I kept him in my mouth longer than I needed to. Father Elias’s hand stayed buried in my hair, fingers tight against my scalp. His cock rested heavy on my tongue, thick enough that my jaw already ached. I took him deeper, letting spit run down the shaft and over my fingers. Every time I looked up through my lashes, his eyes were fixed on me—dark, wide, watching his cock disappear between my lips. A low sound left his throat. His hips shifted once, pushing farther into my mouth. I moaned around him on purpose and felt him throb against my tongue. “Grace…” His voice came out rough. “We can’t do this.” I pulled off slowly, still stroking him with my wet hand. The head of his cock was flushed dark and shiny with spit. A thin string of it connected my lower lip to the tip before it broke. “You already are,” I said. I licked a long, deliberate stripe up the underside, then took him back in. This time I sucked harder. I hollowed my cheeks and worked him the way I had practiced alone in
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