~Meadow's POV~
"Fuck....Meadow, isn't this what you wanted?" Demitri groaned, his voice thick and commanding. "Now eat me like I'm your f*****g messiah on earth."
The hearty cheers and praises of the congregation reverberated upstairs, the sound of my father....Reverend Isaac, delivering his morning sermon. But here I was, not joining them.
My skin was pressed against the cold marble floor, the chill a welcome numbness that kept the rest of the world away, as I deep-throated and choked on Demitri's swollen c**k.
Lord please forgive me, for sinning on such an auspicious day.
How it started....
I stepped off the bus, the humid city air hitting me like a wet slap, carrying the faint scent of exhaust and blooming jasmine from the church garden. Home sweet f*****g home...or at least,
