Father, Please.
“You better be as long as the lengths you go to avoid me.”
“Miss Patterson?!” he sounds flabbergasted.
My eyes start to adjust to the darkness and I see that he is at the far corner, sitting on one of two seats in the room.
“Is that what you’ve chosen to call me? Can you moan that?”
“Miss Patterson!! I am your priest! You ought not to show up like this in front of me and say vulgar things to me.” He tries and fails to sound stern. He was practically drooling.
“Yet all you want to do is clasp your hand on my chest and listen to me sing praises to you.”
“You are of the devil.”
I nod, “I’ve been called worse. But is it okay for a priest to moan about the devil while inside me?”
“Will you stop??”
“I will, after I’ve had my fill with you.”
Melanie Rose Patterson wants her priest, and will stop at nothing to get into his pants. Because no matter what his mouth says, his body wants her. What Melanie wants, Melanie always gets... until now.