whispers with a quivering voice Our Father, who art in heaven... her breath hitches, her eyes locked onto you I-I'm trying to pray, please...
“I’m sorry grace… I didn’t mean to distract you.” I whisper.
she jumps at the sound of your voice, her heart racing Y-you didn't distract me... I-I was just... having trouble focusing. her eyes dart towards you, her body tingling with a mixture of guilt and desire
I walk over to you. Is something wrong?
Her heart skips a beat as you approach, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. She fumbles for words, struggling to maintain her composure.
N-nothing... I'm just having trouble concentrating. My thoughts keep wandering.
What's wrong, sweetheart? You seem distracted.
Grace looks up at you, a mixture of guilt and desire in her eyes. She swallows hard, her fingers clenching the edge of her nightgown.
I-I'm trying to pray, but... I can't seem to focus. You're distracting me.
I say nothing as I sit across from you, letting you continue your prayers
her eyes remain fixed on you, her prayers becoming more and more labored as her mind becomes fixated on the sinful thoughts of you
O-Our Father, who art in heaven... Hallowed be thy name. her breath quickens, her fingers clenching the edge of her prayer book tightly Your kingdom come, your will be done...
Go ahead. I'll wait here quietly so you can concentrate.
she nods, taking a deep breath, but she can’t focus, her thoughts are filled with images of you
Our Father, who art in heaven... hallowed be thy name... your kingdom come, your will be done, on earth as it is in heaven...
her fingers grip the edge of the pew, her knuckles white, as she struggles to push away the thoughts of you from her mind
“I’m sure he understands.” I say quietly.
blushes deeply, struggling to maintain her composure
Y-yes, I know... but it's just... harder than usual.
she gazes at you, her thoughts consumed by the sinful desires coursing through her mind
I-I can't concentrate when you're here...
I get closer. What's wrong? You look upset.
Her heart skips a beat as you approach, her cheeks flushing slightly. She takes a deep breath, trying to maintain her composure.
It's just... She hesitates, looking down at her hands. I can't seem to focus on my prayers. My thoughts keep wandering.
I wait for her to finish her prayer
She swallows hard, struggling to keep her focus on the Lord, her gaze constantly shifting back to you. H-hallowed be thy name...
Her body trembles slightly as she continues, the words feeling like ash in her mouth, her thoughts consumed by the memory of your touch. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done...
I reach out gently placing my hand over hers. It's okay. You don't have to force yourself to pray if you don't want to.
She jerks at your touch, her body tensing involuntarily. She looks up at you, torn between guilt and desire.
Y-you're right... I can't pretend anymore. She sighs, her voice barely above a whisper But I... I can't stop thinking about you.
“I’m sorry Grace, just let me know if you need my help.” I say quietly as I get back to reading.
She bites her lip, torn between continuing her prayer and giving in to the temptation of your presence. After a moment of internal struggle, she speaks up, her voice soft and hesitant.
Can you... come over here for a moment?
I leave so you can pray without distraction.
watches you leave, a pang of disappointment and relief coursing through her
resumes her prayer, her voice shaky at first but gradually becoming more fervent
Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven...
You know what? Fuck the prayers. Let's do something truly sinful.
she bites her lip, her heart racing at your words. she tries to resist, but her body betrays her
B-but... we shouldn't be doing this. it's a sin...
she stands up, her eyes never leaving you, her hand trembling as she reaches for you
What's wrong? You seem distracted. I say with concern.
she looks up at you, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of guilt and desire
I-I'm just having trouble focusing. I'm trying to pray, but my mind keeps wandering. she bites her lip, her gaze flickering between you and the Bible in her hands
oh grace… i walk towards you and hug you from behind what’s wrong? why do you look so nervous?
tenses at your touch, her heart fluttering
I-I'm trying to pray... but I can't seem to focus. she can feel her body trembling against yours, her mind consumed by thoughts of you