Chapter 17: 16
"I miss you." He whispered softly while he took sure steps closer to me.
He took my thin hands in his huge ones and glared at me. His eyes stripped me bare of my clothing.
I felt hot all over.
Even though I was standing a little far from him, I felt close_close enough to breathe his air.
"I missed_I miss you too."I confessed. "Why? Why are you here? Why are you here now?" I stuttered, each word I said hit the next with no rhythm. I was losing my sanity.
He was not supposed to have come to the Sacristy this early. Why was he here? The devil must have planned this meeting, I thought.
"I forgot the note I used in joting down things for my sermon. It's important." He answered, his eyes did not leave mine and although I avoided looking at it, I felt it. I felt it on my skin, on my pussy, on my nipple on my_
I felt the fire of our passion all over me and the dampness in between my thighs told me in clear terms that I was doomed.
The devil had set a trap for me and I knew that I was going to fall right into it.
I wanted him to leave and I wanted him to stay. I wanted to hug him and I wanted to push him away. It was these contradictions that drove me mad. I was shameless and evil.
He was in control of my body and I was under his Mercy.
"Ok." I whispered. I tried swallowing but my mouth was so dry. So dry I needed his to wet it.
"You had to wear red today didn't you?" He asked. His question felt like an accusation that I had known he would come. As if I had summoned him and maybe I did with the lustful thoughts I've been having of him.
"I didn't think you would be here this early, I promise."
"But you wanted me here. You want me here now don't you?" He asked pinning me to the table. The table that the body of Christ laid. Where the chalice and Ciborium stood.
If God truly exists then he would have burnt us down to the ground for the sins we were committing so close to where the body and the blood of his only son was laid.
Maybe Father Valentine is right, I thought.
His body so near to mind was as intoxicating as it was suffocating. My legs shook in anticipation of his dirty passion.
"No." I finally replied. "Please stop! Not here!" I protested.
But he wasn't listening and I wasn't speaking. "Don't fight me not again. I promise no sex. I just want you to be free to take away all your fears and anxiety. Just let me. Won't you rather burn in hell with me than breath in heaven without?" He asked more like a statement of fact for he already knew my answer.
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