I let out an awkward chuckle and extracted myself from his hug, his family had excited and expectant smiles on their faces.“I am here for work, Father Aryan, please lead the prayer for the departed.” I give him a tight smile, and I can see a thousand questions in his eyes, a million emotions in them. Great. “Oh, yes please, close your eyes everyone.” Mrs Logan commanded as they are trickle around her, forming a circle. Aryan led the prayers, and I felt safe enough to breath as the pain meds started to kick in, and when I turn, I lock eyes with Victor who was beaming at me. Goosebumps cover my entire body, and not even the good kind. Victor always creeped the shit out of me, like why was he doing that right now? Especially when his family had their eyes shut. I always found his doting cute, and beneficial so I agreed to go on a date with him once, the whole time he straight up worshiped me, he took my words as the final say, you might say that was supposed to be a good thing, but
I stare at him long and hard, no hint of what he just said on his features. He did not look how I felt, pulse racing, pussy dripping, mouth watering. He looked too calm and composed. “You really have to stop doing that.” I tell him.“Doing what?”My eyes narrow at the innocent blinking he was doing, “Saying stuff that you know I want to hear, stuff that has my palm sweating in anticipation, and then pretending like you said nothing at all.” He says nothing, not surprisingly. I roll my eyes and settle into my seat, thinking about Victor and that crazy look in his eye. How did I manage to run into him? “Did you sleep with victor?”The question is so out of nowhere, that I have to sit up and look t his face if he meant to ask that, no preamble. “Why is that your business?”“Is it not?”“It definitely isn’t. You are literally just my boss.”“I thought I was your friend.”That stuns me and leaves me and the rest of the ride to the pub, silent. I did it, I became his friend, now that
We all can agree that I had a long day, so when I was finished from the bank, I went straight home, skipped dinner but had a nice warm bath and settled into bed. I know you must be wondering what Aryan’s response was to my baiting, the priest did not ignore me this time, he muttered, “Maybe I will.” Under his breath, and I played his part, by pretending he did not say that, because if he wants to do something about it, I should have no say in it. Anyway, I was cuddled up in bed, with his journal that I hadn’t finished reading yet, my eyes at the pages that tween Aryan wrote. Even at such a young age his writing was great, he explained things his father had said to him in explicit detail, giving us a window into his childhood. His father much like my parents, never laid a hand on him, but acted like he should be grateful he was hitting him with words instead. Poor tween Aryan usually went days without food, but his father had the money to take proper care of him, he just would not
“Do you think there’s any chance he is looking for us for a job well done?”I scoff as I emerge from underneath his table, he had been tapping his leg when his boss was here, I had held it in place, whilst giving him a massage to soothe his nerves, he ended up having a boner. “Asides my parents, I was disliked by a lot of adults, and that sounded like a disgruntled boss, not the rewarding boss.” I tell him while straightening my jacket. “What kind of things did you do to end up like that?”I smirk and shrug, “All kinds of stuff, now, I believe you are stalling to lose that boner before we get there.” “And you and your pretty little mouth isn’t helping.” he says shutting his eyes with a groan.“I see you thought about Tim had said. I bet you imagined all night, my mouth around your...” I don’t get to finish the statement, his palm slapped across my mouth. His eyes were dark, I smirk from behind his palm,“Don’t complete that.” he says looking down at the growing boner.I gently pry
“You hate it.” I say with realization.He frowns at me, his brows almost touching, even with a frown on his face he still looked extremely beautiful. I shook my head, this was not the time to get distracted by his beauty. “What?”“You hate being a priest, you absolutely despise it, you don’t want to do it, so why?”The frown lines disappear, he had a guarded expression on his face. I peer into his eyes, trying to find what exactly he was trying to keep close to him. “I love being a priest.” he winces slightly at his obvious lie.“If you were going to lie, you should not be so terrible at the lie, especially since you were lying to a liar.” He says nothing and resumes going through the papers in front of him, ignoring me and the daggers I was staring into him. “Painting the pub comes next, it was a commitment you made on your own, don’t miss it.” I tell him, pick up my bag and everything that belonged to me, before leaving. Not knowing where to go next, since I did not exactly hav
The air stills and charges around us as we hold eye contact, he struggles to keep his calm but was failing, his growing boner pressed against me was evidence enough. His fist kept clenching and unclenching behind my ass, his hands cup my ass and squeeze, the jolt from his hands on my ass causes me to drop my phone, and it lands face up, and the light dims, leaving us in in the red lights. Our breaths come out strained, I stared at him, needing him to make the first move, his hands on my ass was driving me insane, my eyes rolled to the back, when his fat cock pushed against the material of both our clothes and poked at my stomach. “You drive me crazy.” he murmurs against my ear.My hand finds his cock and I cup it, he groaned against my skin, I watch as his eyes fluttered shut. “What do you want me to do for you daddy?” I whisper.Massaging him in my hands, I stroke his cup, moving and gliding my hands up and down his clothed shaft. He jumped and moved, shaking, asking for more, it
“Right here, I will be out in a second.” Aryan answers his boss.His cock slides out of my mouth, and throws his cassock on, I stay kneeling on the floor, annoyed out of my mind. “Stay right here, I will see what he wants and be right back.” he whispers to me as he pulls his briefs back up his swollen cock. Suddenly, I wished I wasn’t on my period, if he was buried deep in my pussy, he would have my scent all over him. I sigh and get back up to my feet, knowing him, the mood was already dead, Now that I got a taste of his cock, which I absolutely love, I dam not sure I would be able to keep hands to myself, I mean, that was the best looking, best tasting cock I had ever seen, and you all saw how I went in for seconds, barely a minute after he came, I wanted more. From the sound of their voices, they were in the living room, so I leave the red room, and slip into his bathroom, making no sounds as I go. His bathroom is like his bedroom, so many expensive things and expensive product
The shock causes us to pull apart, my head smacking against the hood of the car, I ignore the pain to search for the owner of the voice, Aryan’s hold around my waist tightens out of reflex than anything. Both of us holding our breaths, waiting for who had called his name. “Chris.” I breath in relief.He gestured for us to wind down the windows, and I automatically press the buttons, giving me a view of his disgust clouded expression, “What the hell do you think you are a doing? In broad daylight? And in public?”I look around us, Aryan had put the car in park but the car was slanted, not close to the pub and definitely in public eye. I straighten my top and start to climb down from Aryan’s legs, but he pulls me down back to his legs, stunned, I watch his face for an explanation but he was staring at Chris, and Chris’s jaw worked hard. “He is right, anybody could have seen.” I tell him softly, trying and succeeding this time to lift myself off his legs.“Melanie, come out.” Chris sa