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My Darkest Hour; Het - Cliff/OFC Dave/OFC
Topic Started: May 24, 2012, 7:03 pm (7,531 Views)
Lucifer's Angel
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Ooooh, that was so fucking hot and they didn't get naked yet :lol: :drool More! :drool
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@Lilith: Haha, yeah, he is sinfully hot! I'm so glad you liked the chapter! :D
@Gio: Lol, I'm sorry. I know my chapters are short, but I think daily updates are the best, right? ^^
@Wishful: Hehe, I'm so glad that you're liking it! :) Thank you for reading!
@Lucifer's Angel: Nope, they're not naked...yet. :lol: Here's more!
@CarpeDiemBaby: I'm sorry! I just love my cliffhangers, hehe. xD I'm so glad you liked the kiss! :heart: More smutty stuff in this chapter!

Chapter XXII


My heart hammers in my chest as I wait to see just what it is that Dave wants to do to me. He's not going to fuck me and I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. I know a little about sex, but not that much. I have no idea what Dave's talking about when he says I'll get virginal blood on the floor.

"Heh. I have an idea. Come over here," Dave orders me as he sits on the stool in the center of the room and fixes me with glassy grown eyes.

Trying to make my jelly-like legs move, I force myself to my feet and take a weak step forwards. Why does Dave make me feel all warm and wet inside and out? My impulses tell me just to fly to him and kiss him hard. My body tells me that I can't even take a step towards him without falling over.

"No, no, not like that," Dave reprimands me. "I want you on your knees. Crawl to me."

"Why?" I ask suspiciously, finally finding my voice. I try to act like Dave's having no effect on me, but I fail miserably. Just to please him, I get on my knees and crawl across the hard tile floor to him. The tile scrapes against my knees and I wonder if they're going to be bleeding by the time I make it to Dave.

"You're asking me why?" Dave smirks. "Basically 'cause you look sexy on your knees like that. Besides, I can think of a hell of a lot of things you could do for me in that position. This ain't about me though, it's about you being punished for being such a naughty girl."

I come to a halt in front of Dave and look up at him innocently. I think Dave likes my innocence. His smirk turns nasty and he grabs my arm, yanking me upwards before he practically throws me across his lap. I have no idea what he's doing and this is a very awkward position for me to be in!

As I lay on my stomach on Dave's lap, I can feel his hand on my leg. He grabs the edge of my dress and pulls it up, up, up. I suddenly feel very self conscious as Dave lifts the skirt all the way up to my waist. He can see my panties and all of my legs now. I'm suddenly glad that I'm staring at the floor so I don't have to blush with embarrassment.

"Dave?" I can't help but whisper nervously. "What are we doing?"

"Hm...good question. What are we doing?" Dave literally mocks my question as he runs a hand up my leg. I jerk my legs together as Dave's hand brushes over my thigh like the soft caress of butterfly wings. Dave's sickly sweet voice comes again, "Just how sorry are you for your sins?"

"Um, sorry?" I whisper, not sure what kind of answer Dave's looking for.

Smack! Dave suddenly brings his hand down hard and spanks me! I cry out since I haven't been expecting him to do this. Dave doesn't even flinch though. He shakes his ginger head and says, "That just won't do. You have to be more sorry than that. Are you sorry enough to let me do whatever I want to do to you?"

"Yes," I whisper, tensing as I wait for Dave to hit me again.

He does. Smack! My untouched skin burns and sizzles as Dave repeatedly spanks me. His voice comes as a purr in my ear as he murmurs, "Good girl. Will you give yourself to me? Let me be your first and only?"

I can't imagine being with anyone but Dave. He's the only one I want in my life. I nod without hesitation and reply, "Of course."

Smack! Dave brings his hand down on me one more time, leaving my tender skin feeling bruised and raw. He goes back to stroking my thigh and murmurs, "I suppose I can forgive you under these conditions. You have a nice ass, you know that?"

I'm not really sure what to reply to that and so I say nothing and try to keep the tears of pain from flowing out of the corners of my eyes. Dave probably has some kinky fantasies about sex, but he can't use them with me. At least, I don't think he can...or can he?

