13. Ember
My nipples ached. Every part of me wanted to be consumed by the fire Priest stoked within me. I rained on his face. The only time I’d been given or had given oral sex was with Evan back in high school. It had been nothing like this. I realized now how much I had missed through the years. I wanted my pussy eaten like this every day until I stopped breathing. Hell, I wanted this to be the reason I stopped breathing.
And that little thing he had done with his finger inside of my ass? Who knew? I had watched enough porn to know that people did it, and it clearly was enjoyable. I had cum so hard that my chest hurt. I believed it was from the way my body tightened at the unbelievable pleasure.
Priest took a step back when I finished cumming and walked around to his desk. He’d already unfastened his jeans earlier, so it took him mere seconds to grab a condom, rip it open, and cover himself. I watched him shove his jeans down and step out of them. His legs and thighs were powerful, dark, and hairy. I was surprised to find that despite the tattoos that covered the rest of his body, there were none on his lower section.
He reached for my hand, and I gave it to him. Priest lifted me from the desk and pulled me to stand. I kicked a few items out of my way that had fallen to the floor when he first laid me on his desk.
“Turn around,” he ordered.
I did as he instructed and placed my hands on the desktop. Priest’s fingers sunk into my flesh, and he squeezed gently before using his feet to spread mine wider.
“Give me a deeper arch, Ember,” he instructed in a low tone.
I arched my back and turned to look at him over my shoulder. “How many asses have sat on this desk, Priest?”
“None.” His upper lip curled, and he seemed offended by the question.
“You sure? Because I don’t want to put my face where someone’s pussy or ass have already been.”
“I ain’t got no reason to lie to you. I’d just take you someplace else and fuck you. Give me that arch, Ember,” he demanded.
I placed my hands in a triangle formation on his desk and rested the side of my face on top of them. Smooth hands slid over my ass cheeks before he spread me wide and slid his dick against my flesh. He dragged it back and forth a few times before he pressed against me.
“Relax.”
I sucked in a deep breath and then exhaled. It had been so long since I’d had sex that I was a little nervous. Would it hurt? Would it be a comfortable fit? Would I be good to him? What about my moves? Could I throw it the way I’d seen women do in porn?
All those thoughts flowed through my mind just before he brought his hand down hard on my ass. “I said relax,” he mumbled.
I closed my eyes and did as he instructed. Priest pressed against my entrance two more times before I spread for him and permitted him the entrance that he sought. My breath whooshed out of me as he pushed deeper and sunk into me.
“Damn, this pussy’s tight, hot, and wet,” he groaned in a low voice.
I wiggled, but he spanked my ass. “Hold still. All that wiggling is gonna make me nut.”
I remained still for a few minutes before he started moving slowly. “These walls tighter than a muthafucka, Ember. You been keeping this shit on lock for a nigga.”
For some reason, that turned me on, though it wasn’t true. “I was keeping it for my husband.”
“How many times you fucked?” he asked, pushing in and out.
“A handful.”
“How many niggas?”
“One.”
“How long ago?” He groaned as his dick pulsed inside of me.
I was confused as to why the conversation had to take place and where it was going.
“Mm.” I moaned when he slowly circled within my walls.
“How long, Ember?”
“Ohhh, Priest.” I whimpered. He felt better inside of me than he had moments ago when he first entered me. “Six…”
“Six months ago?”
“Mm-mm. Six years.”
“Gahdamn,” he replied through clenched teeth as he pulled back out and then slammed into me. That movement felt good, but it also stole my breath. “No wonder that nigga going crazy over you. Your ass damn near still a virgin.”
“No. I gave that up six years ago,” I whimpered as he circled within my walls.
“Shit. How old was you?”
“Sixteen.”
Priest stiffened inside of me for a moment.
“Twenty-two?”
“Uh-huh,” I muttered and glanced over my shoulder at him. “What’s wrong, Priest?” He wore a confused look. When he didn’t respond or move, I wiggled again, and then I squeezed around him.
He thrust inside of me again.
“Oh, Priest. That’s it. Mm, that dick feels so good.” I moaned before I bit my bottom lip. He did feel good inside of me. I worked my hips in a tight circle. My movements mimicked the belly dance lessons I took when I was in college. I knew one day that skill would come in handy.
“Ember, you ’bout to make me fuck up these tight ass walls. When I get done, ain’t no nigga coming after me. This is my pussy. Fuck sending you back,” Priest declared with a grunt as he rammed into me repeatedly.
I was torn over his words. Did they stem from a place of pleasure? People said all types of shit when they were at an emotional high or low. Surely, he planned to return me home after his business with my father was settled.
Alternatively, I couldn’t help but think that I wouldn’t mind being with Priest. Yes, the man was an enigma. Yes, he was emotionally closed off. But it wasn’t like he lacked emotional intelligence; he just wouldn’t allow himself to experience emotions that didn’t pertain to anger.
Every thought about whether I would or wouldn’t be allowed to leave, and if I wanted to stay or not, flew from my mind when he rammed inside of me again.
“This pussy’s too damn good,” Priest muttered and pulled out of me.
Before I could question him, he turned me around and carried me to the couch. He sat down on it and helped me straddle him. I slowly sunk down on his dick, surprised at how full I felt and how much deeper he went when I was in this position.
“Yeah, just what I thought,” he remarked in a low voice. “You’re wide open to me, Ember.”
