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I’d make sacrifices of men to her if I thought it would earn her favor and bring a smile to those plump delicious lips.
Focus on the task at hand, I chide myself.
Driving a motorcycle with an erection is a lot more obvious than driving in a car with one.
Pushing the bike harder through the traffic, I weave in and out between cars as I race to get to the church.
It’s been a while since I’ve been back to the church where I met Lucifer. The funeral for Michael was a very somber affair. He was so close to being pulled into the inner circle, so close to being a brother of mine.
Lucifer insisted he be buried as one, though, because his death was in defense of a bullet that was aimed for Amy.
It’s one of the main reasons Andrew has been so scarce. Protecting his family is his key priority.
And now that I have one of my own, I understand why.
I don’t know much about Michael, though, and I never bothered to learn.
He was protecting the family. I was out in the world taking care of our interests with a group working in Romania.
When I attended the funeral, I must have caught Father Coss’s eye because he’s been seeking my confession ever fucking since.
I’ve managed to avoid such an awful entrapment as best I can, though he has gotten me there a couple of times. I suppose all of the family has to go one time or another. It must be some right of passage that we have to endure, like puberty or making our first kill.
Getting off the highway, I head directly to the church.
I wouldn’t mind going to the cemetery if I didn’t have to see Coss first. Paul and Peter are buried there, and I miss them. They were good brothers whenever I was in town. They never made demands of me. Never asked for more than I could give.
Pulling into the church, I drive right up to the curb by the front door. No sense in parking way out in the parking lot with all the old cars. The cars more than likely belong to Coss’s little ol’ harem of gray pussy.
Not that his ass can fuck anymore. Rumor has it Lucifer had him castrated the day after he forced him into the clergy.
Honestly, I doubt he had him castrated. And I doubt Coss has a harem, he’s too far up his own clerical asshole.
But the one thing I know beyond a fact with Coss is that he loves to pontificate and show how fucking magnanimous and godly he is.
Taking off my helmet, I look up at the clear blue skies and smile. Not a single rainy cloud in sight. Putting the helmet on the back of the bike, I head towards the gothic doors.
As I straighten my suit, I shake my head at this behemoth of a church. It’s grand cathedral look is tiresome at best.
Yanking both doors open at once, I step inside, heading towards the front of the church.
I was right in my thoughts as I look among the mostly empty pews. The only people in here are a bunch of little old ladies.
I just fucking bet at least one of them has a casserole plate beside her, waiting for Coss to be done with confession so that she can serve him lunch. I also bet Coss hasn’t eaten a meal he’s prepared for himself in ten years.
Walking up to the pew directly in front of the Confession boxes, I lean against the end. Not a chance in the world will I be sitting down on one of these rock-hard wooden monstrosities. I’d more than likely catch something if I even tried.
When the busy red light turns off and a small blue-haired lady comes out the door, I sigh to myself and quickly move in to take her place. I really don’t want to have to deal with another old lady trying to get in there before me.
I need to get back to Eden. My cock still hasn’t completely softened, and I’m afraid one of these old ladies will see it and get some fucked up idea. All I need right now is to be propositioned in a church to take my clothes off.
Closing the door behind myself, I sigh loudly while I lean against the wall.
“Is someone there?” Coss calls out quietly.
“Yes,” I growl. “You summoned me.”
Coss is silent for a long moment before he snaps, “Do you have any sense of propriety? There is a societal contract when you come to confession, Jude. I understand you may have issues with personal skills, but surely you are at least somewhat self-aware.”
