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"Did that happen?" Wyatt asked, holding himself up over her

"Did what happen?" She decided to play innocent

"Did you coave her a serious, al look

"Yes, I did" She laid her hand on the side of his face

"That was the sexiest thing that has ever happened to rinned and kissed him quick "It happened to meus Can I say it some more?"

"Wyatt, he’s back in three days" She dreaded the conversation she and Søren would have about Wyatt, but not telling him seemed unthinkable

"I don’t care about hi sex and you ca sexy, and I’ about it"

"You can co my permission?"

"You’re the worinned up at him She made the sex rules? She kind of liked the sound of that

"You can I want you to"

"Yes, ain and kissed her with a roughness that shocked her She wrapped a leg around his back and pushed her brsts into his chest He round his pelvis into hers She turned her head to give hiht of his tattooed hand and forearainst the sheets ht now she wanted hied as he ainst her God, she wanted to push hiht now and hold him down She’d love to pin those tattooed forear hiain and then stop again… She’d torture hied her to let hih, she’d let him

Instead she held hi still He lay on top of her, barely ht his breath

"I aht … now"

He closed his eyes and she said nothing What was there to say?

She shi but his boxers and her in nothing but her panties and his S Puether She’d known Søren for almost four years, and she’d never slept in his arms She’d been with Wyatt five days and she’d fallen asleep in his arms and woken up still wrapped up in them She’d felt so cherished and so wanted and so … normal--for once--that it killed her to leave his arms and his bed Since she was fifteen she’d felt Søren’s love for her like a blessing Thata priest felt like a burden

That Friday evening she went to Kingsley’s like always She and Søren would stake out the music room and Søren would talk to her about various aspects of S&M she needed to understand He also made her write for hiined then out sexually explicit fantasies of erotic bondage and torture She loved their Friday-night training sessions, counting down the ain But Søren had been in Roht si feelings for Wyatt

Wyatt had asked her to go out with hiht, but she’d lied and said she had to work So roo out in theto feel closer to Søren It didn’t work From her backpack she pulled Søren’s most recent letter to her

My Little One,

I wish you could be here with hese today and tried to iine all the inappropriate remarks you would make about the statues in their various states of undress It’s a special kind of torture to be without you areat beauty I’ve seen the statues before andtheain in your eyes I don’t knoe could ever coh I dream of such a day I have friends here I see with priests After a feast day, so well I’ I think of you every day, every night I hope you aren’t too lonely and that Kingsley is behaving hiraffiti today I knew you’d find a--cloro al clero You see it painted near Vatican City It ive you any ideas

My trip here has been successful I left you as Rev Marcus Stearns, SJ I’ll return to you Rev Dr Marcus Stearns, SJ You are under orders never to call me Reverend, Doctor or Marcus You may call me Father Stearns at church, Sir in your collar and Søren when I’m inside you