Dave pulls me up and sits me on his lap upright. He takes my legs and wraps them around his waist. Still embarrassed at him seeing my bare legs and panties moments earlier, I stare at the ground and stubbornly refuse to meet Dave's eyes.

A firm hand finds my chin and Dave pulls it down so that I'm forced to look at him. As our eyes meet, he murmurs, "You ain't my first, baby. I've seen about a million naked girls. There's no need to be embarrassed around me. 'Course, you can keep blushing like that if you want though. It's sexy as hell."

Embarrassment, shame, guilt, and excitement somehow manage to blur together until I can no longer identify the chaotic string of emotions running through my veins. Dave is grinning at me and I can tell he likes the blush of humiliation that spreads across my cheeks. I wait for him to make the next move because I don't have any inclination of what to do. Dave probably could write a book on sex. Knowing me, I would be reading that book and trying to learn what it is all about.

"So now that I've punished you, we're free to do whatever we want," Dave smirks at me as he roughly pushes my loose hair behind my ears so I can't hide behind it. Dave's hand brushes against my thigh and he leans forwards so our noses are touching as me murmurs, "What do you want to do?"

"I...I don't know," I stammer. Dave's driving this little red love machine and I'm just along for the ride.

"Are you sure?" Dave murmurs in a silky smooth voice as he pushes my skirt up to my waist again and stares at the milky white skin of my legs. "Tell me something. Did it hurt? Your punishment?"

I think about the spanking and wince as I imagine Dave's hand coming down on my tender flesh once more. I guess my expression is more than enough of an answer for Dave since he laughs quietly and continues fingering the edge of my skirt, which has now been tugged up to my waist. Suddenly, Dave gets a mischievous look in his eyes. Without any warning, he tugs the dress up over my head in a smooth, fluid motion. Dave's even good at removing clothes. What is Dave not good at?

Feeling extremely embarrassed about sitting in my bra and panties on Dave's lap, I lean forwards and try to bury myself against his chest. Dave, unfortunately, is unmerciful. He pushes me away from him and murmurs, "Don't fucking do that. I want to get a good look at you, bitch."

Dave's dark, glassy eyes travel from my bare shoulders, across my chest, over my stomach, and then down. Shivers of anticipation and fear ripple and pool in the pit of my stomach somewhere. What does Dave think of me? I'm half positive that he's going to reject me for not looking good enough under that heavy black dress I was wearing earlier.

"Hell, you're not bad looking at all, are you?" Dave says, immediately reassuring me that he's not going to ditch me for a prettier chick with a better body. I let out a small sigh of relief as Dave tugs on my bra strap and murmurs, "I still say you would make a sexy nun."

"Dave!" I burst out in a rather flustered voice. Here we are half-naked in a church and Dave wants to talk about nuns!

"Hey, it's fucking true!" Dave laughs. "I'd go to church to confess my sins every week if there were hot chicks like you sauntering around the church. Anyways, how are you feeling now? Does it still hurt?"

"Um..." I mumble, starting to get a little less self conscious about sitting in my bra and panties on Dave's lap. "Not as much now. It just stings a tiny bit. Why?"

"I can make all that pain go away, you know. I can send you up to the heavens and catch you when you fall back to earth. Will you let me?" Dave requests, his eyes growing darker with lust until they're almost pitch black. I know he has a dirty plan in mind, but all I can do is nod.

"Naughty girl," Dave whispers in my ear as his fingertips walk up the inside of my thighs. I try to push my legs together a bit defensively, but I can't since they've been wrapped around Dave's waist. Dave's smirk twists devilishly and he brushes the pads of his fingers against my panties. A strange tingling sensation forms just below my stomach. It's almost an uncomfortable sensation, one that I've never had before. Dave has caused a lot of unknown feelings in me lately, but nothing ever like this before.

"Dave, what the hell?" I trail off as Dave continues rubbing me with his fingertips. A scorching warmth forms between my legs and before I know it, I'm wet. Really, really wet. I don't know how this happened, but I know it has something to do with the way Dave is touching me.

"Just go with it," Dave whispers in my ear, somehow managing to tickle my skin with his lips. I shiver again.

