Chapter 23 #2
I smiled against her. “This is the only time that communion with god feels real to me.” I landed a small kiss, brushing my touch over her hand and guiding her touch further up my thigh. “Feeling us skin to skin like this, hearing your fervent breaths, floating closer and closer to heaven…”
“It is a lot like a prayer, then, isn’t it?” Lilith murmured against my lips, inching up between my legs. Her touch pressed against my panties and she sucked in a breath. “Your holy waters greet me already? They’ve soaked you already?”
“Being near you is enough… I’m always wet for you, Lilith. Don’t you know that?”
“Get naked for me?” she asked so sweetly. “Like we were in the lake that day.”
“That means you, too, then,” I said, already reaching to pull off my gown.
Lilith unbuttoned the top collar of her sheer, white nightie and stood, dropping it to the floor.
I tossed mine in a heap next to hers, feeling the cool of the night air chill my skin…
only to look upon her bare form and experience a rush of warmth as I took her in.
Her golden hair almost glowed white in the light of the moon.
Every beam that touched her perfect skin only accentuated her curves.
The fall of her heavy breasts, the tilt of her chin, the dip of her hips, and the way her upper thighs touched so softly together.
My awe dumbfounded me as I leaned forward, forgetting that I myself was naked, and only caring about her.
“God, you’re a perfect angel, aren’t you?
” I reached out, taking her by the waist and pulling her to stand between my knees.
Looking up at her, I asked, “Let me suck on you before I let you have me? I need these perfect tits in my mouth again.”
The corner of her lip quirked as she looked down at me, running her fingers through my hair. “You’re supposed to be the one praying while I receive your blessings tonight, remember?”
“Oh, this is a prayer,” I growled against the fullness of her breast. “My most ardent plea to god.” I brushed my lower lip over her hard, pink nipple. “To worship your perfect tits. Please, let me?”
Her lips parted as she watched my movements, swaying slightly as she stood. “Yes, suck on me, demon lips. Go ahead.” She cradled the back of my head. “Have your fill.”
A wicked grin spread across my face as I looked up at her, maintaining eye contact as I lapped my tongue against her, flicking her nipple back and forth. “I’m afraid I’ll never be full enough of you… but I’ll sure as hell try tonight, and every night you allow me.”
“You’re so bad,” she whispered hoarsely. “Don’t stop.”
While one hand held her waist, my other cupped the breast I wasn’t yet devouring. After rolling her nipple with my tongue, I spread my lips over her and sucked one breast while my free hand toyed with her exposed nipple.
Lilith let out a small whimper, leaning over and holding onto my shoulder. “It must be a sin… how good you feel.”
I pulled off her with a pop, smirking as I moved to her left breast. “I could suck on you all day, angel. I stare at these tits through your tunic… your hands when you pray nestle just… here…” I ran a finger down her cleavage. “You torment me with that.”
“Oh? Like this?” she said, feigning innocence and making prayer hands between her breasts, pushing them to either side. “Does this drive you mad, demon?”
A small guttural sound left my throat. “You naughty little angel.” I cupped her tits, weighing them in my palms. “You know it does and yet you do it anyway. Who’s the bad nun, now?”
With a sly smirk, she pushed me backwards onto the bed. “Now it’s my turn.”
I put my hands behind my head. “Do your worst, angel. My body is my offering; my bed is my altar. Kill me, devour me, send me to heaven, I don’t much care as long as it’s you doing it.”
“So poetic,” she said, climbing on top of me, peppering my collarbone and neck with kisses. “You’ve been reading too many psalms. Or perhaps, Song of Solomon. I still can’t believe that sexy book made it into the bible.” Dipping down lower, she licked at my nipples, imitating what I’d done to her.
My breath escaped my throat with a hum, relishing the feeling of her mouth on my skin. “Father Benedict calls Song of Solomon pornographic and refuses to preach sermons on it.”
Lilith giggled, rolling my nipple with her lips. Her palm skimmed down my stomach, stopping low beneath my hips. “Tell me if I do something wrong… or something you don’t like, okay?”
Leaning up a bit, I grazed my fingers through her hair, tugging lightly at her messy braid. “I will, don’t worry. Just do what feels right to you, and it’ll feel good to me, trust me. Though, I’m happy to guide you down the path of righteousness if you like.”
