CHAPTER9
PRIEST
I was headed straightto hell for taking what Rae offered. Even after one kiss, I knew I’d face an eternity of fire and brimstone just to be able to hold her hand. She was everything to me—had been for way too long. Hearing her say she loved me ripped open the cage I’d constructed around my heart. With my lips locked with hers, everything felt possible.
“I’m not taking you on a goddamn tattoo chair.” She’d been straddling my lap, brushing her sweet pussy up against the iron bulge in my jeans. Our first time together needed to be perfect. “Get your things. I’m taking you home.”
“I don’t want to wait.” She tugged her shirt over her chest and tossed it aside. “I’ve waited way too long for you already.”
The sight of her bare skin was impossible to resist. I bent my head and nibbled my way down her neck. Fuck me. She tasted like warm sugar, so soft and so sweet. I reached back and flicked the clasp of her bra. It fell forward, exposing her tits. My mouth watered, and I couldn’t decide whether I wanted to suck or squeeze them first. So, I did both.
She melted into me as I closed my mouth around a nipple. I didn’t deserve this, didn’t deserve her. But I dreamed about her for so fucking long. I might regret it tomorrow, but I was done resisting her.
Guiding her backward, I had her rest her head against the chair. My little ray of sunshine couldn’t wait, so I tugged her pants down her legs and tossed them on top of the shirt she’d already discarded. I could smell the sweet scent of her pussy before I lowered my head between her legs.
My cock went rigid. I could probably come just from one taste of her creamy cunt, but I wanted our time together to last as long as possible. When I came to my senses later, I’d be grateful I hadn’t rushed things.
“Oh, Priest.” She lifted her head and met my gaze. Those big brown eyes shone with love. I locked eyes with her as I dipped my head and slowly slid my tongue up her inner thigh.
“So good. You taste like peaches and cream on a sunny day, baby.” I nudged my nose into her, cementing the scent of her desire to memory. Then I lapped at her clit like I was trying to figure out how many licks it would take to reach her creamy center.
She came hard, pulsing against my tongue. Her hands fisted in my hair, holding me exactly where she wanted me, and it was hot as fuck. I continued to suck on her swollen nub until another orgasm built. Damn, she was beautiful as she balanced on the edge of her release. I couldn’t wait to plunge inside her and feel the tight walls of her pussy clench around me as she came undone. For now, I slipped a finger inside and stroked her g-spot while I coaxed her to another release.
The way she moved, angling her hips and grinding against my chin, was art in motion. I wished I had a pencil so I could sketch what she looked like. I’d tattoo the image on my chest if she’d let me. That way, I could see it every fucking day.
“That was… wow. I mean, I never expected it to feel like that.” Her eyes were wide and unfocused. I loved the just-fucked look I’d put on her face.
“Wait. Have you never…” The thought of another man putting his hands on what I’d always wanted to be mine had my fingers curling into fists.
She tucked her chin against her chest. “I was saving myself. Thought maybe one day you’d finally stop looking at me like a child, and?—”
I launched myself up her body and planted my mouth on hers. The knowledge I was the only man to ever taste her hollowed out my insides. She’d saved herself for me, and I’d been on a self-imposed ban for more than ten years. Maybe weweremeant to be together.
“Are you mad?” she whispered against my mouth.
I could never be angry with her for giving me so much of herself. “No, Sunshine. I’m just sorry you’re wasting such a gift on an old man like me.”
“Get over yourself. You’re in better shape than guys my age. And if you don’t want me, then I’ll just have to become an old maid like in the olden days.” She bit down on her lip, looking fucking adorable.
“I’ve never wanted anything more.” I held her gaze, hoping she realized the weight of my admission.
“Since you refuse to have me on your tattoo chair, will you take me home, please?”
“When you ask so politely, how can I refuse you?” I teased. In the space of a few minutes, everything had changed. I’d always had a special place in my heart for Rae, but now my love for her took up my whole chest cavity. I’d resigned myself to playing a bit part in her life, watching her experience all the milestones her dad would miss. I hadn’t figured out how to reconcile the fact the dreams I barely dared to entertain were becoming my reality.
Within minutes, I’d locked up the shop, and we headed back to my place. Our place, if she wanted. I’d give her everything I owned and every single part of me. It only seemed fair since she’d given me a new lease on life.
We stepped onto the porch, and I swept her into my arms. “Do you mind if I jump the gun and carry you over the threshold?”
Her smile could have lit up the whole state of Montana. “Please do.”
We entered the cabin with her arms wrapped around my shoulders. Everything looked brighter, like I was seeing it for the first time. I carried her to the bedroom and gently set her in the middle of the bed.
“There’s no rush, Rae. We’ve got all the time in the world.” I pulled off my jacket and held out my hand for her coat. By the time I crossed the room to hang them up in the closet, she’d pulled off all her clothes and tugged the covers up to her chin.
“I’ve waited twenty-four years for you, and I’m not about to wait another instant.”
I was so eager to take her, to make her mine in all the ways that mattered. Reaching behind me, I grabbed hold of my shirt and tugged it over my head. Rae’s eyes darkened in appreciation. I worked my belt free, then pushed my jeans down my legs and stepped out of them. My cock had been rock hard since the tattoo shop and strained against the front of my boxer briefs.
