Page 48 of Forbidden Harmony

“Piercing.”

A muscle in his temple joined the jawmuscle in ticking solidarity. He took a deep breath, his nostrils flaringbefore he reached behind her and flipped the open sign to close. His hardchest nearly touched her breasts and … God help her, why did he always have tosmell so good?

He turned away to stare at Nix. “You canhead out. I’ll close up the shop.”

“All right. See you tomorrow.” Nix headedtoward the door. “Nice to meet you, Addison.”

“You too.”

When he was gone, Preacher locked the doorbehind him. “C’mon.” Without looking at her, he walked toward the piercingroom.

She followed him to the piercing room.Shamefully, her pussy was already tingling, and her nipples were hardening ashe pointed to the piercing bed. “Sit down and take off your shirt.”

She hopped up on the bed and unbuttoned hershirt with trembling hands. He had his back to her and was rummaging through acupboard, pulling out some gauze and a small spray bottle of yellow tingedliquid. She removed her soft cotton bra and sat up straight, arching her backa little as he snapped on gloves.

“I still need to pay you for the piercing,”she said.

“Have you been touching it?” He turnedaround.

“No,” she said. “Only to clean it.”

She searched his face but if he found thesight of her tits to be an enjoyable one, it didn’t show. He was all businessas he approached her and bent down to study her right nipple.

“Have you let anyone else touch it?” Hiswarm breath sent goose bumps scuttling to life on her skin and she promptlyforgot what he’d just asked.

“Have you?” he asked as something darkflared in his eyes.

“Have I what?” she whispered.

“Let someone else touch it? Lick it? Suckon it?” he almost growled.

Her panties were suddenly so wet, she was afraidshe was going to drip on the bed.

“No,” she said. “No one has done thosethings.”

“Good,” he said briskly. “A human mouth isfull of germs.”

She blinked at him as he straightened. “Itisn’t infected.”

“Are you sure?” she said a little breathlessly.“It looks kind of red to me.”

“It isn’t,” he said. “It looks reallygood. The swelling is already down significantly.”

She couldn’t hold back her moan when his glovedfingers grasped one end of the silver barbell and turned it gently back andforth.

“Did that hurt?” he said.

“N-no,” she said. Her nipple was incrediblysore Wednesday night and all of Thursday, but she’d woken up this morning withno pain at all and no goo crusted over her nipple either. She had cleaned it inthe shower this morning, but she hadn’t turned the barbell like Preacher was doing.

She was completely unprepared for the lightningbolt of pleasure it sent straight from her right nipple to her crotch. Holymother of Mary’s ghost, who knew piercing a nipple would do that. What wouldit feel like to have Preacher’s lips tugging on the barbell?

“You okay?”

She nodded, not trusting herself to speak.She wasn’t entirely certain she wouldn’t beg him to suck on her nipple.

“You sure?” he asked as his fingers turnedthe barbell again. More pleasure speared straight to her core.

“Yes,” she almost moaned. “It feels alittle, uh, strange. In a good way.”

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