Chapter 5 (Part 2)

Once they entered the lounge, Ian sat on the sofa first. Cecilia approached him and bowed her head. Then, as if hypnotized, she naturally placed her face between the legs of the man sitting on the bed.  

As she pulled down his pants, the enormous object hidden inside was revealed. No matter how many times she saw it, she couldn’t get used to its size.  

Swallowing hard, she carefully grasped the tip of his p*nis. Before taking it into her mouth, she licked the gl*ns with the tip of her tongue. That alone caused a transparent liquid to ooze from the small opening.  

A bitter taste spread across her tongue. Grimacing slightly, Cecilia placed the increasingly hard p*nis into her mouth. It was so large that fitting it all in at once was impossible. The best she could do was to slowly take it in bit by bit.  

Her jaw felt like it might dislocate. She barely managed to fit it into her mouth, but there was no room left. Even breathing became increasingly difficult.  

“If it doesn’t fit in your mouth, you don’t have to force yourself….”  

Since this was her first time performing oral, Ian seemed visibly surprised.  

“J-Just stay st-still.”  

With the p*nis pushed deep into her throat, speaking was difficult. As a result, Cecilia’s words came out muffled.  

How much had she practiced oral?  

Cecilia tried to move her mouth as she had learned, but she failed. The d*ldo she had practiced with wasn’t this big, so she couldn’t fully apply what she had learned. Instead, she improvised a little.  

Since she couldn’t pull it out right away, Cecilia flicked her tongue against the hard object. Then, she sucked on it as if savoring candy. Even though she hadn’t done much yet, Ian was already breathing heavily.  

Was it better to use her mouth than her hands?  

“Ah, ugh!”  

As she continued to lick and wrap her tongue around the hot pillar, Ian clenched his teeth, suppressing a moan. His reaction was so sensual that it gave her a completely different feeling compared to touching him with her hands.  

The moonlight streaming through the window made his black hair glisten beautifully, and the sight stirred Cecilia’s heart.  

Wanting to see more of him struggling, Cecilia lightly touched his scrotum with her fingertips. Ian’s waist trembled violently in response. His eyes turned red, and he slightly moved his hips.  

Seeing this, a smile naturally formed on Cecilia’s lips, and her already stretched mouth opened a little wider.  

Once she got used to it, Cecilia began to move in earnest. She pulled it out slightly before taking it back in, bit by bit.  

Even with such slow movements, Ian’s pure and noble face subtly twisted.  

Sweat-soaked priestly robes clung to his body, revealing the muscles beneath. His chest rose and fell heavily, and the sight was so sensual that Cecilia forgot her embarrassment and wanted to move her mouth even more passionately.  

Carefully holding the throbbing p*nis with her fingertips, she began to increase her pace.  

“Ah….”  

Ian’s face contorted even more. Then, suddenly, he started thrusting his hips. The sensation of it hitting the back of her throat startled Cecilia, and she tried to pull it out, but she couldn’t.  

He had grabbed her shoulders and pushed it back into her mouth, forcing her to swallow the hard object.  

“Mmgh! Mmph!”  

It’s too deep!  

She wanted to stop him, but seeing his bloodshot eyes as he struggled to suppress his instincts, she couldn’t bring herself to tell him to stop.  

“Haa, Lady Bucklew….”  

His expression, torn between reason and instinct, was both pitiful and sensual. Cecilia silently gazed at him. Seeing the divine servant of God experiencing depravity in her mouth filled her with a strange satisfaction.  

Meanwhile, the hot pillar thrashed inside her mouth, coating it with prec*m. Then, the p*nis twitched violently, and Ian hurriedly pushed Cecilia’s face away.  

Splurt.  

The s*men arched through the air, landing in sticky streaks. The pristine white wallpaper was soon marred by the thick liquid.  

Ian gripped his p*nis, squeezing out every last drop.  

Cecilia watched him silently. Even as his deflated member began to harden again, he had no intention of asking her for more. He planned to stop after this one time.  

He intended to clean up, but when he saw Cecilia’s lips glistening with his fluids, he couldn’t look away.  

What would it feel like to suck on those lips? Would they be soft?  

