I opened my mouth, slipping his pulsing cock between my lips. His hands sank into my hair, guiding his cock in and out of my mouth.
“And now my dear friends in order to prepare ourselves to celebrate the holy sacrifice of the mass, to pray this most powerful and most beautiful of prayers, I would ask that you join me now in setting aside all of your thoughts, in placing ourselves squarely in the presence of our God, so that together, mindful of our sins, we may beg the eternal father for forgiveness…”
He held my head firmly, pushing into my mouth deeper and deeper as my tongue swirled around his twitching shaft. I reached down between my legs, pressing two fingers into my clit. Desire rushed through me as he stuffed his cock deeper, pressing against the back of my throat and then pulling out slowly again. He stiffened above me and I tasted the saltiness of his excitement.
“I confess to almighty God, and to you my brothers and sisters, that I have sinned through my own fault…”
Bear reached down, pulling me up quickly and turning me around. He leaned into me from behind, whispering into my ear, his words shooting right through me.
“Bend over.”
I threw my head back, my eyes wide with alarm.
His eyes were a dark warning, his pupils wide with urgent, unspent passion. I turned back to the service, putting my hands on the railing and leaning forward. He pulled up my skirt, reaching underneath and pulling my tights around my shaking thighs. His finger plunged inside of me, the slickness seeping out of me already. He removed his hand, reaching around to my face and sliding his fingers in. I tasted myself, the heady aroma rushing through me, sending my body into a spasming shudder.
Bless me father, for I have sinned…in my thoughts and in my words, in what I have done and in what I have failed to do, and I ask Blessed Mary the virgin, all the angels and saints, and you my brothers and sisters, to pray for me to the Lord our God.…
He pulled his hand from my mouth, grabbing my hips and guiding his cock inside of me. It was so hard, slicing into me forcefully, as he held onto me, rocking into me, hard and fast. I bit my lip to keep from crying out, the loud thundering prayers of the Holy Father echoing through the cathedral.
May Almighty God have mercy on us, forgive us our sins and bring us to everlasting love…
Bear’s cock slammed into me, slick and smooth and fast as lightening, his long, full strokes leaving me quivering beneath him. I opened my thighs, lifting my ass to give him better access. Wave after wave of sinful pleasure washed over me, hitting me hard, his cock swelling and twitching inside of me.
“Beauty, my Beauty,” he whispered, his body freezing as his cock exploded inside of me.
The choir sang out again, filling the church with their heavenly voices and I couldn’t hold it in any longer. A long, low moan escaped from me as I pushed back into him, welcoming his holy seed, the warmth of his love spreading through me, cleansing me and giving me life as I spasmed around his pulsing, hot cock.
We stayed there, his cock buried inside of me as he held me close, as the voices of the choir rang out around us. He slipped out of me slowly, and I stood up, turning around to him, his mouth finding mine, his kiss deeper and more passionate than any before.
He pulled away, smiling down at me, his devilish grin sending shivers down my spine. We dressed quickly and he pulled me back the way we came, our smiles huge as we made our way through the darkness, the words of the next speaker guiding our way.
“The people who walk in darkness have seen a great light. Upon those who dwelt in the land of gloom a light has shone. You have brought them abundant joy and great rejoicing, as they rejoice before you as at the harvest, as people make merry when dividing spoils. For the yoke that burdened them, the pole on their shoulder, and the rod of their taskmaster you have smashed…”
I burst out laughing. The deep voice of the speaker boomed through the church, as we descended the stars, Bear unhooking the velvet rope just as nonchalantly as he had before. He grabbed my hand and we walked to the door, the choir’s song trailing out behind us as they started up again.
“Oh, holy night, the stars are bright and shining…”
We stepped out onto the street and I felt Bear’s pleasure seeping out of me.
“Fall on your knees, oh hear the angel’s voices…”
We slipped into the back of the car, the choir’s song gently fading away as the door closed.
“You’re sinful!” I giggled.
“Should I beg for your forgiveness?” he asked, his eyes twinkling.
“Never!” I cried, as he pulled me into his arms, our laughter pouring out into the night air as Max took us home.
Chapter 9
“I met someone!”
Confusion filled my eyes as I stared at Matilda across our candlelit table. We were sitting at a corner table at The Lamb’s Club. The dining room was incredible, with low slung, red leather banquettes and a roaring fireplace that we were thankfully sitting right next to.
“Who did you meet?” I finally asked, convinced I’d just misunderstood.
“No, Chloe,” my mom replied, her eyes sparkling, “I met someone.”
I almost choked on my wine when I realized she was indeed saying what I thought.
“Like, a man?” I asked.
Her laughter rang out in the crowded dining room.
“Yes, silly,” she said.
“I don’t understand,” I shook my head.
“What’s to understand, Chloe?” she asked. “Your dear old mother has a boyfriend.”
“A what!” I cried.
“Hush!” she said. “Is it that unbelievable?”
“Well, yeah,” I replied. “You haven’t dated anyone since Dad left.”
“I know,” she said. “Don’t you think it’s about time?”
“What about your job?” I blurted.
“What about it? Having a boyfriend will hardly interfere with my job, Chloe. I’m not a kid anymore.”
“Yeah, I guess…”
“What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know,” I replied. “It’s just weird, that’s all.”
“I’m sure it comes as a surprise,” she said, taking a sip of wine. “But you’ll get used to it.”
“So who is it?” I asked.
“A friend of Bear’s actually,” she said.
“What!” I yelled, forgetting where I was at. Heads turned, but I ignored them.
“Good lord, Chloe, what is wrong with you?” Mom asked, flashing me her rare ‘Mom’ face.
“Sorry,” I muttered. “What does Bear have to do with this?”
“Nothing,” she said, squinting her eyes at me. She paused, scanning my face. I looked down at my
plate full of roast duck to avoid her gaze. “Bear introduced us at a meeting, that’s all. He’s a very successful real estate attorney.”
“I see,” I said.
“Chloe, I know this is a shock, but I thought you’d be happier for me.” She pursed her lips disapprovingly, tiny lines forming around the edges of her lipstick.
“I am,” I said, with a dismissive wave. “Sorry, it’s just going to take some getting used to.”
“I understand,” she said. “You’ll have to meet him. His name is Anthony. Anthony Lavelli.”
“Great,” I said, trying to muster a smile. Honestly, I didn’t know what to say. I’d spent the better part of the day trying to figure out if and when I should tell her about Bear and by the time I’d gotten in the car, I’d still not come to a decision.
I was pretty sure she’d never understand.
I’d stuffed my ring in the corner pocket of my purse on the way in, so that I could have a little more time to make up my mind.
Now that she’d told me her big news, I wasn’t about to tell her mine.
“I can’t wait to meet him, Mom,” I said, finally. I meant it. I looked across at her and realized I’d not seen her this happy and relaxed in a very long time. “I’m glad you’re happy. You deserve it.”
“Thank you for saying that, Chloe,” she said, smiling warmly at me. “That means a lot to me.”
“Good, I meant it,” I said, taking another sip of wine.
“So,” she said, after a moment. “How’s the job going? I haven’t seen you around the office, but I haven’t been there much myself. It must be keeping you quite busy.”
The job. Right. Shit, I’d not told her about that either.
“Actually, I resigned,” I admitted.
“Resigned?” she asked, her eyes wide as saucers.
“Well, I never really started,” I said. “It just wasn’t the right position for me, Mom. I don’t know anything about interior design. It was too stressful, just trying to figure out how to start. I told Bear I didn’t want to do it.”
“So, is he going to find you something else?” she asked.
“Kind of,” I said.
“Well, like what?” she said.