Chapter 3
Chapter Three
Mary Eunice was perched at the foot of her bed, wrapped tightly in a purple towel. She was perfectly silent, perfectly motionless, and the anxiety was rolling off her in waves. Lana Winters, clad in a white bathrobe, sat next to her. She leaned into the blonde, nuzzling her ear and running her fingertips up a well-muscled thigh.
"Talk to me, Blondie," she purred.
Mary took a deep breath.
"We can't do this," she said softly. "This was a mistake."
Lana, not so easily deterred, nipped Mary's ear. The nun's breath caught in her throat.
"Was it, now?," Lana whispered. "Because I'm pretty sure you have never been this turned on in your life. I know you're dripping wet for me, Mary. I can practically taste you from here."
A strangled groan jerked from Mary Eunice's throat.
"Miss Winters, I-"
Lana cut her off abruptly.
"Honey, not five minutes ago, you were in the tub with me soaping up my tits. Now I'm on your bed, wearing your bathrobe, and about to show you the time of your life. I think we're way past formalities."
The blonde sighed. "Very well, then. Lana." She couldn't stop the smile forming on her lips.
"Lana," she repeatedly softly, loving the way the name felt rolling off her tongue.
mary eunice mckee, you are a depraved individual. better plan on burning in hell for eternity.
well.. as long as she's there too..
Mary Eunice stood and dropped her towel to the floor, leveling her gaze at the brunette, and Lana's face lit up in her signature 1000watt smile as she ditched her robe. Taking Mary's hand, she pulled her friend onto the bed next to her. Trembling, the nun's lips found the inmate's, and she kissed her deeply, sucking that lush bottom lip into her mouth. She ended with a bite, eliciting a sharp gasp from Lana.
"Fuck, Mary."
"Too hard?" asked the blonde.
"No," came the breathy reply.
"Good."
In that instant, all the pent up energy that Mary Eunice had worked so hard for so long to control finally came to a head. Every fantasy, every frustration, all of it, right now, in this moment, possessed her completely and she knew she had to have Lana this very second or she would explode. With strength and ferocity that belied her seraphic exterior, she rolled Lana onto her back, straddling her hips. Black-coffee eyes shot wide open as Mary took Lana's face in her hands and kissed the brunette roughly, before biting none too softly from her jaw to her neck. Mary Eunice sucked on the side of Lana's throat, searching out the good spots, and Lana moaned.
found one.
Mary Eunice sucked hard, marking the sensitive flesh, as her hand made its way to Lana's chest, heart thumping as she squeezed a beautiful breast.
god, these tits.
She tweaked a hard nipple. Lana squealed in response.
christ almighty.
Mary's mouth traced her way down Lana's elegant throat and chest, tonguing a sensitive peak before enveloping it in her cupid's bow lips. The unholy noises coming from Lana's mouth sounded like Heaven, and Mary Eunice stifled her own cries, focusing all her attention on thoroughly loving both nipples until the brunette could stand no more. With a wail, Lana took Mary's face in her hands and gently pulled the blonde from her breast, seeking eye contact. Mary Eunice reluctantly let go, but not before lightly raking her teeth over the rock-hard nipple. She stared intently back at her new lover, catching her breath.
"Get on your back," Lana panted, dark eyes burning.
The blonde smirked and shook her head.
"I like it right here," she purred, biting her bottom lip. "I want you so badly, it hurts." She punctuated the last word with a slow hip thrust.
Lana giggled and traced a finger over Mary's mouth.
"Then get on your back and let me give it to you, Blondie," she murmured with a smile.
The rogue nun ground down once more against her favorite inmate's hips, harder this time.
"Lana, I don't think you understand. I. WANT. You." She emphasized each husky word with a rough kiss. "Every inch of you. For God's sake, Lana, if I don't feel and taste you right now, I'll die," she ended in a low whine.
Before Lana could respond, Mary Eunice's lips found the pulse point on the other side of her throat, biting hard, then soothing the offended flesh with her tongue, marking that side to match the other. With her knee, she parted Lana's legs, settling comfortably between her thighs. She ran her hand down Lana's taught abdomen, moaning loudly as her fingertips contacted the woman's wetness for the first time. It was a transcendent experience, more beautiful than she had even dreamed.The fire in her belly grew to a raging inferno.
