“Oh my God,” I moaned and slumped against him.
The pleasure had played itself out, leaving me exhausted. I had never felt anything like it. Father Garrett continued to play in my abundance of arousal, gently opening my lips and exploring with his finger.
“You feel heavenly, Zoe. I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“A little. I hurt myself worse last night. I’m sore now, but the wetness feels good.”
“Do you want me to try to put the ring in?”
“Yes, here.”
I pulled it out of my pocket as Father Garrett gently slid his finger out of me. He opened the packet and took the contraceptive ring out. It looked like a clear piece of plastic that was too small to be a bracelet.
“That has hormones in it?” I asked.
“Yes, just like the pill, but at a smaller dose since it is released at the source. Let’s see if I lubed you up enough. Spread your legs and hold your skirt up for me.”
I did as he asked, then he pinched the ring into a tight oval and knelt in front of me. I tingled with arousal as he pulled the crotch of my underwear aside. He smiled as he admired the little patch of hair on my mound, then he leaned in and lapped his tongue over my sensitive bulb. I gasped from the delicious sensation. I was not expecting him to do that. It was thrilling. My body ached with fresh arousal as he licked between my labia, tasting the sweetness he had worked out of me earlier. I groaned and shuddered as he pleasured me. I felt his fingers spreading my lips apart as he lapped against the front of my opening. Discomfort followed as he worked the ring deep inside me with his finger, then he licked the discomfort away. He stood up after that, leaving me wanting more.
“You taste a little too good. We need to stop for now.”
“Why?” I asked in disappointment.
“It’s getting late. We both need to cool off before our morning classes. You’re also extremely tempting and dangerous right now.”
“Fine,” I sighed and put my skirt down. “So, I keep the ring inside me all the time?”
“Yes, for an entire month. Then a new box of rings will magically appear on my desk, compliments of Mother Ester.”
“Good. Can I do anything for you before I go?”
He wasn’t wearing his robe, and I could see an intriguing bulge pressing against his pants zipper.
“Thank you, but no. I have too much work to do before class.”
We shared a wonderful goodbye kiss before I left his office.
Chapter 12: Keeping Secrets
Noah jogged over to me as soon as I stepped out of Father Garrett’s office. He looked panicked. He begged me for another study session after lunch. Transferring into a new school close to midterms was brutal. I promised I would help him prepare since he had been on good behavior.
“Thank you, Zoe. You’re a saint and my best friend now,” he breathed in relief and hugged me.
Then he cursed and backed away from me. He had forgotten the “no touching” rules.
“Crap, I’m sorry. That won’t happen again,” he said in a panic.
“Noah, chill. It’s okay, just don’t do it again. I know you’re stressed right now. Take a deep breath, and let it out slowly.”
He nodded and did as I said.
“Thanks, Zoe. I don’t function well when I’m excited or nervous about something. By the way, you smell heavenly right now.”
He leaned a little closer to my face and inhaled.
“Mmm, you smell like… um, never mind,” he gulped.
“What? Do I smell bad?”
“No… you um… forgive me for saying this, but you smell like sex,” he whispered behind his hand.
My mouth dropped open in shock, then I quickly pulled Noah into a corner for an explanation. I had no clue that doing sexual things could make me smell like sex. I was an idiot virgin with a lot to learn, and Noah apparently wasn’t a virgin.
“What the hell are you talking about?” I hissed.
“Sorry, I say the wrong things sometimes. That was inappropriate. I know.”
“Shut up, Noah. I’m not mad at you. I need to know why I smell like sex? I haven’t had sex. How can I smell like it?”
Noah blushed furiously and glanced around us. The hall was noisy as students hurried to their first classes. Our conversation wouldn’t be noticed if we spoke softly.
“Please don’t get mad at me for telling you this, and please don’t gossip about me either. My last girlfriend loved oral. Her pussy smelled and tasted sweet. I smelled that on your face just now. It’s distracting. How did that smell get on your face?”
I stared at him with wide eyes for a moment. Father Garrett had kissed me after licking my drenched tunnel a few minutes earlier. Noah had seen me step out of his office. I didn’t realize how hard it would be to keep a secret relationship a secret.
“That’s none of your business. If you tell anyone what my face smells like, you’ll be in serious trouble. I don’t want to be your enemy, Noah. I’m going to wash my face and then sprint to class. This conversation didn’t happen. Got it?”
“Uh, right. It didn’t happen. See you in class,” he nodded and hurried up the hall.
I rushed to the bathroom and washed my face and between my legs. My underwear had a shiny spot of arousal on it where it had dripped out of me after Father Garrett played with me. I smiled and chuckled despite myself. I loved how he made me feel and how wet I stayed afterward. I decided not to tell Father Garrett about the incident with Noah. From what I could tell, Noah hadn’t connected the dots between us yet.
Lunch was a treat since I got to see Father Garrett again. We exchanged smiles as I entered the cafeteria with Candice, Trinity, and Noah. We acted casual after that, not wanting to draw any attention to our delight in seeing each other. Noah wore a scowl throughout lunch and was less talkative. I assumed the cause was his growing fear of the approaching midterms. Noah and I bid farewell to Candice and Trinity after lunch before walking to our favorite bench in the courtyard to study. Noah’s mood didn’t improve as we compared notes and discussed missed lectures.
“What’s up with your mood, Noah? Do you have severe test anxiety?”
“Uh, no… not really. I’ve just been thinking.”
“About what?”
“Nothing important,” he shrugged.
“Yeah, right. You’ve been scowling all afternoon. Why?”
His pretty blue eyes widened in distress for a moment, then he nervously scratched his messy blond hair and sighed.
“Zoe… is Father Garrett respecting your personal boundaries?” he whispered.
My eyes widened after that. I looked at him in astonishment for a moment, unsure how to proceed with the discussion. Going on the offensive usually worked with Noah.
“Noah, how could you ask that? Of course, he respects my personal boundaries. Even if he didn’t, why would that be any of your business?”
“Sorry, I really like you, Zoe. I know I show it in all the wrong ways, but I just get a weird feeling from Father Garrett when you’re in the room with him. Then you come out of his office this morning smelling like…. you know,” he mumbled.
“We’re not having this conversation, Noah. Nothing is going on between Father Garrett and me. That smell was on my face before I entered his office this morning. I… I was trying a stupid acne remedy that Trinity said worked for her, and it involves rubbing certain fluids on my face. I didn’t think anyone could smell what it was,” I grumbled.