Bad Habits: A Dark Anthology - Yolanda Olson Page 0,55
I tell her, and she nods. “Say the words,” I say as I pump my length.
“I want you in me.” That is all it takes for me to settle between her legs, thrusting into her hard. She cries out, and I have to place a palm over her mouth.
“Shh, you wouldn’t want anyone to know about this.”
I move inside her, and she meets my every thrust, her body arching off the bed, her legs wrapping around my waist. Her warmth and heat engulf me. I hold her hands above her head as I pick up the pace, pounding into her tight pussy. I feel my orgasm build, and after one deep thrust, I’m emptying myself inside her as she cries out yet another orgasm of her own.
I rise from the bed, dressing quickly. The last thing I want is to be found in her room.
“I should go.” I lean down and kiss her forehead. Her cheeks are tinged pink, and she smiles at me nervously. I walk backward, taking in her body once more.
“That is how it is supposed to be, Celeste. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.”
Chapter Seven
Celeste
Last night felt like a dream. I’ve never experienced anything like that before. Where Father Thomas is brutal, using my body in ways that hurt and humiliate, Priest is gentle, giving me as much as he takes. I touch my lips as I stare at my reflection in the mirror, still feeling his kisses. My body aches from the beating, but I have never felt more alive. The memory of every one of his touches makes my insides flip. This feeling scares me because I’m afraid it’ll be taken away. If that bitch Concessa finds out, I’ll be beaten black and blue for even looking in Priest's direction. I step out of my room and come face to face with the bitch herself.
“Sleeping in, are we?’ she glares at me, squinting her eyes.
“I felt unwell, Sister.” I lie, refusing to meet her scrutinizing gaze.
“Move along,” she commands. I close my door and rush down the corridor, the good Sister following a few inches behind me.
After the hours, I make my way to the garden. When I reach the tree, strong arms wrap around my waist from behind. I whip my head around and let out a gasp when I see Priest. He's freshly showered and smelling like soap, and something else, something musky that makes me heady. He places a finger to his lips, looking behind me. His strong fingers grip my chin, tilting my face up to meet his gaze. His kiss is vicious and leaves me gasping for breath. This is nothing like last night. He quickly spins me around, fumbling with my habit, as he pulls it up. He tugs my panties down, and I feel the morning chill on my ass.
“I know you’re scared. But I need to feel you,” he whispers. My heart lurches in my throat as he lines his erection between my legs.
“Priest, no, we can’t, not here.” It’s no use protesting as he drives his cock roughly inside me. His fingers dig into my flesh, and he groans as he starts to move in and out of me expertly. I hold onto the tree, my nails digging into the bark. His fingers burn my skin, the heat that resides inside of me threatens to combust, destroying us both. I feel myself climbing, losing myself in the sensation of him inside me. His hips slam against me, and I’m free falling over the edge. I see stars when I come, guttural sounds leaving his lips as he thrusts deeper into me. I’m out of breath, struggling to feel my legs and come down to earth after such a high. I feel Priests release drip down my legs. Voices have me pushing against him. Straightening my habit, I rush away from where he stands pulling up his sweatpants.
“Ah, there you are, Celeste.” Father Thomas peers down at me. I feel my face flush.
“Father. You’re up early.” I say still very much out of breath.
He looks behind me, and I freeze, turning. I let out a breath when I notice that Priest is gone.
“Something the matter?” His jaw clenches.
“Oh, not at all, Father. Can I be of service?” I force a smile.
“I’m trying to locate, Mr. Michaels. You haven’t seen him, have you?”
I clear my throat. “Unfortunately no, Father. It is rather early for the residents.”
His lips purse into a thin line. “Perhaps. I’ll let you get