Chapter Twelve

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***Shawn's POV.***

I breathed in, trying to control my anger. How could she talk about me in the manner she did?. Seeing her sitting before me even in her long dress turned me on greatly making me crave for her again. My mind wondered to last night when I took her. It felt amazing to be in her. Her wetness and tightness was nothing I had experienced before.

"Yeah maybe it's because you always slept with whores." My conscience suggested.

Even though I was drunk I remember vividly the feelings I had banging her. I had plans to have her again that morning so you can imagine what I felt when I woke up without her being in bed with me. I fumed with anger because, for the first time a whore has disrespected me that way. Now listening to what she was saying I realized it was all my fault. If I hadn't been selfish and greedy enough to leave her and go to that damn receptionist, I would have felt that blissful feeling of banging her again. One funny thing was that even when I was getting a good BJ from the slut, she was all that was on my mind. I couldn't bang the receptionist because she had captivated my mind with her beautiful body and sweet moan. After I forced myself to climax, I pushed the slut aside and left to our room to find her asleep. I had wanted to wake her up and fuck her hard but I wouldn't be wicked because I knew she was tired.

THREE DAYS LATER.

***Emmy's POV***

"Eddy I have never felt this free in life. You are right, talking to a different person other than you helped. I told the priest everything and it was easier than I thought."

"That's good baby girl I know if you feel this way it won't be long before you start moving on."

"Yeah you are right. I feel I was blinded by my pain and sorrow and had the memory of Martin trapped within my brain that I couldn't move on."

"So you now see what I have been seeing all these years. You were not moving on because you weren't willing to try." Eddy said pointing to the obvious.

"And did you tell him about-about, hmmm! the best fuck you have had in your entire life?"

"Shut up Edna!"

"What! You told me it was girl. Have you forgotten?"

"No I haven't and it's still the best but I didn't tell you that to make fun of me?"

"Okay sorry ma'am but did you tell the priest?"

"Yeah I did. At first, I thought he will condemn me so I didn't want to tell him but there was this feeling about the place that made me believe that I am safe and can be forgiven no matter what I did. The push to speak with the priest was actually from another priest who urged me on to feel free to talk to them.I told him everything and I was assured that my secrets are safe."

"Can I ask you a questioned baby girl?"

"Out with it Eddy."

"Do you hmmmm! regret fucking him."

"Actually, apart from the guilt I felt I don't regret it not even for a sec."

"So will you allow him to fuck you again?"

"For jeez sake I don't even know who he is. We all wore a mask."

"I know, but assuming you got to know him will you repeat that again?"

"As bad as it sounds I'm always craving for him. I don't know what he did to me but I will give in because with him I don't have any control. I know you will think I am crazy but I wouldn't be able to resist him."

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