Seduction - Chapter 16 #2
“You like that, you dirty girl?” he whispered before lowering his mouth to my throat. His teeth lightly bit into the side of my neck before sucking on the skin. “Do you want me to invite someone else up here to fuck you while I watch?”
“No. I want you.”
“I’m celibate. I made a vow. I can’t fuck you.”
I groaned. “You just said I couldn’t come because I was going to come on your cock.”
“You want me to break my vow?” He poured more hot wax on me.
I screamed and moaned at the same time. I felt crazy. I just need him to touch me. Lick me. Fuck me. Anything. “Please.”
“You want me to be a sinner like you, you little slut?”
I felt like a slut. I felt exposed and needy and ready for anything to fill me. “Fuck. Me.”
“Hm.” His fingers trailed over my breast and down my stomach. “But I’m not done worshipping you yet.” He slid a finger inside of me.
I swore I almost exploded just then, but he pulled the toy out.
“Delicious,” he said.
Was he seriously licking the toy instead of me? He was driving me mad. “Fuck me,” I said again.
I finally felt his hot breath between my thighs. “I’d lose everything if I fucked you.”
“I’m worth it.”
He groaned. “Oh, I don’t doubt it for a second. One taste and I’ve lost all reason.” He thrust his tongue inside of me.
“James!”
But it was like my plea did the opposite of spurring him on. His tongue was so slow. Lightly dipping in and out like he was lazily licking an ice cream cone and savoring it. I didn’t want him to savor me. I wanted him to fucking devour me.
I tried to move my legs so I could wrap my thighs around his face. But the metal dug into my ankles. “I swear to God…”
“You really shouldn’t swear to God,” he said. “We’re in a place of worship.”
God damn it, fuck me! “I’m a dirty slut,” I said. “I’ve been eye-fucking my priest for months. I’ve wanted him so badly I came up here in front of everyone to finally get his cock rammed so far up my pussy that I’ll never forget the feeling. Right here. Right now. Fuck me or I…”
“Patience is a virtue.” He thrust his tongue deep inside of me.
Yes! For what felt like the millionth time, I was seconds away from coming when he poured a shit ton of hot wax down my chest. The pain caused my brain to scramble, pulling me away from my impending orgasm. “I’m going to fucking kill you, James.”
“Killing is a sin. One of many you’re committing right now.”
“Please,” I begged. “I’ll do anything.”
“Anything?”
“Anything!” I sounded desperate, but I didn’t come.
“Fine. I’ll break my vow. But only if I get to baptize you when I’m finished fucking you.”
“Yes!” I had no idea what I was agreeing to, but it didn’t matter. All I heard was that he was eventually going to be finished fucking me. Which meant he had to start.
I felt the table shake and suddenly my knees were bent up and my legs were spread even wider. I tried to move, but I was still shackled. There must have been some mechanical feature that spread my legs so that he could… Fuck! I moaned as he finally thrust into me.
“Goddess,” James groaned. “My fucking goddess.” He slammed into me so hard I felt his balls hit my ass. Again and again. Fucking me relentlessly.
“Everyone’s watching, you little slut.”
“James,” I moaned.
“Are you going to come while everyone can see? Are you my filthy sinner?”
“Yes!”
“Confess that you’re a sinner. Ask for forgiveness. Beg me for it. Beg me.” He groaned.
My body started to tremble. “Forgive me father, for I have sinned!”
His thumb brushed against my clit and I was a goner. My body shook as my pussy clenched. The metal bit into my skin but I didn’t even care. The pleasure was intense and fast and mind numbing.
He slid out of me and tore the bag off my head.
He was kneeling over me, his thick cock in his hand. God, he was so sexy. Yeah, if he’d been my priest I would have definitely had sinful dreams about him. Hell be damned.
“You shall be baptized and your sins will wash away.” He groaned as a shot of his cum hit my cheek. “Bathe in me.” Another shot. “Sinner.” Another shot hit my chest, soothing the burn of the hot wax. He groaned once more, drenching me in his cum.
I was panting as I stared up at him. I’d never been so turned on in my life. I was still stretched out and shackled and I swore I was already ready for round two.
“That was fucking hot,” he said. He dipped his thumb in the cum on my cheek, trailing it down to my lips. He pressed his thumb into my mouth.
I swirled my tongue around his thumb.
He groaned and slowly let his thumb fall from my mouth.
“So that’s what a sex altar is?” I said, still trying to catch my breath.
He smiled. “I have no idea what the fuck a sex altar is.” But then he paused. “Actually, I vaguely remember something about one in college. I think. My time at Harvard is all really hazy.”
I just stared at him. “Seriously?”
He laughed. “Sorry. I really don’t remember. But I figured Tanner would know, so I called him to set it up. I could tell you wanted to try it. I think I might have gone a little more religious than I was supposed to.”
I laughed. “I really liked it. You’re so much hotter than any priest I’ve ever met. Am I allowed to tie you up on this thing?” I tried to move, but I was still shackled down.
“I don’t think so.”
“What? Why?”
“Oh, baby, you wouldn’t have any idea what to do with me. I’m in control, remember?”
Was that a challenge? Because I could bag him and get him on this table too. I probably just needed some help. That’s what my girls were for. Challenge accepted, James. I just needed to get unchained first.