Entangled With The Sinful Priest

CHAPTER FOUR

He randomly said in my ears, “Let's switch.” I was confused at first, but he stood up and laid on the pews. I was on top and smiling at him when I understood what he meant by “switch.”

“Do you know how long I've been wanting to ride you?” I said to him as I wiggled my hips on his c**k.

He took my hands and each of them cupped my breast. “Do you know how much I love boobs? Yours in particular. I'm a sucker for big boobs” Truly, my boobs were big, firm and attractive and it's no surprise he's attracted to them.

The sounds of our moans and bodies slapping against each other filled the chapel. His hands played with my boobs some more and I bit my lips as I enjoyed the pleasurable moments.

He pulled me close to kiss me and suck my boobs, he circled his tongue on my n****e, blowing cold air on it and gently sucking it. I playfully pushed him back and started to ride it with authority.

He couldn't take his eyes off my hard boobs, as they bounced to the rhythm of my riding. He ran his hands up and down my back.

“Am I doing it right?” I asked, asking for verbal assurance, even though his body was in sync with what I was doing.

“Y… Yes,” he was too stunned to speak. I love the way you duck me like a good slut.”

“Ffffuuucccckk, I'm Cumming. Oh My God!” He screwed uncontrollably, shaking vigorously like someone who was being electrocuted.

I hopped off him immediately, kneeling on the floor. I grabbed his c**k and started to firmly jack him off. Licking off the juice from his balls and d**k. I looked him dead in the eyes and I sucked the head of his d**k while jacking off his shaft.

I took his full length all the way in and he cummed in my mouth as I gagged on it.

I cleaned him up, he's been a good boy tonight and I had to return the favours. We lay naked on the pews.

“That was good. You were good. I can't remember the last time I've had such amazing sex.”

He rested his forehead against mine. His arms were around me like a child caught up in the embrace of his mother. "What are you doing to me?"

"You are the one who started this, Father Nathaniel." I smiled.

"No, No! It's Nathaniel to you now." He smiled back. I wondered how quickly he could change the title of Father Nathaniel to just Nathaniel. I hesitated but he insisted.

"Besides, don't remind me," he continues. "You deserve more than this." He said it as if he felt regret for what had just happened.

"Don't," I interrupted quickly, as I placed my hands on his soft pink lips.

He wanted to argue, but instead, he exhaled deeply. "You're right. God forgive me, but I can't regret this."

"Neither can I," "You made me feel alive tonight. Just when I thought I was nothing."

He furrowed his brows and stared at me, wiping up the tears I hadn't realized had fallen. "Who made you feel like nothing?"

"Life has been unkind to me, Nathaniel." Calling him made me feel special; I feel special from the other congregation who added the title 'Father’ to his name.

"You know my situation. I've lost my job, my home... and I don't even know where I'm sleeping tonight." I heaved a sigh of pain.

"You're not sleeping anywhere else but with me tonight." His words felt like a miracle; just when I thought I would be sleeping in the chapel or, worse still, on the street, he proffered a solution to me.

My eyes were wide open in disbelief. "What?"

"I can't believe I'm saying this, but you're coming with me. I have a place, it's not much but it's better than you being stranded."

I searched his face for hesitation. "Nathaniel, why are you doing this to me?"

"Because I care about you, more than I should."

I swallowed hard as if a lump was in it. "You're a priest," I whispered, trying to self-sabotage myself. "This, everything that happened, it's forbidden."

"Maybe, but tell me you didn't feel it, Vanessa. Tell me this was just lust... just a mistake."

"It wasn't a mistake."

"Then, come to my place, even if it's for tonight."

We stood up and dressed up. After dressing up, he pulled my hands gently. I followed through the empty chapel. The man who had been untouchable, devout, holy, and forbidden was offering me a place in his house, not only that, we just had THE best s*x of our lives. It felt like I was living in a movie and it wasn't real.

I pinched myself to be sure I wasn't dreaming but a loud crash came, that indicated I wasn't.

It was so loud it shattered the stillness of the church. "What was that?" I asked, shaking from the shock.

His jaw tightened and his eyes went straight towards the altar. "Stay here. "

"Nathaniel..."

"Stay here," he commanded, leaving no room for argument. He walked away, disappearing into the shadows.

I waited, my heart hammered in my chest.

Then, another crash. This one was louder and closer.

I thought if God was being angry at us for our misdeeds and he's already sending instant judgement.

"Nathaniel?" I shouted but I heard nothing.

"Nathaniel, where are you?" Still there was no response.