Very carefully, Dave hooks a finger around my panties and drags them down my legs. My cheeks turn a fiery red and I turn away from Dave and let my hair fall into my face. Never before has anyone seen me this naked before. I feel strange and uncomfortable, yet, for some cursed reason, I'm not telling Dave to stop.

To be continued...
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OMG! This is so hot! :drool (There there are the spanks I was waiting for!) :heart:
Though, I'm getting very nervous about what's going in there, I don't want her to be caught like that. lol :blink:
Moar!
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:drool :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool

I want Dave to punish to me too :drool :biggrin
That was fucking hot! :heart:
More pleaseee :P
Edited by CarpeDiemBaby, June 16, 2012, 4:06 pm.
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I agree with the girls, that was fucking hot! :drool
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EEPP I need a cold shower and a lay down now *Fans myself* SMOKIN'!!!!!!!!
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Hot... :drool but still torturing!! GIVE US MORE!
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@Gio: Hehe, that chapter was still torturing? This next chapter should be the most smutty so far. :D
@Wishful: Here, you can borrow my fan! *passes you my fan* Thanks for reading. ^^
@Lucifer's Angel: Glad you liked it. :) Hope you like this next chapter too!
@Lilith: Haha, yup! I kept thinking that spanking was too hot to pass up. :P And yeah...she could still get caught! :S Thanks for the review!
@CarpeDiemBaby: I know, I want Dave to punish me as well! :P :heart: I'm so glad you liked the chapter! Here's more! ^^

Chapter XXIII


Dave eases my panties down my legs and dumps them on the floor before his eyes go straight to the area between my thighs. Then he sees the way I'm trying to hide myself from him and sighs. A hand lifts the sheet of hair off of my face and for once, Dave speaks nicely to me. There's no dirty undertone in his voice as he murmurs, "Hey, relax a bit. You know I'd never hurt you, right?"

I think about this for a moment. Dave does has a point. He's never hurt me before. I acknowledge him and nod slightly, still unable to meet his eyes.

"Kat, if we ever want to be together, this is the next step in that direction. You want that, right? You want us to be together someday?" Dave asks, trying to search my eyes even though I'm looking away from him still. Dave does have a good point though, so I nod again. Dave goes on, "Good. Now I know this seems really fucked up to a preacher's daughter like you, but you'll feel more pleasure than pain in a moment. I guarantee it."

I'm not sure if I'm really going to feel anything other than awkwardness, but I decide to believe that Dave knows what he's talking about. Nodding, I keep my legs spread open for him and whisper in a nervous voice, "Okay, just don't stare. Kiss me, won't you?"

Dave looks a little taken aback by my request, but does as I say. Our lips meet and this time, Dave feeds me soft, butterfly kisses. He seems to know I can't take too much right now and he's aware that if he pushes me too much, I'll run away scared.

As our lips mingle and flirt, Dave brushes two fingers against the warm folds between my legs. Unable to control it, I feel myself dripping onto his fingers. Dave pulls his fingers away and breaks off the kiss as he glances at his sticky fingertips and murmurs, "Damn, you're wet. Really fucking wet."

"Is that good thing or a bad thing?" I mumble as Dave leans forwards to claim my lips once more. This time he kisses me harder with more passion than tenderness.

"A good thing," Dave replies in a slurred voice as his fingers find their way back between my legs once more. I'm not even aware of the fact that Dave's kissing me anymore. Instead, I'm focusing mainly on the fingers gently sliding between my wet folds and finding the center of my being. It's hot and sticky down there, but Dave doesn't seem to mind. He rubs his thumb over my dampness before slipping a finger inside of me. My eyes widen in surprise and I open my mouth, but Dave shushes me with another primal kiss.

My heart hammers against my chest like a tribal drum as Dave begins to slip his finger in and out of me. It's the strangest sensation in the world and one that I've never experienced before. Although it's not exactly pleasurable, it doesn't hurt either. Truth be told, I like Dave's finger inside of me. It feels like he's part of me or at least he wants to be part of me.

Creak! The door to the confessional room opens with a loud complaint. The doors are old and need to be replaced. Right now though, I am not worried about the doors. My eyes are as wide as saucers as I look at Dave. What the hell are we going to do now? Here we are sitting in the priest's side of the confessional booth doing naughty, sinful things. If we get caught, there will be hell for me.

