Beautiful Sin [ ON HOLD ]

Chapter 17.

Apparently, one hour of intense rosary prayers couldn't keep me away from the tight shackles of sin as I sunk myself deep inside the wet folds of Tanya's womanhood, the atmosphere deeply infiltrated by the venomous scent of sex, lust and passion. The obscenity of fornication , a cacophony of moans and whimpering intoxicating the serenity of the midnight skies. Sin , resembled the murky waters of a rowdy , untamed sea, gushing violently past its coastal plains, and I dared dive into it. Wouldn't care if it drowned me , wouldn't put up a fight if its turbulent waves dragged me into the abysmal plains, I craved for its power, its harsh maneuver as I bathed into the its resilient addiction.

The words ' Thou shall not fornicate' meandered through my nescience of my subconscious mind as the hunger in my eyes consumed the nakedness of hers. I deliberately chose to ignore the voice of Teresa, the shallow deal that we had struck not a few days before as I partook of the cup of sin , the sin I promised not to delve in. The sin of fornication.

The way our bodies collided, strangled moans pushing past our throats , sweat glimmering over our skins like glazed donuts , I braced my weight over the head board as I watched with preying eyes as Tanya squirmed and arched her back , nails digging deeper into my flesh as pleasure soared through her veins. I tried not to think about Teresa ...or the harsh truth of me betraying whatever little trust that I had bestowed between us. But the temptation was too strong, too formidable and I was losing a battle.

" Faster..." Her breath struck me like a drug as I conformed to her pleas. So faster I drove into her , grunting ever so often.

" Oh god!" Thou shall not take the name of the lord in vain . but the pleasure felt unreal. The bed knocked violently against the wall perpetuated by each powerful thrust . I felt almost sorry for the nuisance to the neighbors as we fucked relentlessly , the noises of lust orchestrated in a naughty dissonance , a chorus of moans escaping our loose lips.

" I'm almost there....." she voiced out and I could feel my balls tense , at the verge of orgasm, corroborating her statement as well. The warmth of her , engulfed my stilled rod in a tight embrace ,and as she reached the climax, the tighter the embrace got, her internal muscles squeezing me in a spasmodic fight I almost shouted something unintelligent as we both broke into a satisfying orgasm. My body fell on top of hers , limps tangled in a gangly mesh , heavy pants elucidating the wonderful aftermath of sexual gratification.

Tanya held me there, not moving , her hands gently stroking between the blades of my shoulder and the soothing sound of her breathing brought me comfort, some kind of maternal comfort that had been denied to me since child hood . Those soft hands slowly reached behind my neck before stilling at the unfamiliar jewelry that clung around my neck.

The rosary.

" What's this?" Her voice sounded hoarse , be it from the constant moaning during the fornication , I don't know.

Lifting my gaze to meet her perplexed one , I swallowed hard and tried to rake my brain for a rational reason. A somewhat believable explanation that would save me from further interrogation from the ever agitated Tanya.

" It's nothing," I succinctly replied, plucking her hand from the caressing the string of beads dangling around my neck.

" Er...that is not nothing , Levi," she wouldn't let it go I knew that for sure so I took the only route known to me whenever I tried to distract her from something. I leaned in and planted a slow sensual kiss on her moist lips , dragging it over to the exposed part of her neck and gently sucked , whilst my hand found its way over the swell of her left breast, pinching tenderly onto the lewdly erect nipple.

Tanya winced , seemingly enticed by the action before pushing me off with a gentle tug enough for me to look into her eyes. Her eyes barred with suspicion.