Nicholas p.o.v.
As my fingers still thrusting in and out from her, my eyes glued to my cassock—what about my vow? A vow I made before my family and God? What does an oath mean to me if, after twelve long years of swearing chastity, I’m shoving my fingers up a woman’s wet cunt?
But then Xenia came, and my eyes flickered down at her breathless body under me, her whimper the most beautiful hymn I’ve heard in my life, and everything else vanished except her and her smell and her taste and the feeling of her p***y clenching around my finger.
I couldn't look away from her innocent teary eyes blinking up at me, watching me as if she was waiting for more...and then she moved her hips when I removed my fingers, grinding her body in demand as she bit her bottom lip and f**k I lost all of my sen
