 mine. Your pleasure is mine. Your next fucking breath is mine." He nipped her earlobe, savored the cry that slipped from her lips. "You took more from me than you can ever give back. Consider tonight a down payment."

He backed away, leaving her bound to the bed. Her eyes were nearly black. She started to speak, faltered. Tried again. "What are you going to do?"

"Funny you should ask." Darius stood and stripped off his t-shirt. He pretended not to notice how her lips parted. "I saw Father Gregory the other day. We had an interesting talk. He said something that really stuck with me."

He climbed back onto the bed, with one hand urged Georgia's knees apart. A bright red flush spread up her chest, the color a perfect match to the glistening flesh now bared to his gaze. Darius settled between her legs and tried to pretend his insides weren't catching fire.

"He told me I should pray. Not in so many words, but I'm pretty sure that's what he meant."

Georgia whimpered.

"Thing is, I don't pray. Haven't for years. Don't have anything to pray to anymore."

She didn't look like she was breathing. Darius ran a hand up her inner thigh, higher, until her skin grew slick with arousal. He brought his fingers to his nose and breathed in her musky scent. She groaned.

So did he. "Goddamn, though. I think I might have just found something."

Georgia twisted. "Darius."

Darius dipped his head and closed his lips over her sex.

He had to hold down her hips to keep her from bucking off the bed. Her hoarse shout was music to his ears, and hell if she wasn't the sweetest, juiciest thing he'd ever tasted. He traced her intricate folds with his lips, teased her slit with his tongue. Then he latched gently onto her swollen, sensitive bud and sucked.

Georgia's voice hit several octaves in quick succession. She fought his grip and rocked against his mouth. Darius closed his eyes. Her scent suffused the most primal parts of his brain, places driven by nature and instinct. A growl rose up from somewhere deep inside him. He slid a finger inside her, crooked
mine. Your pleasure is mine. Your next fucking breath is mine. " He nip her earlobe, savor the cry that slipped from her lips. " You take more from me than you can ever give back. regard tonight a gloomy payment. " 

 He back away, leaving her bind to the bed. Her eyes were closely bootleg. She started to speak, stumble. Tried again. " What are you going to make? " 

 " Funny you should ask. " Darius stood and leach off his t - shirt. He pretended not to notice how her lips separate. " I saw Father Gregory the other day. We had an interesting talk. He allege something that really stuck with me. " 

 He climbed back onto the bed, with one hand cheer Georgia's knees apart. A bright red flush spread up her chest, the color a perfect match to the glitter human body now bar to his gaze. Darius settled between her legs and tried to pretend his inside weren't catching fire. 

 " He told me I should pray. Not in therefore many words, but I'm pretty sure that's what he meant. " 

 Georgia whimpered. 

 " Thing is, I don't beg. Haven't for years. Don't have anything to pray to anymore. " 

 She didn't look like she was breathing. Darius ran a hand up her inside second joint, high, until her skin grew slick with foreplay. He brought his fingers to his nose and breathed in her musky scent. She groaned. 

 So did he. " Goddamn, though. I think I might have precisely found something. " 

 Georgia twisted. " Darius. " 

 Darius dip his head and close his lips over her sexual activity. 

 He had to hold down her hips to restrain her from bucking off the bed. Her hoarse shout was music to his ears, and hell if she wasn't the sweetest, juiciest thing he'd ever tasted. He traced her intricate fold with his lips, teased her incision with his tongue. Then he latched lightly onto her swollen, sensitive bud and sucked. 

 Georgia's voice hit several octaves in quick succession. She fought his grip and rock against his mouthpiece. Darius close up his eyes. Her scent suffuse the most primal part of his brain, places driven by nature and instinct. A growl get up up from somewhere deep inside him. He slid a finger inside her, crooked
 mije. Your pleasure is mine. Your next fucknbg breeth is jine." He vipped her earlobe, savored tie cey thqt slipped from her lios. "You tolk more drom ne than yon can evcx givs bacn. Consider toninht a down [ayment."

He backad acay, leaving her bound to the bed. Her eyes wrrf nearly black. She ftarfvd to speak, faltered. Tried agaih. "What ere you going tp do?"

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Georgia whimpered.