Dave stops pushing his finger inside me and puts his index finger against his lips. We both stay extremely quiet and pray to our gods for whoever who has just entered the room to go away. Unfortunately, the gods don't seem to be listening to us. Footsteps can be heard coming closer and closer to the confessional booth of all places. A shadow appears from underneath the curtain. Whoever has entered the room is now on the opposite side of the curtain!

A terrified squeak leaves my mouth. Just a flimsy curtain separates me from an imminent death sentence. Dave frowns at my impulsive noise of terror and brings his lips to mine, sucking away any further cries I might be thinking about emitting. The two of us stay quiet and wait to see what will happen.

"Pastor, I've come to confess my sins," a voice says from the other side of the curtain. The voice is deep and it sounds like a man's voice. I exchange a terrified look with Dave and pray for the intruder to go away. He doesn't. Instead, he waits a minute before asking again, "Pastor? I know you're in there."

"Ahem, of course my good person," Dave clears his throat and says in a deep tone of voice, causing me to give him a what-the-fuck look. Is Dave honestly going to try and play the pastor? Apparently so since he goes on and asks, "How many times have you sinned since your last confession?"

"Two times, pastor," the man on the other side of the curtain admits, sounding very shameful.

Dave is smiling now and it looks like he's having fun with this situation. Suddenly, he slips his fingers up into my slippery warmth once more and continues talking to the man in his preacher voice, saying, "You may confess your sins now."

I shake my head and try to get Dave to stop inflicting chaos on my body as he slides a second finger inside me! Dave just smirks though and mouths to me, "Just stay quiet and you'll be fine." Just stay quiet? How am I supposed to stay quiet when a strange tingling sensation is building up in the pit of my stomach?!?!

"Well, this Sunday, I was late for church. I know I told myself I was going to start leaving earlier for church, but I forgot," the man confesses, causing Dave to get a confused look on his face. The man goes on, "My second sin was that I cut the grass last Sunday. I know that Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest, but the grass really needed to be cut."

My stomach is clenching and churning within me as Dave speeds up the rate of his fingers inside me. I grab his shoulders and dig my nails into his skin. Dave places a wet kiss on my forehead and continues fingering me as he tells the man, "I believe that God can make certain exceptions, especially in the case of the grass needing to be cut. You are forgiven."

A silence falls in which the only sound that can be heard is my frantic panting. I don't know what Dave's doing to me, but my insides feel knotted up. I need to loosen the knots, but if I do, what's going to happen?

"Aren't you going to say a prayer?" the man on the other side of the curtain asks, causing me to throw the curtain a frustrated glance. I need this guy to get the hell out of here so I can ask Dave what I'm supposed to do now! Do I let the knots go or do I keep them built up inside me until I explode?

"Um, right," Dave falters, not looking like he wants to say a prayer. He starts out and says, "Dear Father, your child has confessed that he has sinned by cutting grass and being late for church. I know you will want to forgive him and..."

Dave slides his fingers out of me and finds a sensitive nub of flesh. He squeezes the swollen nub and causes me to release all the tension I've been building up inside for so long. I want to shriek and cry out, but I can't with some bastard on the other side of the curtain. Instead, I fling my arms around Dave and bite at his neck.

"Jesus fucking Christ..." Dave murmurs as a trickle of wetness dribbles onto his hand.

"What was that?" the man from the other side of the curtain asks suspiciously.

Looking at the wetness on his fingertips and trying to ignore my teeth biting into his neck, Dave mumbles, "Um...in Jesus Christ's name, amen. You are forgiven. Now go in peace!"

