.I took a sip of my drink and sighed, now searching the crowd for someone hot enough to make my revenge worthwhile. I was serious about getting even with Ryan, and I only had a few hours left before the clock hit