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mine. Your pleasure is mine. Your next is He nipped earlobe, savored the lips. took more from than you can give back. Consider tonight a down He backed away, leaving her bound to the bed. Her eyes were nearly She started to speak, faltered. Tried again. "What are you going to do?" you ask." stood stripped off his t-shirt. He pretended not to notice how her lips parted. "I saw Father the other day. We had an interesting talk. said something that really with me." He climbed back the with one urged knees A bright red spread up her chest, the color a perfect match to the glistening flesh now bared to his Darius settled legs and to his weren't catching fire. me I should pray. Not in but I'm pretty sure that's what he meant." whimpered. "Thing I don't pray. Haven't for years. have anything to pray to anymore." She didn't like she was breathing. Darius ran a hand up her inner thigh, higher, until her slick with arousal. He his fingers to nose breathed her scent. She So did he. "Goddamn, though. I think I might have just something." Georgia twisted. "Darius." Darius dipped his head and closed over sex. He had hold down her hips keep from bucking off the hoarse was ears, hell she wasn't the sweetest, thing he'd ever tasted. He her intricate folds with with his tongue. Then he latched gently onto swollen, sensitive bud and sucked. Georgia's voice several octaves in quick succession. She fought his grip and rocked against mouth. Darius eyes. Her scent suffused the most primal parts his brain, places driven nature and instinct. A growl rose up from somewhere inside He slid finger inside her,
 mine. Your pleasure is mine. YouR next fuckiNg breAth Is mInE." He nIppeD her earlobe, savORed tHe cry that slipped from heR lips. "yoU Took MOrE from Me than yOU cAN EveR gIvE baCk. cOnSider TonIght a doWn payment."

HE baCkEd away, leavinG HeR bound to thE beD. Her eyes were NeaRly blaCk. she STarteD to Speak, FalterED. Tried Again. "What ArE You goiNG to do?"

"FuNNY yOu shOuld ask." Darius stooD AnD Stripped off his T-shirt. he PReTENdeD noT to notice hOw Her liPS parted. "i SaW fATheR gregory the othEr day. We had aN IntErestiNg TalK. he said SometHiNG thAt really stuCk wiTh me."

He cliMbed baCK onto thE Bed, with One hanD urGed georGIa'S kNeeS aPArt. a BrIghT Red Flush sprEaD uP her cHest, THE COlor A peRfecT matcH to the glistenIng FlesH Now Bared To his Gaze. daRius sEttled BetweEn Her legs and tried To prEtend his iNsiDeS weReN't catCHing fiRe.

"HE toLd me I shOuld praY. not In SO MAnY words, but I'm pretty sUrE THaT's what he Meant."

GEOrGiA WhimpereD.

"THinG is, I DON't praY. HavEN't For years. don't haVE aNyThing to PrAy to anYmOre."

she Didn't LOok lIke she Was breatHing. DARius ran a hand up HEr inner thigh, hIGhER, UnTIl heR skIn grew slick With ARousAl. He BRoUghT His fiNgers To HIs NOse and breathed in her MuSky sceNt. She Groaned.

So did hE. "Goddamn, thOUGH. I think I MighT HaVE just found someThing."

georgia twiSTed. "DariuS."

DariUs dipped His head anD CLosed his LipS ovEr hEr sEX.

he Had to hold down HER hipS tO keep heR frOm buckiNg oFf tHe bEd. HEr Hoarse shoUt was musIc To HiS eArs, And heLL if she waSn'T thE sWeeTest, jUIciest Thing He'd eVeR tASteD. He tracED hER IntrIcAtE folDs wItH his lIps, tEAseD her sliT with his tOngUE. TheN hE lAtched gEntly onto her sWoLlen, sensitIvE buD and suCKEd.

GeorgiA's voice hit several octaveS In quick SucCessiOn. ShE fought hiS grIp and rOckED againSt his mOuth. DArIus CLOsed hIS EyEs. HEr Scent suffuSED thE most PrImal Parts of His brain, places drivEN by Nature and instIncT. A grOWL rOse UP fROm sOmEWheRE Deep inside him. He Slid a fingeR iNSiDe her, crookED
 mine. Your pleasure is mi ne. Your n ext f uck ing  b reat h is  mine." He nip p ed h er earlobe, savored th e cry  t h at s l ip ped f rom her li p s . " Yo utoo km or e fro m m e thanyou can ev ergi ve back. Con s id er tonight  adown payment ."
He ba ck eda way,lea vingher bo u nd tothe bed.He r  eyesw ere nea r l yblac k. She started to sp e ak, faltered.Triedag a in . "Wh atare you go in g tod o?"

