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"Tastes so good." He sucks my tip deeper, pushing my p-spot again, and my whole body shivers.
"Ahhh."
I bend my knees and start to push up off the floor, lifting my ass.
He gives me another warm suck, and I'm done. I feel him choke a little as he swallows. Then he's laughing as he pulls his mouth off me.
Sky draws his fingers out, and when he sits back on his haunches, I grin at his huge erection.
"Mm-hmm. Now we know who really wants a jerk-off."
His eyes close, and for a second, his face is strained. When he opens them, he's grinning like the cat that ate the canary. "I want in again."
"Wanna make me sore with your damn mother out there." I laugh, and he shakes his head, looking down as he palms himself. "You don't have to," Sky says, husky. His eyes meet mine, and he looks drunk on lust as his lids fall lower and he murmurs, "But if you do, you'll be tired enough to sleep through Eden's cries tonight, and I'll do every feeding."
"What?" I laugh again, a little hoot, and he beams. "Didn't think I'm letting Daddy do all the work, did you?"
"You're the one with the long-hours job, Sky."
"I'm the Papa. I thought we could do every other night."
Somehow, he looks even sexier holding his long cock, talking like that about our baby.
"That's...kind of awesome, honestly." I like sleeping. "Only if it doesn't throw your sleep off, though."
"It’s all good."
I roll over, showing him my ass—something I know will get him hotter. I spread myself open for him, and I hear his low groan. "God, you're sexy all used like that."
His finger rubs around my hole, and I groan at the ache.
"Sorta hurt?"
I smile against the blanket. "Good hurt. Come in, big boy," I tease.
"It's too much." His voice is whispered. He sounds guilty.
"Never too much of you."
At that, he pushes into me. I'm grunting, gripping the blanket, more raw this time than the other two, and somehow that just lights my shit up. I come fast, and so does he, and afterward he rolls me over on my back and kisses my mouth.
"Love you, Mr. McDowell."
"Love you more, my husband."
I get a quick shower, and he goes out to visit with his mom. By the time I make my way into the living area, Sky is feeding Eden and his mom is looking on admiringly. I grab a snapshot on my phone and Mrs. McDowell grins up at me.
"Another McDowell boy." She sounds almost wistful.
"That's me, I guess." I smile, feeling slightly shy. Also, nervous that she somehow heard us.
"I'll have to have you boys over for dinner for a celebration. Maybe some of my friends. What would you think?"
I look to Sky, who looks at me, and we both say, “Sounds good,” which makes Mrs. McDowell laugh.
We spend a little while longer talking, Sky’s mom telling a few funny stories about him when he was little, and then she tells Sky that her ride is in the driveway.
“What?” He looks puzzled.
“I called for a driver,” she says, winking.
After we see her out, we pile on the couch together. Sky is holding Eden, looking so damn gorgeous in his work clothes with a soft smile on his lips as he peers down at her.
"I think it’s going to happen," he tells me.
"Yeah?" I touch the baby's soft arm.
"Yeah. She's a single woman," he says. "She has bipolar, the kind where people get manic and do things that are out of character. From what I’m being told, she doesn’t totally remember last week and the week before. But she does need money. Says she wants to go to school to do computer programming."
“I want to talk to her.”
"Maybe soon if things progress and the team says it's okay."
"Let's go in the baby's room,” I suggest. “You can rock her and I'll set some stuff up."
22
Luke
Total members, August 2018: 48,012
Total members, August 2019: 45,329
Total new members from June 2019 to August 2019: 1,098
Net loss.
The words haunt me every time I look at the books. Doesn’t matter what I tell myself.
Loss.
Something has been lost at Evermore. More than one thing. Members and money. Support. Momentum. And it's because of me. It's because I chose my happiness over the organization’s future. I chose me over the mission I've been called to do. This is my calling, my life calling, and I put it all in jeopardy so I could sleep in Vance's arms. So I could wake up to his kisses. So I could put my dick in him whenever I want to and feel his tongue stroke mine and touch his soft hair.
Desires of the flesh. That's what I picked over my calling.
My team of advisers—including the church's internal P.R.—told me I should be honest tonight at the Q&A.
