If You Can't Handle the Heat

If You Can't Handle the Heat
Deliciously Naughty Erotic Romance for the Foodies

Tuesday, 4 October 2022

Wicked Wednesday - Enjoy an Adult Teaser from Priest Erotic Romance SIN BIN

Sacred & Profane

When Daunté Bennifetto left home to attend seminary school, he never intended to return to the small town he’d grown up in. But it would seem God had other plans.

After Father Eton’s sudden death, Daunté finds himself in charge of his childhood parish and all of its parishioners, including Camillah Lima, the woman he can’t seem to forget. And true to form, the wild and spirited girl he remembers hasn’t changed a bit, headlining at a club as an exotic dancer.

When Daunté runs into Mrs. Lima—Camillah's disapproving mother—she begs him to intervene in her daughter's life, perhaps setting her back on the path to righteousness. Because of their sordid past, he knows he should stringently refuse, yet he can't seem to stay away. Night after night, Father Bennifetto finds himself worshiping at Cam’s feet, in a club appropriately named, The Sin Bin.

Author Note: Sin Bin was formerly featured in the Sacred & Profane Anthology

 Enjoy this Sexy Snippet from Sin Bin

As quickly as possible, Daunté dispatched the straggling members of the congregation seeking his attention.

As he made the way to his office, he'd no idea what to expect. This might be the end of everything.

Daunté took a deep breath before he entered.

The sight he beheld made him gasp.

Camillah was draped over his chair with her skirt rucked up, her exquisitely toned ass bared, much as he’d commanded her to do at the club. Beside her, on the floor she’d placed a wooden switch, a throwback from Father Eton’s tenure.

Daunté fisted his hands. But the urge to cane her, even once, just so he could watch the deep red welt develop on her pale skin, was almost overwhelming.

Of all the times he’d fantasized about her, he’d never allowed his dirty mind to envision quite this. Sweet Camillah, half-naked, vulnerable, and at his complete mercy within the sanctity of the church—it was the most wickedly arousing scene he ever could have imagined.

Though it was one of the most difficult things he’d ever done, he bent and offered his hand in an attempt to help her rise. “This is not the place.” But Lord have mercy on his rotten soul, he wanted it to be.

She snatched her arm from his grasp.

“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.” Her voice was muffled as she faced away from him.

Daunté caught his lower lip between his teeth stifling a moan.

“Is this what you want, Father Sin?” she sneered through gritted teeth. “To punish me? To humiliate me over and over again? Is that how you get off?”

She made no attempt to stand, but instead kneed her way around so she could face him. She leaned forward and placed her forehead against his body. The hardest part, at that very moment. There was no hiding it, he was intensely aroused.

She gripped the hem of his robe and parted it.

He knew he should stop her, but he didn’t have the willpower. He wanted this. Here. Now.

As if in a trance, she rubbed her forehead, her cheeks and her lips over his hardness.

Reaching up, she undid his button and fly, then dragged his trousers and boxers to his ankles. His dick bobbed towards her chin.

With cool fingers, she too hold and stroked him as she pulled his straining cock downward, mere inches from her mouth.

Daunté tensed, almost dancing from foot-to-foot in eager anticipation.

Camillah's breath fanned his hot flesh. Her lips hovered. It was then she looked up at him. The raw desire in her eyes made his knees week.

"Let me worship you," she whispered.

He groaned and laced his hands into her hair, granting her silent permission.


I hope you enjoyed the excerpt from Sin Bin.
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