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Keeping her in his arms, he let her slide down until her feet touched the floor. He told himself to be gentle. He was sure she was a hellcat in the sack, but sometimes you had to pet the pussy before ruining it.
“Tell me what you want, Riley.” The look in her eyes told him she wasn’t sure what she wanted from him. Gone was the feisty woman who had been giving him hell for months. In her beautiful eyes now lived doubt.That wouldn’t do, Preacher thought. Backing Riley up, he only stopped when her legs bumped into the side of the mattress.
“Preacher.”
His smile disarmed her in every way. It was too late to back out. She was in too deep and wouldn’t get out if she could. What did she think he’d expect? What had she expected for him to want? She realized, in that instant, every man she’d ever been with would never compare to him.
“All you have to do is say no. I won’t be upset if you’re not feeling this tonight,” Preacher said as he ran a gentle hand through her hair, his long fingers tucking a strand behind her ear. They’d been apart for a month, and a lot of doubt had kept her up at night.
Lifting her head, Riley looked at the man in front of her telling her it was up to her. She took him in, all ripped and corded muscle. His long, dark blonde hair brushed past his wide shoulders. His eyes were the lightest sky blue and penetrating.
At first, she thought she was out of her league, and she wondered what he saw in her. But he pursued her, wanted to be with her. There was nothing weak about her. She might feel slightly intimidated, but that was as far as she’d let her doubt creep. “Strip,” she told him with a smirk.
Preacher wanted to laugh at Riley’s firmness. Well, she wanted him naked. “You want me naked? You take off my clothes.”
He saw the look, the heated stare, and then she reached up, grabbing his shirt and forcing him to bend over so she could pull it over his head. Then he did laugh as she sent it sailing through the air.
Her hands gripped the waistband of his jeans, and he felt her slender fingers glide along his skin as she reached for the button. Her hands trembled as she popped the first button on his jeans.
“Are you changing your mind . . . Riley? You need to get out of your head.”
Putting her finger in his chest, she smiled the smile that had slayed half a dozen guys, then she dropped to her knees. Her hands went to the remaining buttons on his fly. One at a time, she opened each button painfully slow. When she reached up for his jeans and began tugging them down, Preacher’s words stopped her. “Boots first,” he said. Riley, with all her attempts at being seductive, had missed that one key thing.Boots had to come off before the jeans.
Riley looked at her hands and remembered where she had been hours before and what she had been doing. There were specks of blood and bruising on her hands and arms. She needed to shower before she let Preacher touch her. Standing, she placed a hand on his chest. “I need a shower before you touch me.”
He lifted her, forcing her legs to wrap around his waist, and walked them into the bathroom. After stripping both their clothes off he moved her into the shower stall. Letting Riley down, he turned on the water and shielded her from the first burst of cold water that shot out of the head.
Pressing his lips to hers, his tongue swept into her mouth, thrusting along hers. His cock thickened and raged to be inside her pussy. Every shitty comment, the crap attitude, letting Jack get into his head again, all of it had to do with him not knowing how to handle what was between them. Breaking the kiss, he stared at Riley as water washed over them.
“Tell me what you want.”
“You, Preacher. I want you. All of you,” she answered with a throaty response.
Moving across the tile floor of the shower, Preacher pressed Riley against the wall. He needed this. She needed this. To taste and tease. She wrapped a leg around him, allowing his cock to slide between her legs, the head pressed against her entrance. “Tell me how much you want this.”
“I want it. I want to feel you filling me up.”
In one fluent move, he picked her up, slamming her into the wall, and speared into her pussy, finding what he’d been missing. Feeling her wrapped around him was like coming home. Her body was so welcoming to his. He loved the feel of her. The small moans she made had him thrusting harder into her. Sliding an arm around her waist, he slid his free hand into her hair, twisting it and tugging her head back. He wanted to watch her face as he reminded her who he was.
Slamming into her, Preacher gritted his teeth as he pushed Riley harder against the wall. He needed more. He didn’t want to lose control yet. Sliding out and back in, her cries of pleasure brought him closer to the edge.
Riley’s thighs trembled as they gripped his waist and her heels dug into his ass, trying to keep him deep inside her. Dropping her eyes, she wanted to see, to watch as his body fucked her.
His hand still controlled the position of her head as he scraped his teeth along her neck. His commanding voice told her to let go, to give him what he wanted. “Please, oh God . . .”
“Give it to me.” His voice was barely audible as he pounded into her.
“Oh, oh, oh, Preacher,” she cried out as her body tensed, and then she fell apart with him still pounding into her.
Riley collapsed against him as her sex clenched around his shaft with little aftershocks. She tightened her arms around his neck, and her body bounced against him as his demanded more of her. Riley didn’t think she had anything else to give, but then she felt her body tighten again. The second orgasm was more intense than the first. She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt Preacher come on a grunt, and her body responded to the sensation. Her clit throbbed and her walls pulsed as she tried to catch her breath.
“Fuck,” he growled against her throat.
“Damn, that was worth the wait,” she whispered against his shoulder.
Preacher stepped back, bringing her body away from the wall. He looked at her, wanting to tell her how he was feeling, but he couldn’t find the words. Instead, he let his cock slip from the warmth of her body and set her down. He said nothing as he reached for the bath soap.
“I should bathe you, you did all the work,” she said. He heard the smile in the breathy tone. Going down on his knees, he kissed her right above her clit. He loved the smell of himself on her.