She rolled over onto her side, propping up on her elbow as she ran a tantalizing finger ever so lightly up and down my clit. Her blue eyes roamed my body slowly, unhurried as if she were making this encounter last as long as possible. “Have you been with a woman before?”
“Yes.”
“Before or after becoming a nun?”
My mind had a hard time focusing on anything but her touch as it pressed closer and closer to my wetness with each lazy stroke. “After.”
“Fascinating… so another nun, then? Or… a parishioner?”
My answering tone was a teasing sort of plea. “Why are you asking me these things with your fingers in my pussy? Why aren’t you inside me already?”
She stopped stroking, resting her palm between my legs. “I just… have you been with… Iris?”
I sat up on my elbows and arched a brow. “Iris Maison? No, I haven’t.”
“Sister Pandorian?”
“No.”
“Sister Delilyx?”
“Lilith, no, I haven’t.” Though she was one guess away from who I had been with…
but that wasn’t what she was thinking. It wasn’t this.
This was different. What I’d done with Reverend Mother was a whole other category.
Our sessions were something a prim and proper nun like Lilith wouldn’t understand.
Maybe eventually I’d tell her… for now, though, it wasn’t relevant to anything. “Where is this coming from?”
She looked down and lifted a shoulder. “You’re so… experienced. I’m not. I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“Whatever you do will be perfect.” I took her chin and tilted her gaze to meet mine.
“Your emerald green eyes are so pretty,” she said softly.
A smile tugged at my lips. “This is enough, you know? Just laying here in bed like this, naked, talking to you like… like real people. I like sex with you, and I certainly want more of it, but this…” I shook my head.
“This is everything I could ever hope for. This is an answer to prayers I’d never have the nerve to petition god for. ”
Lilith tilted her head and closed her eyes before letting out a long sigh. “Why did you have to be so perfect?” Her middle two fingers extending then, reminding me of where her hand rested. “So wet for me,” she breathed. “Is this honey all for me?”
“It’s all yours,” I leaned back. “Your touch feels so good.”
“Really?” she asked, swirling her fingers around my opening. “Do you want to feel me inside you?”
“God yes.”
“Do you think god sees us now?” She slipped the tips of her two fingers inside me. “Do you think god is watching me push into you like this?”
“I hope so.” A gasp left my throat at the feel of her. “You feel perfect, Lilith. Keep doing that.”
“This?” she asked, rocking her palm and pushing her fingers in and out of me.
The sounds of my wetness echoed indecently through the stone room.
“You’re squeezing against me,” she breathed, grazing her lips against my ear, enveloping me in her faint vanilla scent.
“It’s like you’re trying to swallow me whole. ”
“I am,” I replied, the words sounding more like a whimper than an answer. “I’m your demon, after all.”
“That you are.” She picked up the pace then, slipping in and out of me. My wetness pooling under my ass, soaking the sheets as my hips rocked into her movements.
“You’re going to… I’m going to… fuck,” I breathed, grabbing onto her arm.
“Kiss me as you do,” she said, pressing her mouth against mine as she maintained her rhythm. “Kiss me as you come.”
“God,” I groaned onto her tongue. Another moan pushed into her mouth as my body shattered around her hand. “You’re so… that was…”
“Oh, Sister… you’ve made a mess,” she said, pulling out and swirling her fingers around my mound. “I should clean you up, don’t you think?”
I nodded, kissing her softly. “It’s what any good nun would do, clean up the mess she made.”
“I think so, too.” Lilith sat up and moved to kneel on the floor.
She parted my knees and looked up at me.
I watched as her gaze fell to my pussy, drenched and on full display for her—the moon my personal spotlight.
Good thing Reverend Mother had spanked the shame right out of me or I may have moved to cover myself from her curious and thoughtful gaze. Instead, I watched her look me over.
“Do you like what you see?” I asked. “I take it you’ve never seen a woman like this?”
She shook her head. “Never… and you’re just as exquisite as I imagined you’d be.”
“Go ahead, angel.” I tilted my chin. “Have a taste.”
