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Hearing her confession was the most aroused I’ve felt in years, maybe ever.
The metaphorical collar around my neck does feel tighter. Something I’m not about to dive into with my Goldie girl still standing before me.
After seeing Avery on her knees, I knew I’d say yes to anything she wanted. Priest or not, no man would be able to say no to a woman as magnificent as she is with those big, beautiful, blue eyes staring up at me with hope.
Hope that I wouldn’t say no to her. Hope that I’m not a good priest. Hope that this attraction is as strong for me as it is for her.
It’s not that I didn’t want to use her like I had done to everyone who came before her. Having Avery suck my cock is a memory that will stay with me forever, regardless of our future. An interesting development is how I want to piece her back together afterward. It’s a new feeling I’m experiencing.
Spending so much time with Avery is changing me. I don’t want to leave her broken from being with me. My natural inclinations come to a halt when we’re together.
Avery reapplies her red lipstick in the small bathroom mirror. The same red that was all over my cock earlier. I have to readjust myself already. It’s only been minutes since she was riding the outside of it, and I’m already hard again.
She closes her eyes, and I know she’s bracing herself for the impact of our actions. Waiting for me to say something, anything to let her know what direction this is going in.
I may feel guilty, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want more.
“Avery.”
Her eyes snap open and over to mine. I see that same mix of emotions I’ve become more familiar with when our gazes land on one another. I love it all—the lust, the sadness, the fierceness that is in one perfect package, Avery.
I see she’s noticing me while I adjust myself again. It’s clear as day that I have a bulge in my pants. I’m straining against them, and I just fucking came twice.
Her eyes snap back up to mine, lips slightly parted, unsure of what to say in response.
“Avery.”
“I’m sorry.”
Avery’s expression is one of longing and confusion.
“There is nothing to be sorry for. We were doing what we’ve been wanting to do. Consider it your penance,” I almost plea.
I can’t let Avery think any of this is her fault.
She opens her mouth and snaps it closed quickly. I know I’m confusing her more by not saying that this was very wrong of us. That what happened shouldn’t happen again. All I know is that I want more, and I can tell she does too. I’m not going to deny either of us that.
“This isn’t over, Goldie.”
“It’s not?” she whispers back to me.
She looks down toward the ground between us. I can’t let my Goldie girl think that this is her fault.
I gently place my thumb and finger under her chin, pushing slightly to have her return my eye contact.
“It’s not. You can trust me to always give you what you need.”
Her breath hitches, remembering the same words that were spoken between us earlier.
“And what do I need, Lachlan?”
Her eyes are trying to look into the depths of mine to find the answers she needs to hear. Answers I know only I can give her after what happened. None of this is going according to my plan, but I’ve already broken my vow. I can get one more fix of her before I have to end us for good.
“Me.”
She gasps and quickly tries to contain her smile by biting her plump lower lip. It’s clearly been fucked recently, and a surge of pride courses through me.
Avery speaks before I have a chance to.
