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Chapter 53

SINNER

LEAH

I tell myself that what I’m doing is wrong and that it will most likely put me on the fast track to hell, but no matter how much my guilty conscious screams at me, it doesn’t stop my leg from hiking up.

I rest it on the desk in front of me and press my aching p**y against the rounded corner that I’m now dr**i*ke a f***g h**y.

S**n has won this round.

Again.

He seems to be winning a lot these days. I shove the thought aside and grind myself harder against the wood, feelin like I’m going to burst if I don’t c***m soon. I peek through the blinds of the Sunday school room where I teach and watch Mr. Bancroft walk to his **y black jeep. Knowing he’s going to be out of sight soon, I rock my hips harder, biting my lip to keep from groaning when I feel the beginnings of what feels like a massive o**m. Heat washes over me, making my skin flush and a light sheen of sweat appear on my skin.

My eyes stay locked on those broad shoulders and that s***y, chiseled jaw of his. I can hear his English accent in my head as I start to c***m, calling me his good girl as he rams his thick c***k into me over and over again, popping my cherry and giving my li***e **y its first-ever creampie.

The image is so strong that it has me biting my tongue until I taste blood as pleasure rushes through me. I grind my little p***sy against the corner of the desk, rocking my hips in a very unbiblical fashion, greedy for every second of ecstasy I can get.

I’m just coming down from my massive high when Mr. Bancroft gets in his jeep and drives away. I lazily grind against the desk for a few more seconds until I hear footsteps coming down the hall.

F*k!

I hop up, letting out a terrified squeal when I see the huge wet stain I’ve left on the wood. My soaked panties didn’t do **t to contain my juices. I’ve just managed to swipe my arm over the corner, wiping the wood clean with the sleeve of my dress before the door opens and the pastor walks in…AKA my father.

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“Hey, sweetle,” he says, walking over to the window I’m still standing by. “How’d it go Today?”

“It was good,” I said, busying myself with cleaning the room and hoping like hell he can’t sniff sin out like a d**n bloodhound. He’s nove noticed before what a little sinner I am, so maybe I can keep the charade going for a little bit longer.

It’s not like I’m that bad, I mean, I am still a virgin, and at nineteen that’s saying something. I feel like I’m going to lose my sanity if I don’t get f**ked soon, and I m*rbate lik** a g*n woman possessed, but at least my **y’s still pure, right? That’s going to be my line of defense at the pearly gates If I die with my hymen intact.

My dad studies me while I pick up scraps of paper and straighten up the small bookshelf in

the room.

“Are you feeling okay, Leah? You look a little flushed?”

“I’m fine,” I quickly say. “I think I just got a little

That’s the understatement of the year, I think, and have to bite back a laugh.

“Well, Mr. Bancroft just asked if you’d be willing to drop by his house later. It seems he has a few donations, but if you’re not feeling well, I can pick them up myself.”

“No, I’m fine,” I practically yell and then smile to cover up my over-the-top reaction at picking up a few boxes. “That’s nice of him. I’ll drive over there after lunch.”

My dad smiles and claps his hands together as if it’s all settled. “Perfect. Your mom’s almost finished getting everything ready, so head over when you can.”

I smile again as he walks out the door, and when I can no longer hear h

footsteps, I clap at hand over my mouth, let out a m*d scream, and jump up and down. I try to tell myself that it’s just a quick trip to pick up boxes and nothing else, but my p***y is having none of that pessimistic bullshit. She’s lit up and ready to go for another round on the desk corner, but I squeeze my thighs together and resist. There’s no time to lose. I don’t want to keep Mr. Bancroft waiting after all.

After rushing around the room and straightening everything up, I leave the church and follow the small gravel walkway that leads to our house next door. Yes, living right next to one of the only churches in our small town and having the pastor as my father made me as popular as you might imagine. All the boys were too afraid to touch me and all the girls too afraid that I might learn their secrets and squeal to my father.

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