To be continued...
Edited by Dave's Girl, June 17, 2012, 5:44 pm.
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Yeah! That was hot, wow! :drool I can't believe the guy thought Dave was a priest, too bad they were interrupted :o
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Damn!! :drool :drool :drool :drool :drool
You should make your chapters more longer :drool :lol:

That was so fucking HOT! :heart:
I wanna know if that man is a random guy or someone "special" :biggrin

Moarrrr! :D
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HOLY SHITBALLS!!!!!! :o (I have no other words right now!)
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This was hot. Poor Kat, having an orgasm and not knowing what was happening to her. :lol: :lol:
I wonder if she liked the experience :P Of course she did... :lol: Dave playing the priest, that was funny as hell. Keep going.
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looool Damn Dave! That was so hot :drool sweet in a way :3 but really hilarious! :lol:
:D Moar!
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@Lucifer's Angel: Haha, yeah, the guy actually believed Dave was a priest! xD They won't be interrupted next time...;)
@Wishful: LOL, is that a good thing or a bad thing? :P
@Gio: I know, poor Kat. That would suck to have your first orgasm and not know what it was. I'm so glad that you liked the chapter! ^^
@Lilith: Hehe, thanks! I tried to make it kind of funny, but I wasn't sure if I pulled it off or not. :P
@CarpeDiemBaby: Lol, I usually get bored after writing for an hour, so that's why all my chapters are mostly the same length. xD I'm so glad you liked the chapter though! :heart: That man was just a random guy, btw. xD Thanks for reading!

Chapter XXIV

Dave and I both hold our breaths as we wait to see if the guy behind the curtain will finally leave or not. I'm still biting Dave's neck and my fingernails are leaving crescent-like angry red marks on his skin. Dave winces, but says nothing as the two of us wait in tense silence. Is the man behind the curtain going to leave or has he figured out the felony we've committed in here? More silence falls and finally there is a creak from the floorboards as the man exits the confessional booth.

I sigh and relax just a bit, but don't fully relax until the door to the confessional room is firmly shut and Dave and I are left alone together. Mostly naked and scared shitless, I cling to Dave's neck and bury my head in his chest and I mumble, "I thought we were going to get caught. I really did!"

"The possibility of getting caught is half the fun," Dave smirks as he glances at his sticky fingers and lifts them to his mouth. I watch his ruby red lips close around one of the fingers and start sucking the tip of it. There's something just plain hot about watching Dave's tongue flick across his finger. I lift my head from his chest and watch his every movement.

"So how was that anyways, bitch?" Dave asks as his eyes travel down my body and focus on my spread legs once more.

"It was weird. It felt so strange and then kind of good, but I was distracted by the guy on the other side of the confessional booth," I admit as Dave runs his free hand along my thigh.

"It woulda felt a lot better if you weren't so distracted. Maybe we should try this somewhere where we know we can at least have some fucking privacy. I mean, who the hell confesses something like cutting grass on Sunday? Before I know it, eating a hamburger on Sunday will be a sin!" Dave complains loudly.

"Well, actually, you aren't allowed to eat meat on certain days according to some churches," I point out.

Dave rolls his eyes and throws his hands up in the air, saying, "I think you missed my point! Anyways, all these church people are all stuffy and prudish. You better not grow up to be like them. Say, you know how you told me I'd be your first and only? Did you really mean that?"

"I did mean it," I nod truthfully. As I stare into Dave's golden brown eyes, I reach up and run a fingertip along Dave's plump bottom lip. He has the fullest, poutiest lips I've ever seen. They're cotton candy soft and stained a glistening red from all that wine Dave drank earlier.

"'Course you did," Dave smirks and watches me with interest as I bring the finger that has been tracing his lip down his chin and to his neck.

I immediately feel a jolt of regret as I see a small trickle of blood dribbling down from Dave's neck. I gave that mark to Dave earlier. Ashamed, I trace the small crescent-shape cut and brush my index finger over it to wipe the blood away as I lean close to Dave and whisper in his ear, "I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"

Dave laughs and his eyes darken with want as he sniffs at my neck and murmurs, "I've been in far worse pain before, baby. I remember one chick who scratched my entire back up. That hurt like hell for a week and a half. I couldn't have sex or anything for that fucking week. Come closer to me."

I wiggle up Dave's lap so that I'm sitting directly on his lap with our torsos practically touching. Dave reaches his hands back behind my head and buries them in my hair. It comes tumbling down my shoulders and falls into my eyes. Dave laughs and pushes it off of my forehead.

