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“Hold on.” His hand wrapped around her armand she almost moaned at the contact. “I didn’t say I wouldn’t do it. I justneed to hear you say you want your clit hood pierced. Clear communication isimportant with my piercing clients, Addison.”

She shivered all over and his gaze droppedto her naked breasts for a moment before he raised his eyebrow at her.

Addison Mabel Moore! Don’t you dare sayit! Don’t you -

She took a deep breath. “I – I want to getmy clit hood pierced…please.”

Chapter Eleven

Preacher stared at Addison. He’d kept itprofessional while he was piercing her nipple, but her clit piercing requesthad thrown him over the edge. Fuck, did he want her. The first time he fuckedher, it ended badly and despite her acting like he’d never been inside herpretty little pussy, he really should be talking to her about it.

Or better yet, telling her to go the hellhome. Unfortunately, his willpower seemed to have flown out the window.

He’d spent the last two days thinking obsessivelyabout the way he messed it up with her. He’d hurt her for God’s sake. Now shewas here again, and he had the chance to fix what he’d done the last time. Hecould make it good for her. He could show her that it wouldn’t –shouldn’t– hurt her to be with him. He had no intention of piercing her perfect pinkclit, but he’d be an idiot not to take advantage of the opportunity to fix hismistake.

“Will – will you do it?” Addison asked abit breathlessly.

The only thing he wanted to do was her… repeatedly.“Well, Sunshine, here’s the thing. Not every woman’s clit hood is pierceable,so I’ll need to look at your clit before I say yes.”

God, he loved the way she blushed.

“I – you’ve already seen it,” she said.

“No, I’ve touched it,” he corrected.

That made her hands clench into tight fistsand her entire body gave a little shiver as if she were remembering that momenttwo days ago. His dick was as hard as a rock and straining against the frontof his jeans. If she looked at his crotch, she’d see how much he wanted her.He wondered if she was wet, and he tried not to look too desperate as she returnedto lying on her back and studying the ceiling.

“Okay,” she said.

“Okay, what?”

“You can look at me down there.”

He pressed his lips together to keep from smilingat her shyness. “I can look at your clit. Say it, Sunshine. Clearcommunication, remember?”

“You can look at my clit,” she said in alow voice.

His dick practically screamed hallelujahand he rolled his stool to the end of the table before she could change hermind. Now was the time to hand her a sheet to cover herself, instruct her toremove her skirt and panties and leave until she called for him.

Instead, he said, “Lift your skirt.”

He wondered if she could hear the harsh needin his voice.

Breathing hard, she pulled her skirt uparound her waist. He stared at her panties as fresh lust roared through him. Hehad expected to see something lacy like her bra. Women like her always worematching underwear sets. Instead of lace, her panties were cotton and lightpink in colour. A tiny green bow adorned the waistband just below her belly button.They were sweet and practical, just like her. A silky scrap of a thong on awoman was usually what got his motor running but damn if the sight of those practical,soft pink panties didn’t make him want to come in his own jeans.

He was more than thankful she was stillstaring up at the ceiling and couldn’t see the way his hands were shaking.Willing himself not to rip those soft panties right off of her, he cleared histhroat and said, “Hips up.”

She lifted her hips immediately, herslender body jerking when his fingers curled in the waistband of her panties.He pulled them down her thighs, his knuckles gliding across her satiny soft skin,and tugged them down her calves and off her feet.

She was panting harshly, and her legs werelocked together. He resisted the urge to sniff her panties and instead foldedthem neatly and set them on top of the cart. He studied the small patch of auburncurls at the top of her pussy before grabbing her ankles. He pushed her legsup until her feet were resting on the bed. Her body was trembling like mad andhe ran his fingertips down her shins.

“Open your legs, Addison.”

She made a low moan and parted her legs.He stared at her pussy and his cock twitched. She was wet. Soaking wet infact. He squeezed his hands together in a tight fist before saying, “Wider, Sunshine.”

“I – I’m sorry?” she said.

“I need you to spread your legs nice and widefor me.” He stroked her inner thigh with the tips of his fingers.

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