Lessons in Sin

by Pam Godwin

“Do I need to inflict pain to get off?”

“I crave it. But I don’t need it. Not anymore.”

“Because you became a priest?”

“No. Because I found you. You’re a paradox. You don’t fit any of my predilections. You’re young, innocent, so delicately formed. You contradic...

“I want you without cruelty...

“The welts you put on my ass...

“Oh, Tin...

“A little breath play and some red marks are nothing compared to the brutality I inflicted on women. I can’t fathom the thought of hurting you the way I hurt them. I won’t. ...

“I respec...

“You didn’t respect those ot...

“The women you were with, the ones who let ...

“No. I didn’t have an ounce of respect for anyone. I never felt possessive of a woman. Never cared about what they needed or who they fucked. I was never monogamous. Never emotional...

“But with you?” He spoke against my throat. Lips like warm velvet. Voice like cold steel. “I am viciously, reprehensibly possessive of you.”

“You’re more exquisite than I ever imagined.”

I’d been waiting forty years for her. She was made for me. Intelligently, impeccably designed. For me alone. Mine. And here were those feelings again.

“Good girl.”

“Holy fuck, Magnus. You’re ruining me for all other tampons.”

“I’m insane to want anything with you, Magnus Falke. But if I could have just one thing, it’s you on your knees, inserting my tampons every month.”

“You’re a natural.”

“I’ll grab a shirt for you.”

“I want the one you’re wearing.”

“It’s yours.”

“You make me crazy, Tinsley.”

“It’s a good crazy, right?”

“Do you feel alive? Free? Nothing beats this feeling. I know we’re taking a big risk. But the reward?”

“The reward is so damn good.”

I’d never engaged in a kiss that didn’t lead to sex. I’d never kissed a woman just for the sake of kissing. But I kissed Tinsley for two hours. I kissed her until our lips were numb and swollen and the taste of her mouth embedded itself in my soul.

No more crossing lines. No more kissing. No more naked Tinsley in my private quarters. I wouldn’t touch her again. That was the biggest lie of all.

I lasted five days. Five days of no touching. No kissing. No naked Tinsley. She continued to earn punishments every day, which amounted to after-school detention with me and a Bible. Her tardies and disrespectful mouth had become part of our routine. She gave me reasons to discipline her, and I used those punishments to make it impossible for her to participate in off-campus activities.

Was I controlling? Absolutely. Was I wrong to keep her close? Debatable.

“Remove your underwear.”

“Where’s the bloody pair that you never returned?”

“Clean and safely stored in its new home bene...

“You’re such a creeper.”

“Only for you.”

Everything about Tinsley was a tantalizing, kinky, forbidden slow burn. I didn’t even need to touch her, and I felt like I was having the best sex of my life.

“I’m only doing this because I’m bored.”

“Also, every girl knows that when a well-proportioned, powerfully built, humanlike creature—who could possibly be mistaken as a man—asks for her panties, she should just hand them over. Resistance is futile.”

I caught the scrap of satin and tucked it into my pocket.

“I’m still on my period.”

“Remove the t...

“You’re se...

“Dea...

“We c...

“We can’t have sex. Especiall...

“What we can and cannot do is my concern. Your only responsibility is following my order and givi...

“Say no, and nothing changes.”

“You mean more to me than all the money and sex in the world.”

“Mag...

“You hold all the power between us. You...