My arms looped around his neck, and I slowly rose and fell on Priest’s shaft. After several seconds, he lost patience and wrapped his arms around my waist. He lifted and lowered me at his own pace several times before he thrust hard up into me repeatedly. This nigga was about to wreck my walls.
“Shit!” I screamed as he thundered inside of me. I loved how savage he was and how he offered no apologies. He thrust, and I rolled. He shoved. I bounced. Whatever he gave, I took and gave him back double.
Priest shoved my cropped T-shirt up and slid my bra over my breasts. His lips greedily sought out my nipple and sucked on it vigorously, like he expected something to release from it. I grabbed the back of his head and secured him there. I didn’t want him to stop because the ache in my nipples had grown so intense that the only thing that could alleviate the pain was his mouth on them. My fingers rubbed the other nipple, and I gyrated on his dick.
Priest pulsed inside of me as he moved his head from my left breast to my right one. His tongue licked in circles several times before he bit it and licked it once more to soothe it. Priest looked up at me while he sucked my breast, and I swore I saw something there that I had never seen before. It almost appeared as if he was about to let his walls down. But just as quickly as I caught a glimpse of his vulnerability, he shut it down again and closed me out.
There was a softer side to this man. I just didn’t know why he kept it locked away. Clearly, he had been through some shit in his life that he kept locked away. Whatever it was had led him to this MC and had caused him to have the gruff attitude that he held almost always. Now that I had gotten a peek between those bricks he had erected, I wanted to learn more.
When he pulled away from my breast and looked up at me, I grabbed the back of his head and covered his mouth with my lips. I stared into Priest’s eyes, and he did the same. It was as if we shared a secret that only the two of us were privy to.
“You feel so good, Priest,” I muttered when I pulled back and licked his lips.
His large hands were splayed against my back, and he slowly lowered them to cup my ass cheeks and lift me. “So do you,” he replied in a raspy voice. Priest kissed the side of my neck and sucked there for a few seconds. The way my pussy pulsed at that tiny action was shameful.
My head dropped back, and my ponytail brushed the top of my ass cheeks and his thighs. Priest secured my nipple in his mouth once more, and when I opened my eyes again, I found that he still watched me. The way that he stared at me, sucked my breast, and pulsed inside of me was my undoing.
My fingernails dug into his shoulders, and my thighs clenched against his. My pussy pulsed, and I could feel my cum seep from within me. A little gasp escaped my lips and then a cry came up but got caught in my throat.
Priest dragged his lips from my nipple up my breastbone and to my neck. He kissed me on the column of it and surprised me with his gentleness. When he finished, I dragged my fingers from his braids.
He gripped my hips tightly and flipped me until I lay on my back on his couch. Priest spread one of my legs over the back of the couch and wrapped the other around his waist. He pushed inside of me and lost his mind in my pussy. I was so wet that it didn’t hurt. I received him, and my pussy embraced him tightly.
I watched as the beautiful features of his dark face morphed into something else. The widened nostrils, the narrowed eyes, and the feral look of his bared teeth let me know that he was about to release. When Priest released, he growled, then he shouted my name, “Emberrrr!”
It was so ferocious, so possessive, and so damn sexy at the same time. To know that I could make a man this authoritative, this dangerous, and this in control react this way was powerful to me. I reveled in the moment because I was uncertain when and if it would ever happen again.
The moment that he finished, he pulled out of me. I felt bereft of the closeness we had briefly shared, and I felt the cold wall rising again and shutting me out. I hated that.
“Get dressed,” he demanded.
“Do you have some wipes or anything that I could cleanse myself with?” I asked, irritated by his abrupt and rude attitude.
“My bathroom’s that way. Help yourself,” Priest muttered.
I looked at the door he motioned to, and I moved in that direction. He grabbed some tissues from a box behind his desk. I looked over my shoulder as he removed the condom and tossed it into the trash. His lips were pinched, and his jaw was taut with tension.
I stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind me. When I looked in the mirror, I could tell that I had been fucked. My ponytail was disheveled, and my lips were swollen. My skin was discolored on the side of my neck where Priest had sucked. I blushed. We were too damn old for that. Hell, he was too damn old for that.
I wasn’t certain how old Priest was, but I knew that he was much older than me. Not quite as old as Daniel Usher, though, who was forty-seven, twenty-five years older than me. Priest had a hard edge to him that made him appear older than he looked. But it wasn’t even that. It was his natural reaction to learning my age that had shaken me.
I didn’t see anything except for some paper towels, tissue, and soap. I grabbed a few paper towels, wet them, and soaped them up. I used them to wash myself until I could return to Priest’s cabin and take a proper shower.
I looked at my soaked thong, and I contemplated if I should toss them or shove them in my pocket. I wasn’t about to put them back on again.
“I’ll take those.”
I turned and looked to the side and saw that Priest stood in the doorway. I hadn’t heard the door open, and the way the bathroom was set up at an angle, it hadn’t allowed me to see him in the mirror.
“What?”
“I said, I’ll take those,” he repeated. He held his hand out and wiggled his fingers.
I hesitated for a moment, and Priest demanded, “Give ’em to me, or I’ll snatch ’em from you.”
I quickly handed him my panties and watched as he shoved them into his pocket and then walked away. What the hell was he going to do with them?
I shrugged and cleaned myself so that I could get dressed and hopefully leave soon. This man kept me on an emotional rollercoaster ride, and I was exhausted by the dips and turns it had taken today already.