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He rummaged through the drawer, producing the sex toy. I took it from him and touched it between my legs.
“Oh fuck,” I shouted. I was still sensitive from my first orgasm, and now the second barreled down on me hard.
Zeph groaned when I pulsed around his dick. “You feel so good when you come,” he murmured. “I’ve never felt anything like it.
Neither had I. I’d never had a man care so much about making it as good for me as it was for him. I braced myself for Zeph to fill my ass, but it never came. He kept it to his finger, building me up there while he slammed himself inside my core. Every stroke drew out my second orgasm until it turned into a third and sent Zeph over the edge as well.
“Lyric,” he groaned, sweat beading on his skin. He dropped down on top of me once more, pushing me flat to the bed where he rode out the last of his orgasm on my weeping pussy.
When he finally stilled, the room was silent for a moment. Then he pulled out and got to his feet.
I was too exhausted to even wonder where he was going, and then the sound of water running in the bathroom answered that question anyway. He came back in, and a moment later, a wet cloth ran between my legs.
I rolled over, shuddering at the sensation on my already sensitive skin. Zeph gently pushed my legs apart and cleaned away the mess he’d made of my body.
It took me a minute to realize the power must be back on. I frowned at him. “What time is it?”
He’d obviously checked when he’d gotten up to get the cloth. “Nearly five.”
My eyes widened. “I need to get to the church and get my cleaning done.”
He lifted the covers up beneath my chin. “No. You don’t.”
I shook my head. “It’s my responsibility, Zeph.”
“And you’re mine. We made a deal, Lyric. You let me have you how I need you. I take care of you when you’re refusing to take care of yourself. I kept you from sleeping most of the night. So I’m going to go clean the church while you sleep.”
There was no nonsense in his tone. He tucked me in, kissed me sweetly on the forehead, and then the front door was opening.
But it didn’t close right away. There was a pause, and then he called back, “Keep that window shut, Lyric. Next time I need you in the middle of the night, I want it to be a challenge.”
23
ZEPH
Iwasn’t a virgin when I’d come into the priesthood, but the things I’d done with Lyric were nothing like the things I’d done with Annie. We’d had sex, but it had been the awkward fumbling of two teens, neither with any experience, and nothing about it had turned me on. She was beautiful, but it hadn’t been enough. I’d had to use my imagination to get hard, but even my imagination hadn’t done justice to what it felt like to be with a woman like Lyric.
One who knew what she liked. One who wasn’t scared when I touched her in intimate places. While I liked the idea of chasing and pinning her and taking her anywhere, anytime, I liked she was loud with her pleasure. That she was enthusiastic. That she was alive beneath me, begging for more, wanting everything I offered.
I didn’t want a timid wallflower. I wanted someone who challenged me, and Lyric was it.
I’d known it instinctively from the moment I’d laid eyes on her outside my church, when her sass and attitude had been written all over her beautiful face.
Her scent lingered on my skin, pretty and feminine over the harsher smell of cleaning chemicals. I wiped over the church’s stained-glass windows, rubbing at spots of dirt and fingerprints, pride swelling in my chest that my woman was at home in her bed, well satisfied and taken care of.
My woman.
I waited for the guilt to hit me. The things I’d done broke every vow I’d taken.
It didn’t come.
I needed to leave. I couldn’t be this person I was with Lyric while also being the priest who delivered Sunday morning sermons. I couldn’t sheathe myself inside her, promise to fuck her ass, and then stand at the altar and preach stories I didn’t believe in.
The church had been a haven for me. A place to hide.
But I didn’t want to hide anymore. Not from her.
I pulled my phone out from my pocket and dialed my mother’s phone number. She answered groggily. “Zepherin, do you have any idea what time it is?”
