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"After she torched documents from the March pile? I don't know. I tried to save what I could."
"It's fine, Harper." He sighs, kissing me on the top of my head. "I have pictures in my phone of everything we had here. The security cameras will show them at least breaking into my office. We'll have to prove that they were the ones who destroyed everything. "
"What about him?" I ask, nudging my chin toward Dennis.
Hunter doesn't have the chance to answer when we hear the sound of a gun cocking by the office door. Mrs. Templeton is standing there with anger etching itself into every frown line of her pasty expression. Her hands are shaking as she tries to hold up the revolver.
We put our hands up, and Hunter stands in front of me as if his broad back can stop a bullet. His energy forces me to take several steps back until we hit the couch where we have no choice but to sit down.
"You two, don't move." She shuffles over toward Dennis, gently poking him with the tip of her foot. "Dennis? Get up. We have to get these files out of here."
Dennis moans, holding the back of his head. "It doesn't matter. We're finished here."
"Finished is right. Ma'am, drop your weapon." A police officer cocks his weapon as he just comes into view from the open door.
My heart stops racing, and I put my hands down, with police officers rushing in to collect Dennis and Mrs. Templeton. They usher them out of the church, with Hunter talking for about an hour to explain to them what's going on from his point of view. They don't speak to me as much, only to confirm the timeline of events as Hunter tells it to them.
When it's all said and done, and the church is quiet, we stand in the office wondering what to do next. It feels natural as we move in a comfortable silence, putting the files into boxes that we load into his truck.
The office looks just as it did the same night we got snowed in, except for the burn hole on the carpet. When we finish, Hunter moves close to me and kisses me with such passion my knees buckle.
The adrenaline is still kicking, but now there's erotic excitement coursing all over us. We survived something together, and his tongue circling my mouth makes me hurriedly strip out of my jeans. Hunter can barely get his pants down fast enough before he grabs the back of my knee to hike it up toward his waist.
Hunter pushes his thick heady cock inside of my warm pussy before hoisting me into his arms and sitting me on the desk. It's aggressive and the fact we're in his office inside the church only heightens the impending orgasm.
Every thrust feels like Hunter's trying to prove a point that this pussy belongs to him. It only comes for him. It only gets wet for him. He pounds into my sweet walls like he's never going to be inside of them again.
13
HUNTER
Lust, excitement, and adrenaline consume me as I push and pull my cock out of Harper's sweet cunt. Her pussy is so soft that I can't get enough. This feeling, this momentary burst of passion is like a tranquilizer to calm me down.
Harper's legs spread on my desk. She takes every inch I give her, making me want to come, and I know it's going to happen much sooner than I want it to. Still, I want to see her climax, and she does.
Her juices coat my dick. Their slickness feels amazing to the point I have to step back and watch as I fuck her. My grip shifts to wrap under her legs to hold her thighs just an inch off the desk. She grabs the edge while I drive myself in and out of her. Harper doesn't hold back, her screams of ecstasy filling the quiet office and probably echoing around the church.
I don't care that the door is still open. I don't care if anyone can hear us. I want any and everyone to know that she belongs to me.Christening my office is just the beginning as I empty my seed into her.
"Are you okay, baby girl?" I ask between panting breaths once the high of our climax dies down.
"Of course, I am. I'm with you, Daddy."
Her stomach growls again. A friendly reminder of why we left my house in the first place.
"Let's get something besides me inside of you." I laugh and we leave the church.
I'm not sure if I want to come back, but I know we have to meet with the Archbishop to discuss all of this. We leave the church, grab some food, and head back to my place where we spend the night working, eating, and fucking until we fall asleep in each other's arms.
I don't want to leave Harper alone in my bed, but the Archbishop's coming in a few days early after hearing about Dennis and Mrs. Templeton's treachery. There are a few folders of pages that truncate our findings, and I hope it's enough to motivate the Archbishop to authorize an independent audit.
The entire walk to the church leaves my mind reeling about the decisions I have to make to secure my future with Harper. I'm not certain there's room for my priesthood. However, I'm going to keep my mind open to whatever is possible.
The Archbishop is in a regal red robe with gold trimming and embroidery, standing at the pulpit, waiting for me from what I can tell.
"Good morning, Monsignor." I offer him a smile and handshake as we make our way into the office. He takes the seat behind my desk, while I suddenly feel like a student in the principal's office.
"Good morning, Father Hudgens. Quite a bit of excitement this week, huh?" he says with a grin.