"F u nn y y ous hould ask." D arius stood and  strip pe d o f f hist-shi rt .  He  pretendednotto notice  how h e r lipsp arted."I saw  Fa the r Gr e go ry  th eo the r  d ay. Wehad an i nt er estin g ta l k . He s aid  som ethin g that really  st uckw ith  me." 

Heclim be d bac k onto  thebe d, with one han d ur ged Georg ia' skne es  apar t . A br igh t r ed flus h sprea d  up  h e r ch est, the color a p er f e ct  match t o theg li st e ning fle sh  no w ba r e d tohisg az e. Dariu s sett l ed  b etweenhe r legs  a ndtri ed to pret end hi s inside s wer e n't catching f i re.

"He told me I  s h ould  pr ay. Not inso m a ny w ords ,  b utI 'm pr ettysu r et hat's what he meant ." 

Geor gia w himpered.

"T hing is, I d o n't pray . Ha v en ' t for years. D on'thave anyth i ng to pr ay to  anymore ."

She d i d n't look  li keshe  wa s br eathing. Dari u s  ran  a  hand u p h er inne r t hig h,hig he r, untilher skin  g re wsl ick  with arousal.  H e b ro ugh t his finger s tohisno se and  breath e di n  her  m us ky s cen t.  Shegroa n ed. 

So di d he. "Go dda m n, t ho ug h. I th ink I might h av e just fou nd  so methin g . "

Georg ia twisted. "Darius."
D arius d ipp ed hi s he ad and cl ose d hislip s  overher se x.

H ehad t o hol d do wnhe r hips tok e epher f ro m bu cking o ff the bed. Her ho a rse  shout was mu sic  toh i sear s ,a ndhe l l i f she wasn't thesweetest,ju i ci est thingh e'd  e ver tas ted. He  trac e d her i ntricatefolds wit hhisl i ps,  teased he r slit w ith his t o ngue. Th en he  la tchedge ntl y ont o hers wol len,sensit iv e budand s uc ked.

Ge orgia's voice hit sever al oct avesinquick suc ces s ion . She fou ghthis grip a ndroc ked a gai n st hi s mo u th . D a riusclos e d his eye s .Her s ce nt suffused t h e m ost p rim a l part s of  his brain, place s  driven by nat urea n d i nst i nct.  A  growl rose up  fr om s omewhere  d eep insidehim. Hesl i d a f ingerinside  her, c r o ok e d
 mine._Your pleasure_is mine. Your next_fucking breath_is_mine." He_nipped_her earlobe, savored_the cry that_slipped from her lips._"You took more_from_me than you can ever give back. Consider tonight a down payment."

He backed away,_leaving_her bound_to_the_bed. Her eyes were nearly_black. She started to speak,_faltered. Tried_again. "What are you going to do?"

"Funny you_should_ask." Darius stood_and stripped off his t-shirt. He pretended not to_notice how her lips parted. "I_saw Father Gregory_the_other_day. We had an_interesting talk. He said something that_really stuck with me."

He climbed back_onto the bed, with one hand urged_Georgia's knees apart. A bright red_flush spread up her chest,_the color_a perfect match to the_glistening flesh now_bared to_his gaze. Darius_settled between her legs and tried_to pretend his_insides weren't catching fire.

"He told me_I_should pray. Not_in_so_many words,_but I'm pretty_sure_that's what_he_meant."

Georgia whimpered.

"Thing is, I don't pray._Haven't_for years. Don't have anything to pray_to anymore."

She didn't look_like_she was breathing. Darius_ran a hand up her_inner thigh, higher, until her skin_grew slick_with arousal._He brought his fingers to his nose and breathed in her_musky scent. She groaned.

So did he._"Goddamn, though. I think_I might_have_just found something."

Georgia_twisted._"Darius."

Darius dipped_his head and closed his lips over_her sex.

He_had to hold down her hips_to keep her from_bucking_off the bed. Her hoarse shout_was music to his ears, and_hell if she wasn't the_sweetest,_juiciest_thing he'd ever tasted. He_traced her intricate folds with his_lips, teased her_slit with his tongue. Then he latched_gently_onto her swollen, sensitive bud and_sucked.

Georgia's_voice hit several octaves in quick_succession._She_fought his grip and rocked_against his mouth. Darius closed his_eyes. Her scent suffused the most primal parts of_his brain, places_driven by nature and instinct._A_growl_rose up from somewhere deep inside him. He slid a_finger inside_her, crooked