“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
My hips grind and buck against him, his hand around my throat tightens, pushing my head backwards, my head spun with dizziness, “I want your pretty little mouth around my cock.” he whispers.A shiver runs through my body, my hip buck against his hardness, my mouth watered, I wanted to taste him again. “But we have work to do now.” he tells me, then kisses my neck before leaving the car. I sit there breathing hard, still dizzy, my head spinning, my core pulsating like crazy. What the hell just happened? Did he just fake me out?“Nice one Aryan.” I tell him when I finally get inside. He was already swapping out his clothes for the cover all Tim had given to him, a crazy lopsided grin on his face. My eyes run down the length of his entire body, his face, and then the wide expanse of his beautiful chest. I wanted to run my fingers down his chest, feel every ridge, every bump under my fingers. I wanted to grip his shoulders while he rammed himself inside of me, the thought of it was ou
“For crying out loud, please do this some place, and some time else.” Tim cries, he places a hand on my shoulder and that earns him a glare from Aryan, he promptly takes his hand off. “I have to be the one to remind you guys, we have a deadline.”Aryan slowly drops me to the ground, but my entire body still hasn’t recovered from the things he had told me earlier. The words replay in my head over and over again, the corner of my bottom lip is captured between my teeth so I don’t make any noise. “What deadline?”“The one I just created, since the manager is too concerned with dick to care at the moment.” Tim says eyeing me.“When is the deadline you created?”“We officially open this weekend.” “This weekend? We aren’t even close to finishing.” I cry.“Exactly why, less fucky fuck, and more worky work. Lord knows I don’t get paid enough for this. And this time, we switch places. I already finished the front, so you can take out back.” Aryan’s eyes stay on me as he leaves the inside
“Is it just me or would a large pepperoni pizza hit right now?”He gives me a side way glance, chuckling, “I was thinking the same thing.”We stop at the pizza place along the way, both of agreeing that he was much too painted covered to get our food. “How come you didn’t use the shower back at the pub?”“I thought I would use yours.” He answers with a shrug.Shaking my head as I go, a dopey grin on my face as I place our order, as they worked on the order, I input a reminder for the car tomorrow, I was going make good on my word, Chris and I were through being friends. “That took a while.”I slide into the my seat, hands full of stuff, “Good things take time.”“Hey, remember the spot you showed me before? Let us go there, I feel like it would be perfect with the food.” The car rolls to a slow stop, and we find the last of the setting sun, it was pretty, especially the small lake below, the water bounced off the surface. “It is very pretty.”“It is, and the water is not as shal
I stiffened at his words, unable to process what he had just said, pulling back from the hug, I peer into his face for the answers. “What do you mean by that?”He flashed a pained smile, “He could not bully me around much longer when puberty came knocking, I was taller, stronger even, my voice had gotten deeper, and I was always angry, he took the brunt of it and sent me away to a boarding school, I ran away before we even got to England.” he chuckles. He was chuckling but I saw the raw pain in his eyes, they flashed, this was also not a good time for him. “Fell into the wrong crowd, I did not know they were the wrong crowd, I knew everybody else was better than my father. We got caught by the cops after a month or two, and was returned to my father. It was hell all over again, but this time worse, he had cried tears to the officers, thanking them for returning his son, the second we were alone he told me I should have died.” My throat clams up, the hurt in his voice raw, the s