3/3 Chapter 22 Because I was a man , not a monk . And that view was fucking biblical . I swear it wasn't guilt making my throat tighten and my pulse throb in places I didn't need it to . It was the fact that she looked too good to ruin . But ... Wait ... For a stupid , stupid second ... something about the way she moved pulled at something in my brain . It felt familiar . It felt like I'd seen those exact curves before . Something about her body made my blood heat faster than it should've . But I couldn't quite place it . If it were yesterday , or a few days ago , I would have sworn she was the girl from The Vanity . But , nah . That girl had been found and was just a few hours away from properly coming into my life . But , fuck me if I said Eve's body didn't look like a seductress . And fuck me harder if I say I wasn't fucking seduced . She moved like sin . Pure , high - end , luxury sin . And me ? I was ready to buy the whole damn package . She turned a little , and I caught a flash of her side boob - round , and perky , with nipples so tight from the chill or the thrill , I don't know . I just knew my cock responded before my brain even caught up . And don't even get me started on how hard those tits were . They were just the right size to slap against her chest when she rides you with her hands on your shoulders , eyes half - closed and mouth open . I wanted them in my mouth . On my face . On my chest . Anywhere they could leave a goddamn mark . My imagination didn't ask for permission . It ran wild . I imagined her lips wrapped around my cock with her eyes locked on mine the whole time ... Me , gripping her jaw while she choked on me like she owed me air . Fuck . I was just a second away from yaking her closer to myself just so that I'd squeeze those boobs of hers to see exectly how if feels . Would her rosy nipples react to my touch ? 1/3 Chapter 22 Fuck . I wanted to find out so bad . She bent over , slightly touched her toes , and swayed her hips before standing to her feet again , and I almost lost it . God . Fucking . Damn . I had to bite my own tongue not to groan . I was moved to bend her over again and hold her there for a bit longer , just to see if her ass lined up perfectly with my cock . Maybe just test the theory . Hands on her waist . Pull her closer ... Just a curiosity check . I just wanted to experiment . Nothing more . And when she bent again , her legs slightly apart , her pussy peeked at me like it knew it had me by the throat . Soft . Pink . Dripping innocence . Fuck . Me . I clenched my fists but couldn't look away . I felt my cock come alive so painfully . I imagined her bent over that vanity table over there , begging and squirming , with her legs shaking while I pounded her from behind , watching her melt into the mirror ... Fuck . No. Stop . But my brain didn't stop . My brain was on fire . Would she moan ? Whimper ? Bite her own hand just to stay quiet ? Would she try to hold herself up , or collapse under the force of my thrusts ? Would her pussy clamp down when I called her name ? Or when I gripped her hips and slammed her into place ? Jesus . Fucking . Christ . 2/3 υπαρισι « Why the fuck did she have way too much effect on me ? That was so unlike me . She was Saint's stepsister . So , she was off - limits . And , I felt like I was already cheating on Jessa , even before I properly made her mine . And I wouldn't want that . I wanted to stay faithful to Jessa , at least , for the time being . So , I'd just turn around , close the door behind me , and come back in another thirty minutes . That should be enough for her to get down from her high horse . By then , she'd be dressed . And maybe , just maybe , I'd remember who the fuck I was supposed to be loyal to . But the image was already burned into my skull and into my bloodstream . This wasn't just desire . This was something deeper . And it scared the fuck out of me . Chapter Comments LIKE Write Comments SHARE Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!