"Oh sweet Jesus, Lana," Mary breathed into her lover's neck.
She began to rub circles over Lana's swollen clit, relying on her own intuition and the brunette's reactions to guide her. The inmate's little hands found Mary Eunice's golden hair and gently tugged, urging her lower. The nun happily obliged, nipping and teasing the insides Lana's silky thighs. Now, she was face to face with the brunette's dripping pussy. She had never had such an intimate look at someone's womanhood before, and the sight put her on the verge of hyperventilation.
"Beautiful," Mary Eunice whispered, before closing her eyes and inhaling deeply.
Lana bit her lip, and, placing a hand on Mary's head for encouragement.
"Eat," she commanded softly, as she bucked her hips to meet her nun's mouth.
Mary Eunice moaned into Lana's core as she had her first taste of woman. With broad, soft strokes, she licked the length of her over and over, stopping occasionally to slip her tongue inside.
"Oh-h fuck, Mary, fuck yes," Lana panted.
Mary Eunice focused her tongue on Lana's clit, and the brunette's words gave way to animalistic cries of pleasure. The incredibly erotic sounds spurred her on, and she could no longer wait to see, feel, hear, and taste her lady's orgasm. Mary Eunice pulled away momentarily.
"Lana, look at me," came the quiet demand.
The woman propped herself up on her elbows, breath catching at the sight of the blonde goddess lustfully gazing up at her from between her legs. Their eyes locked. Mary Eunice, satisfied that Lana was paying attention, swirled her tongue over the brunette's throbbing bud, before sucking it into her mouth and holding onto it. Blue eyes staring intently, never leaving Lana's face, she began to flick it with the tip of her tongue while maintaining suction. In theory, this should feel amazing. The way Lana's jaw dropped and she cried out with every breath told Mary that she was right.
She hummed softly, so deep it was almost a rumble in her chest. The vibrations drove Lana crazy, and she wound her hands into Mary Eunice's luxurious mane, eyes still fixed on her lover. It was finally all too much, and she came with unprecedented intensity. A high-pitched, keening sound escaped her lips, and she bucked hard, grinding out her orgasm on Mary Eunice's pretty face. Wiping her chin on the back of her hand, the nun smiled and kissed Lana's plush lips.
"Damn, Miss Lana Banana," she said.
"Nuns aren't supposed to swear," Lana said with a grin, still breathless.
With a low chuckle, Mary Eunice laid down next to the brunette, draping an arm around her waist.
"My turn, Sister," Lana husked. She rolled the blonde onto her back, looking deeply into her cerulean eyes.
Reading the trepidation slowly growing in them, she gently whispered, "Don't worry, Blondie. I'll take care of you. Do you trust me?"
Mary Eunice bit her bottom lip and nodded.
you always do this. Trust people. And you're always disappointed.
yeah, but maybe this one's different. now shut up.
"Yes. I trust you," was her barely audible reply.
"Good." She touched Mary's cheek, softly repeating, "Good."
Lana leaned in slowly to kiss Mary's perfect cupid's bow mouth. The instant their lips met, a pounding on the door jolted them back to reality.
"Sister! Sister Mary Eunice!"
oh christ. sisterjude.
The color drained from Mary's face.
"S-Sister Jude, is everything alright?"
"There's been an incident in the common room. I'm headed there now, I'll need your help," Jude barked.
"Y-yes, Sister," Mary Eunice stammered. "I'll be right down."
They listened to the sound of Jude's shoes clacking down the hallway. Mary Eunice crossed herself, her lips moving in a silent prayer.
Lana released a breath. "Fuck."
"Lana, I.. I'm so sorry, but I-"
"Yes, you have to go, don't be sorry," she said.
Mary Eunice pressed a tender kiss to Lana's lips, before quickly getting dressed.
"Wait five minutes after I go, then be off. Nobody will know a thing. I'll come find you when things quiet down."
Lana nodded silently in response. With one last chaste kiss, Sister Mary Eunice turned on her heel and left to tend to her charges.