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“Perfect, pretty tits,” he murmurs.
Lachlan grips my hips harder and starts moving me faster on his cock. I am drenched, making it too easy to ride his long, thick cock now.
Lachlan must notice that I’m lost in him and picks up the pace. He lets go of my hips and lies all the way down on my bed, folding his arms behind his head.
“What a fucking view I get right now. These perfect tits bouncing in front of me while you ride my cock. You’re my fucking wet dream personified.”
“Fuck, Lachlan, yes.”
I ride him faster, trying to reach that spot I know I’m so close to.
Lachlan moves to start palming my clit. The instant touch makes me break, and I come, just as requested.
Lachlan pumps a few more times into me before coming again. He goes to my bathroom for a washcloth and cleans us both up before pulling me onto his chest.
I lie on top of him, breathless, feeling like every bone in my body is limp. Laying on top of a naked Lachlan is everything and more. His arms feel like all the comfort I’ve needed this week. He is sex on a stick and all mine.
I start to think about my future with him. Something I hadn’t allowed myself to fully do before. Where would he go after he left the church? When is he planning on doing that? These were the answers I needed.
“I can feel those wheels turning again,” he whispers.
I’m cuddled up at his side, strumming my fingers against his chest.
“We have to have some big conversations.”
“Let’s pick one for tonight.”
“That sounds good.”
I pause. What do I go with first? I know we’ll talk about it all eventually. I don’t want to break down tonight. Not when I’m finally cozied up in his arms.
“Avery? Your choice.”
“Let’s go with timing.”
He chuckles, “Timing of…?”
I sigh. I know it’s a hard one.
“When do you think you’ll leave the church, Lachlan? I know it’s a tough decision you’ve come to.”
Lachlan slowly caresses my arm and side, tracing small circles on my skin.
“I’ve given this a lot of thought. With the gala being next weekend, I’m going to give my notice to Greg early next week. Finish up my duties with the gala and then wrap up a few loose ends the following week. I don’t want to put anyone in a bad position if I leave before then.”
In two short weeks, Lachlan will no longer be a priest at St. Peter’s.
“While we’re at it, I have to tell you what I’ve been doing this week while we had some distance.”
He shares how good he feels about his decision. How right it feels to be with me. The pain he has from his dad passing away.
That to do it all right with me, he needed to speak with the two people who matter to him the most. I was so grateful to hear how happy Father Patrick and Janet were for us. I can’t wait to meet them one day.
We slowly drift to sleep. I feel at home in the nook of his arm.
I hope that the peace we are both beginning to feel can last.
The next day at church, I sit in the front row. I’m nervous Kevin is going to show up again, but I haven’t had any contact with him since last Sunday, minus my run-in with Missy.
