Nephilim and the Nun

Chapter 21: •Mission•

Quinn:

Taking a sip from my black coffee, I let the taste wash over me. After having one hell of a night, I

needed the strong coffee to calm my body. Allowing Rhea to sleep without shorts had been a bad idea

but bad in an exciting way.

I woke up in the middle of the night to see her cuddled next to me, her bare ass pressed against my

cock. As I'd predicted, the t-shirt had ridden up, leaving her supple ass bare to me. It was one

temptation I couldn't resist.

I'd slept all night with my arms wrapped tightly around her bare waist, pulling her flush against me.

Even in her sleep, she hadn't noticed how close we were. I woke up to see she was still in the same

position, her soft ass cheeks nestled against the head of my cock. If I hadn't been cladded in boxers, I'd

have been nestled in her warm wet heat.

I had to force myself out of bed as soon as It was dawn to avoid going along with my body needs. Not

that I was against them but we were playing a little game.

She needs to ask for it.

Thus, strong coffee was the only way to calm the raging urges and desires that were threatening to

crumple me.

"Good morning"

The object of my thoughts greeted me in a sing-song voice as she strutted into the kitchen. Turning Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

away from the kitchen window I'd been facing, my eyes landed on her. She was still dressed in only a t-

shirt.

I fought the growl that was threatening to escape my lips, swallowing it back with a mouth full of coffee.

But my eyes never left the temptress before me.

Even with her wild morning hair, she still managed to look good enough to eat.

In response to her greeting, I gave her a little nod. My throat was suddenly too dry and tight to speak

with the sight of her standing in the kitchen with just a t-shirt that was barely mid tights.

Getting a mug from one of the shelves in the kitchen, she moved to the coffee maker and filled it with

coffee. Thereafter, she reached up towards the top shelf for cream and sugar. In an attempt to get her

hands to the shelf, she stretched more, presenting me with her bare ass cheeks when the shirt rode up.

In an instant, I was behind her with my hand holding her waist, the other reaching up to get the items

for her. She stilled from my touch. I leaned more into her, pressing my hard cock to her ass. She

sucked in a breath. Placing the items on the counter, I wrapped them around her waist, pulling her

more into me.

The urge to trail my hands down her thighs, into her shirt was consuming me. I wanted to feel her soft

skin once more.

Giving in to my wanton desires, I inched my hands down to her thighs, grazing her soft skin. Slowly, my

fingers made their way into the shirt, inching towards her naked waist.

Her breathing became ragged and deep, coming out in short pants. Her heartbeat sped up, pounding in

my ears. Yet, she didn't stop me.

I splayed my palms on her bare stomach, before moving my fingers down towards her navel. Moving

past it, they continued their journey down till they were just a little distance away from her pussy. Her

breathing hitched.

I inhaled and my nostrils were filled with the heady scent of her arousal.

"Ask, honey".

With that, I pulled my hands off her and returned to where I'd left my empty mug of coffee.

It took her awhile to turn towards me after adding the cream and sugar to her coffee. When her eyes

landed on my gleaming ones, she schooled her facial expression to a blank one, the arousal that was

etched on her face some minutes ago was gone.

"You'll have to try harder than that to get in my pants".

"Baby, I wanna be in your pussy and you're not even in pants". I grinned.

She rolled her eyes in an attempt to cover the blush that was growing on her face. But it was a failed

attempt. Her pale skin gave it away.

Taking a sip from her coffee, she returned her gaze to me, with a serious expression.

"When do you intend to start working on your plan?"

"As soon as possible".

"What's the first step?". She asked, taking another sip from her coffee.

"Come with me".

I walked out of the kitchen with her behind me. We entered the bedroom and I got my laptop and the

drive from my closet, where I'd kept them. All the while, her eyes were trained on me.

Sitting on the bed, I booted the laptop and connected the drive to it.

"Look". I invited her, without raising my head.

She moved closer, leaning down to see what was on the laptop screen. While she looked, I scrolled

through the files and documents, showing her everything.

"How come the government doesn't know about all these?" She asked, straightening her stance.

"He covers his tracks well without any trail. I had to go to great lengths just to get these".

"How about the terrorists? How are they not caught?"

"Nothing plastic surgery and money wouldn't do".

"Is this why he wants you dead?".

My eyes found hers and I simply nodded.

"And you think I'm all you need to get your revenge?".

With my eyes staring intently into hers, I responded;

"Yes".