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He grabbed her shirt, pulling it up and over her head and throwing it across the room so it landed in a heap on the floor. Next, he flicked the catch of her bra, her tits falling free.
Robin didn’t try to hide as he captured both of her tits, stroking his thumbs across each point before following with his lips. As he licked one nipple, he pinched the other.
“Do you have any idea how much I’ve missed these tits?” He pressed his face against her chest, kissing, biting, nipping.
She closed her eyes and didn’t want him to stop but to keep on touching her. She couldn’t get enough. “Please.” Running her hands up his chest once again, this time, she pushed his jacket to the floor.
Preacher stepped back, helping her remove his jacket and his shirt. After jumping off the desk, she sank to her knees before him, working on his button and his zipper. He didn’t move to stop her as she pulled them down, releasing his hard cock.
When he sprang free, she wrapped her fingers around the length, working him up and down, not wanting to let him go.
He growled. Pre-cum leaked out of the tip and she flicked her tongue at it, tasting it.
She moaned his name again and he suddenly caught her head. His fingers tangled in her hair, holding her in place.
“I don’t want you to do this because you feel you have to,” he said.
“I’m not. I’m doing it because I want to, Preacher. I want to suck on your cock.”
“Fuck!”
“Don’t you want me to?” It was a pointless question. She knew he did.
He didn’t force her away from his dick and she stroked the tip with her tongue. Going up and down the vein, she swallowed the head of him. Then she moved down to hit the back of her throat. She pulled up, and then back down.
Bobbing her head, she built up a pace, looking up his body as she tasted him on her tongue. He was exquisite. She’d been thinking about doing this to him. Driving him crazy. Sucking hard on his length. He suddenly pulled her away and lifted her up. He spun her around, pressing her over his desk so her ass was in the air.
He opened her pants, pushing them to her knees, and she remembered the ink on her back.
She panicked and reached behind her. “I don’t want you to see,” she said.
Preacher leaned over her back and she cried out as he bit her neck, hard.
“Do
you think I give a fuck about ink that splays his name? I know who you are, Robin. I know who you belong to and it’s not him. They are just words. He doesn’t own your heart. I fucking do.”
He spread her legs and lifted up. The tip of his cock pressed against her pussy and slowly, he began to sink inside her, going inch by inch until he slammed the last part of him in deep. He gripped her hips, and she couldn’t help but tense up as he traced over the name. “This means nothing to me. You’re what matters. You and the way you feel about me. Tell me how you feel, Robin.”
“I love you,” she said. They were the right words. They didn’t leave her feeling sick to her stomach or heavy with regret. Her words had meaning, and they were real.
All of her feelings for Reaper had no real meaning.
Preacher pulled out of her and slammed back inside, fucking her harder, driving in deep.
He was so deep, she truly believed he was in her stomach. The edge of pain and pleasure was so fine she didn’t want him to stop and kept begging him for more. She didn’t care about anything but what he was doing to her.
Preacher slid his fingers between her legs and started to stroke over her swollen clit. “I want you to come for me. Scream my name, baby. Let me hear it.”
He circled her clit, both fingers stroking across, over, and around. Mixed with the feeling of his cock, she couldn’t think straight. As she came, she did so with his name on her lips.
It was Preacher, it would always be Preacher. Nothing would ever take him away from her.
He pounded inside her even as her orgasm started to fade but with the pressure of his cock driving in her, she moaned his name, hungry and desperate for more. When he came, she felt his cock pulse, filling her with all his cum, and she loved it.
He nibbled on her neck, biting over her pulse. “I’m nowhere near done with you yet. Tonight, I’ll show you who you really belong to.”
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