Suddenly, I realize that I'm far too naked and Dave has far too many clothes on. We should even this up just a bit, don't you think? I use the finger trailing down Dave's neck and use it to find the top button on Dave's shirt. After fiddling with the button for a moment, I undo it and slip my hand under Dave's shirt.

Dave watches me curiously as I stroke his smooth chest with the palm of my hand. He's so strong and just plain gorgeous. I want to worship every part of his body. My lips go to his neck and I kiss his tanned skin passionately as my hands continuing running down Dave's chest.

"Oh, you little bitch!" Dave exclaims in a higher pitched voice as my hands drop below his stomach for an instant.

Not sure what I did wrong, I immediately retract my hands and sit back on Dave's lap like an innocent child waiting to be told what she had just done wrong from her mother. Dave frowns when I stop moving and grabs my hands a bit roughly before sliding them down his chest and even further down as he mumbles, "Finish what you've started for shit's sake!"

I've never really touched a guy before. Well, alright, I've touched a guy before but it was nothing like this. I've never seen a naked guy before in real life and now Dave's given me permission to do what I want with him. I have to admit that I'm curious as to what his body looks like, but I'm also shy.

Very carefully, I run my hands up Dave's thighs and stroke them lightly. Dave closes his eyes and shakes his hair off of his face as I continue rubbing. I pause here, unsure if I can touch him even more intimately. Buying myself some time, I shrug Dave's black jacket off of his shoulders and give him a questioning look.

Dave glances down at me and murmurs, "Are you waiting for my permission? Hell, you've already got it. Touch me wherever you want, but quit the goddamn teasing already!"

Feeling kind of weird, I allow my hand to crawl between Dave's legs. I stroke his rapidly swelling crotch and feel something hard and scorching hot between his legs. Since Dave isn't stopping me, I reach down and caress the pulsating organ beneath my palm.

Dave makes a sort of muffled moan and exclaims, "Really, don't fucking tease me!"

Ding, ding, ding! Dave and I both freeze as the loud bell of the church signals that the service is officially over. Dave glances out at me from under lidded eyes and mumbles, "Bitch, do you even know how to give a blowjob?"

A blowjob? What's that? The term is completely foreign to me. Shaking my head and swirling coppery hair around my face, I reply, "No, I don't. Should I know what it is?"

Dave groans and says, "Uh, yeah, probably every other chick your age knows what it is. Then again, it ain't your fault. I suppose they don't teach you shit like that at Sunday school, hm? Look, I've gotta get out of here now that the church service is over. People will probably be in here at any moment to confess more grass cutting sins."

"Dave!" I whine as he sets me on the ground and stands up, shaking ginger curls off of his face. "Don't leave me. Please? I still want to know what a blowjob is."

"Don't worry, I'll teach you what it is and then you can experiment with it on me," Dave laughs, a twisted smile fluttering over his face as he leans down and picks up my panties and dress. Throwing them to me, Dave says, "I'll seeya around. I bet that was the most fun you ever had during a church service, mm?"

"Yeah," I whisper, trying to think of some way to get Dave to stay here with me. Unfortunately, my mind is blank. Giving him my most innocent stare, I murmur, "You never said goodbye to me."

"Heh, I didn't, did I? I suppose I should since it's my own damn rule that we say goodbye to each other," Dave chuckles as he steps across the floor and leans down to tilt my chin up to him. He captures my lips and kisses me passionately before I feel his tongue probing my lips. Now that I know what he wants, I part them quickly and allow Dave's slippery tongue to slide into my mouth and caress my own tongue. One of Dave's hands finds my breast and he squeezes it gently before stepping backwards and murmuring, "Okay, I gotta run. Make sure you get dressed before someone finds you and asks why you're having a naked party in the confessional booth."

With that said, Dave smirks and disappears on the other side of the confessional booth as he slips his jacket back over his shoulders. I watch him go with a dreamy gaze plastered on my face. I love Dave. I really fucking love him. There's something too powerful to resist when it comes to his devilish charm and his sticky sweet smile. Dave's the devil in disguise, but I love him.

To be continued...
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kdfhglksdfhgdskfhgsdklgjsdlg :drool

He MUST to teach her the art of the blowjob (?) :lol:

Great chapter, more please!! :heart:
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