The Priest’s Fall Into Lustful Heat - Chapter 208

When Ashtel looked up and met Payne’s eyes, she could see how dazed he was.

Maybe it had just been too long since they’d last been this intimate—his reason seemed to have slipped away faster than usual.

“Payne, should I put it in?”

He could only nod in response.

As a priest, part of him felt a sting of shame, but pleasure won out for now.

He fumbled at his neck, pulling off his cross, and as his vision cleared a bit, he rested a hand on Ashtel’s thigh, skin smooth under the bunched-up slip.

But instead of undressing herself, Ashtel simply grabbed one of Payne’s legs and lifted it up over her shoulder.

“Kuh—Ashtel?”

The bed creaked and swayed beneath them.

Now totally naked, Payne realized his thick thigh was now resting on Ashtel’s small shoulder, and instinctively he tensed his lower body so as not to put too much weight on her.

But Ashtel ignored his confusion and tried to hook his other leg over her other shoulder as well, grunting a bit with the effort.

“What are you doing?”

“I just wanted to try this position.”

“…What—oh.”

He didn’t want to understand, but with their roles reversed, it really was a fitting position for them.

“Don’t. I’m heavy, you know.”

“Aww.”

Ashtel looked genuinely disappointed, but she relented.

“Besides, like this, it’s going to be hard for me to… well, put it in—”

At that moment, Payne realized exactly what Ashtel was up to.

With his legs raised like this, everything down there was on full display—firm muscles, the tender inside of his thighs, his twitching c**k, and even the tight little hole nestled just below.

His face went pale.

“W-wait—”

“Hey, don’t move. You’re the one who said you wanted it in.”

“I thought I would put it in, not that I wanted you to do it for me!”

“I asked, ‘should I put it in?’”

“Kuh, Ashtel, get off me!”

He squirmed, trying to push her away, but with such an awkward position, he couldn’t move without risking hurting her.

Ashtel took advantage, lowering just one of his legs and rolling him onto his side so his most obscene bits were in plain view.

It was an undignified pose—like a frog laid out on a dissection table—but when your lover was a priest lost in lust, it was just as tempting as any dessert.

Ashtel smiled mischievously and placed her thumb right on his twitching entrance.

“Payne, you like it here, don’t you?”

“Hngh—Ashtel!”

“You never seem satisfied with anything else.”

“That’s not—nngh! Get your hand off—!”

She circled the rim with her thumb, teasing him. The little entrance opened and closed, almost as if inviting her in.

Still as filthy as ever, she thought.

Lifting her slip, she grabbed Payne’s hand and placed it on her b****t.

As the soft, warm flesh filled his palm, Payne’s protests faltered.

“Do you really hate doing it like this?”

“…Kuh.”

“Hmm? Payne, I’ll stop if you don’t like it…”

Her hand covered his trembling one, guiding it to tease her n****e, while her own sweet moans danced against his ear.

“Mm, ha… should I stop?”

The way Ashtel said it, so seductive and sweet, made it impossible to refuse her.

Her curves spilled through his fingers, her waist arched, and her hand ghosted lower, trailing over his stomach and hovering just above his c**k.

How could anyone say no to that? And was there any point in refusing now?

Payne squeezed his eyes shut in search of resolve, but the feeling of Ashtel’s smooth skin just grew stronger. In the end, he could only shake his head.

Seeing that, Ashtel grinned with a succubus’s knowing smile and slid down to play with his a*s again.

Her small fingers teased the entrance, and a soft, cloudy moan escaped Payne’s lips.

“Hngh, ah… a-ah…”

“Payne, call me Sue.”

“Uh, hngh… Sue… Sue…”

“Mm.”

Ashtel was just as aroused now.

She gazed at his tight entrance for a while, then lowered her head and pressed her mouth to his perineum.

Payne jerked in shock, but it was too late to stop her.

“Sue!”

Ashtel pushed her tongue inside.

“Are you crazy? That’s—oh, ah!”

Before he could protest, her tongue darted in, hot and wet and sharp, wriggling inside his most intimate place.

It was a shockingly different feeling from her fingers, and Payne found himself gasping for breath, body shivering as she worked him with her fingers.