“Keep your hands on the railing,” lowering to my knees, my hands gliding slowly up her thighs. I see just how wet she is—how perfect her body is, the way it tempts me to break it, even though I’m supposed to put her back together.
No woman has ever done this to me. They were faceless, placeholders for a quick thrill, fleeting and forgettable. Seraphina is nothing like that. She is beneath my skin, running through my blood, and I’d do anything for her. She makes me lose control.
I hook her leg over my shoulder, her bare ass touching the metal railing draws a gasp of shock, but I am there as her rock, her anchor to keep her steady. I drag a finger through her folds, eliciting a soft whimper as I part her thighs further, then dive in. My tongue ravishes her, one finger sliding inside, then a second, curling just right to hit that magic spot. Her legs begin to tremble uncontrollably as I suck on her clit.
“Trey…oh God, please…”
I wrench my lips from her clit. “Scream my name as you come on my face.” I plunge my tongue into her again, and sheshamelessly rides me, rocking back and forth with abandon. Leaning into me, her back arching like she wants me to fucking consume her, and I intend to.
Her breathing hitches, her hand comes off the railing and grips my hair. Just as I can feel her teetering on the edge, I pull back and swat her pussy firmly.
“Trey!” she screams, her orgasm crashing over her with a force I haven’t felt from her in a long time. I lick and swallow every drop of her release before sliding out from underneath, steadying her legs so she doesn’t collapse.
“I said, keep your hands on the railing. Dove.”
I rise in front of her. She stumbles slightly, blinking, eyes hazy and unfocused. I turn her gently back toward me, pulling her in and kissing her again.
Our tongues meet, slow and unsteady—drunk on each other.
I reach behind her, quickly undoing her bra.
Her breasts spill free into my hands, and I cup and roll her nipples between my fingers while kissing and sucking along her neck, feeling her pulse shiver beneath my touch. I undo my trousers, shoving them down my thighs along with my boxers, my cock springing free, hard and slick with anticipation. I want nothing more than to fuck her hard and fast like an animal, but this requires a careful, deliberate approach. My piercings catch the light from behind me as I grab the base, sliding it through her wet pussy toward her back hole while she writhes against me.
“Are you sure you—”
“Yes! Just fuck me already!” she groans, voice ragged.
The mouth on my fallen nun…
I slap her ass. “Patience, baby. I don’t want this to hurt unnecessarily.” I coat my cock with her juices and bend her over further, spitting on her hole. I gather her hair in my fist andtug it so she’s looking back at me. “Suck,” I command softly, pressing two of my fingers into her mouth.
She opens instantly, wrapping her tongue around them, sucking hard. Once they’re wet, I pull them from her mouth and kiss her deeply, tasting her.
I circle one finger around her back hole before slowly thrusting inside, breaching that impossibly tight ring of muscle.Motherfucker, she’s tight.I lean over, kissing her deep and filthy, matching the rhythm of my thrusts to my tongue in her mouth. It doesn’t take long for her to start grinding back on my finger, so I carefully push a second one in alongside the first. My cock is rock hard as she whimpers and moans into my mouth, and I scissor my fingers inside her, stretching her as best as I can.
“Trey, please,” she begs over my lips. “I want you inside me. I want to feel the stretch, the pain. I want to feel alive…with you.”
Jesus fucking Christ. I’ll never stop being thankful for the day I walked into that church and tied my fate to this beautiful, fucking nun, bent over and begging for my cock in her ass.
“Baby, I’m big, and you’ve never taken a cock in your ass before.”
If she was an altar boy, however… they get all the action.
That’s fucked.
Precisely.
“I can take you,” she says, grinding back against me.
I laugh. “It’ll hurt.”
“It’s okay. I trust you.”
Motherfucking shit.
“I’m trying to take it easy on you.” I pull my fingers free and position myself at her back entrance, pushing in slowly, letting the crown of my cock slip inside.
“Oh, God,” she moans, hands tightening around the railing.
