Love is not a Sin

Chapter 3 - Dream or Reality?

Hello and here's Part 3!

Sorry for the long wait, but I'm also writing my other fanfic and work is quite stressful at the moment.
I hope you'll enjoy this chapter nonetheless.

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[Y/HC] = your hair colour

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Your POV

"What do you have in mind?"

You were so close now, you could feel his warm breath on your skin. You had no idea where you got the guts from, or what got into you, but you wrapped your arms around him, got on your tiptoes to meet him, and before you could even think if that was a good idea, William bent down towards you.

His warm, firm lips pressed onto yours and you could hear a low growl of agreement rising from his throat.

You dropped your bag to the floor, but didn't break away from him for a second. One of his delicate, long hands grabbed the back of your head, skillfully loosened the bun and finally reached into your loose hair. He grabbed a handful and pulled your head back decisively.

Surprised by this very turn-on rudeness, you opened your mouth as a moan escaped you.

The young reverend took advantage of this moment and pushed his tongue forward.

You clung to him, whimpering, almost as if you were holding on for dear life, and almost immediately submitted to his dominant tongue, which wrapped around yours and sucked on it.

His other hand was on your lower back, holding you tightly against his body. There you felt very clearly that his tongue wasn't the only part of him that desperately wanted to be inside you.
His cock almost buried itself in your waist, even through the layers of fabric.

Instinctively, your right hand ran down his body. Stroke firstly the wild, curly hair, the freshly shaved cheek... Down on his stone-hard chest and felt his well-shaped body.

You heard him growl again and he intensified the kiss. You could almost only see stars, but dying like this had to be truly wonderful...

Your hand meanwhile stroked deeper and deeper until it reached his crotch. There it pressed - as if by itself - his cock, firmly and demanding. You wanted to feel him... All of him.

Will hissed as he pulled away from you, his blue eyes almost black now. His pupils were wide and wild.

You took a deep breath and looked up at him innocently.

The corners of his mouth twitched. "You are truly the most beautiful temptation, [Y/N]..." His voice was deep and raspy and made you tremble deep inside...
He picked you up as if you weighed nothing.

Afraid that he might drop you after all, you wrapped your legs and arms around him.

That only made him chuckle, though.
"Don't worry, little one... I won't let you go..."

He carried you up the stairs, opened a door, and before you knew where you were, he yanked your arms and legs from him, and you fell onto something soft, springy. A bed. His bed...

It was quite large and old, with a dark wood frame, but the mattress felt new.

You swallowed and looked up at Will.

He grabbed his collar and placed it on his dresser before slowly turning to face you. He undid the first two buttons on his shirt and very slowly rolled up his sleeves. His arms were muscular and slightly tanned.