Lilith hummed low in her throat, parting my knees further. “Yes, I believe I will. I believe I’d like to bathe in your holy waters, Jezebella.”
She leaned forward and pressed her tongue firmly to my slit.
I let out a groan at the warm, wet contact of her.
Lilith let out a moan of her own. “If this is how good you taste… I may never leave. I may never stop drinking from you, bathing in you.”
I didn’t want to think of her leaving at all.
Reaching down, I raked my fingers through her hair, pulling her face closer.
“Don’t stop,” I demanded softly. What I wanted to say was, Don’t leave.
Stay. Stay here with me forever. But I didn’t.
I couldn’t bring myself to say such a selfish thing.
As horrid as her home convent sounded, it is where she took her vows, and really, I had no idea what her life was like there.
Maybe she had friends, or people important to her there.
Suddenly, I didn’t want to think about that either.
Lilith licked my slit with the flat of her tongue, sending heat rushing to my core as my release built again.
“Focus here.” I directed her, reaching down and circling my clit with my fingers. “Then here.” I dropped lower, dipping my fingers into my opening. “Try both, try it slowly, then increase your speed a bit.”
Lilith’s palms pushed up my inner thighs and wrapped around my legs to hold my hips. She nodded, sticking out her tongue and keeping her blue eyes on me as she circled my clit. “Like this?” she mumbled.
God, if I could have recorded one moment in time to replay over and over again—it would have been that one. “Yes,” I sighed, the thoughts of her leaving evaporating slowly. “Keep doing that.”
“Will you come in my mouth like this?” she asked, still circling, pausing to lap at my opening, the combination pushing me closer and closer to bliss. “Like I did for you?”
I nodded. “If you want me to.”
“I do,” she murmured against me. “Baptise me in you, please. Oh, Jezebella, soak me in your waters, please. I need it… I need you, desperately.”
“Fuck,” I groaned, gripping her hair as her mouth worked against all my most sensitive spots. “I’m going to fucking drown you.”
“Yes,” she begged. “Do it, please.”
Usually I held back this part of myself.
I certainly didn’t explode for Reverend Mother.
She tended me like a flame, keeping me contained so that my desire did not burn the church to rubble.
Even in my private time alone, touching myself in bed, I practiced restraint.
But now… with an angel licking my cunt into oblivion, begging for me…
I let go. My own personal heaven raptured me in that moment, and I let out a cry that was probably too loud, but I didn’t care—and neither did Lilith.
As her tongue kept circling my clit, she opened her mouth wide to receive me… and her prayers were answered.
In a gush, my holy waters washed over her.
The sounds of her lapping, gulping, and breathing sounded through the room as I writhed, pulling her hair, tugging at the bedsheets as my orgasms doubled on top of each other, one after the next, gush after gush.
It could have been seconds, minutes, or hours, I had no perception of time. “Yes, oh my god,” Lilith breathed. “You… oh, my god, Jezebella.”
When the room stopped spinning, I sat up on my elbows to take her in.
The hair around her face and the bottom half of her braid were soaked.
The bed and sheets below me were a puddle of my cum.
Lilith licked at her chin. “You’re dripping down my face…
you’ve baptized me in you and I am now resurrected to live a brand new life. ”
I huffed a small laugh at her repeating the age-old baptism phrase priests and pastors alike would use during the ceremony.
“You prayed for it, I answered.” Though it was more than that.
I wished I could explain to her how it was more.
How she’d helped me let go, how she’d guided me towards a better version of myself.
I wished I could tell her how free I felt with her…
If only I had the nerve to express that this was the first time I felt like a woman and not just a nun.
Yet at the same time… I’d never felt more holy than I did when I was naked in bed with her.
“Let it be so,” she said with a smirk, wiping at the wetness on her cheeks.
“Let it be so?” I quirked an eyebrow. “Don’t you mean amen?”
“Yes, of course,” she answered quickly. “I should get you some fresh sheets.”
Sitting up, I grabbed her wrist. “Who says we’re finished?”
Lilith’s mouth dropped in surprise before she smiled with delight. “You want more?”
“Don’t you?”
She nodded. “I do… are you always this insatiable?”
“All demons are.”
Lilith smiled a devious grin. “And all angels must oblige.”