unholy

My hand shakes as I touch her. Her skin is soft under my fingertips.

Fuck. I didn't know someone could feel so soft.

Amelia's eyes never leave me as I trail my hands lower.

Her hand grips my wrist as she whimpers, "Please."

"Please what? Tell me what you want, angel." I say, teasing her by playing with the hem of her shorts.

"I just want you. I want you to touch me." She bites her lip.

"Where do you want me to touch you? Be more specific." I lean my face closer to her, inhaling her addictive scent.

"My pussy!" She squeals, partly annoyed.

I chuckle. "Okay, but only since you've been good."

-

Sebastian Callum has been a priest for ten years, he's never done anything that would taint his image as one.

He's never had the temptation to do anything that would taint his image anyway. That is until Amelia Monet comes into his life abruptly.

Sebastian's never felt this way for anyone. He shouldn't be so tempted by Amelia, she's temptation herself.

Amelia is young, hot, intelligent, and wild.

Sebastian has kept his word of celibacy for ten years and has respected all the rules it takes to be a priest.

But after one night of falling into temptation, Sebastian can't seem to stop himself from keeping himself from temptation any longer.

But when feelings become involved with Amelia and Sebastian's relationship, will Sebastian choose between temptation or God?