Her lips even looked enticing.  

He had never thought this way about someone’s lips before. Even now, he wouldn’t have such thoughts about anyone else’s lips. But when it came to hers, he couldn’t suppress his desire.  

Just moments ago, when she was between his legs, he had lost control and thrust into her mouth without realizing it.  

If he lost his composure again, he would surely approach her and kiss her lips.  

“You should leave now.”  

So Ian had no choice but to send Cecilia away first. He was afraid he would lose his self-control if they stayed together any longer.  

“Me, leave first?”  

“Yes. Please go ahead. I’ll clean up and leave afterward.”  

“All right. See you next time then.”  

Completely unaware of his thoughts, Cecilia left the lounge with an innocent expression, as if she had simply finished her task.  

“Haa….”  

Only then could Ian finally let out the breath he had been holding.  

* * *  

When Ian woke up the next day, he realized his mind was clearer than before. At the same time, a complicated emotion arose in his chest.  

Having experienced something new, he found his desires growing even stronger.  

When he overheard the men’s conversations, he had already anticipated this outcome. But he couldn’t forgive himself for being increasingly consumed by his depraved desires.  

“How far will I fall?”  

Ian buried his face in his hands.  

The bishop had told him to think of it as training in self-control, but he felt as though his self-control was slipping away even more. Strangely, as his insomnia improved, his libido seemed to grow stronger.  

The desire to experience the peak of pleasure crept up on him, making him doubt his ability to keep the Vow of Chastity he had sworn to God.  

This is just training, as Bishop Chris said. I must stay focused!  

The more he thought about it, the more Ian resolved to uphold his beliefs. He decided to treat Cecilia as if she were invisible, except when asking for her help at night.  

But when their morning prayer schedules overlapped, he found it impossible to avoid her. For some reason, he couldn’t look her in the eye. Whenever their gazes met, he instinctively looked away.  

What’s the point? I can’t help but glance at her. 

Strangely, she seemed to shine among the other ladies. There were many blonde women, but her hair seemed particularly lustrous….  

No, what am I thinking?  

Cecilia stared at Ian, lost in thought for a moment, but Ian quickly snapped out of it.  

This must be because of a lack of prayer.  

He couldn’t forgive himself for being distracted during worship. Feeling unclean from the absurd thoughts he had, he resolved to concentrate even more on his prayers to drive away the impure thoughts.  

‘Please remove the unholy thoughts that fill my mind. I am a servant who serves only You. So please help me maintain a noble and pure heart at all times.’  

After finishing his prayer, Ian sent a note to Cecilia through a young acolyte. He decided to delay their agreement to meet every three days and instead suggested they meet in five days.  

It wasn’t as if he couldn’t sleep exactly three days later. It was just that he would start to have trouble sleeping little by little from that point on. So, it didn’t matter if he sought Cecilia’s help after three days had passed.  

However, on the third day, Ian had to go back on his word. It wasn’t because of insomnia. It was because he needed her to suppress the overwhelming s*xual desire that had suddenly surged within him.  

This is just a contract.  

As he went to meet Cecilia, Ian repeated this to himself. He was simply seeking her help to treat his insomnia.  

But the moment Cecilia took his member into her mouth, his patience completely crumbled.  

What would it feel like to touch those lips?  

Her lips, which were sucking on his hard organ, looked so tempting. He didn’t know why. He just thought about how much he wanted those lips to touch his own lips instead of his p*nis.  

In the end, Ian reached out, pulled Cecilia back, and grabbed the back of her head as she coughed awkwardly.  

Then, he pulled her toward him and pressed his lips against hers. Overcome by impulse, he kissed Cecilia.  

“Mm!”  

Cecilia’s eyes widened in surprise. A strong sensation flowed down his spine and spread through his entire body in that instant.  

The soft texture, the mingling of hot breaths, and her scent filled his senses. She smelled of lilacs. The rich floral fragrance made him dizzy.  

He even felt an absurd impulse that he wouldn’t mind being drowned in this intoxicating floral scent forever. As their breaths mixed, an intense flame ignited within him. At that moment, his body reached its limit.