Page 50 of Forbidden Harmony

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It was taking every ounce of Preacher’swillpower not to pick up Addison and carry her to his apartment upstairs. Hehad purposely been crude and tried to scare her off with his little speech.

He wasn’t lying to her. He didn’t want tobe her man. He wanted to fuck her, pure and simple.

Sure, the little schoolteacher might setoff some protective vibes in him, but it didn’t mean anything. She was smalland sweet and a little naïve. She needed someone to look out for her. That’sall it was.

Besides, the look of regret and shame onher face every time they finished fucking, made him feel fucking terrible, and feelingfucking terrible was not an emotion he was used to.

Of course, it didn’t stop his cock from nearlybusting out of his jeans when she said, “What if I want that too?”

He couldn’t turn around and look at heragain. Not when she was sitting there half-naked with her nipples hard andbegging to be sucked. Not when he was certain her little pussy would besoaking wet for him. The way she had moaned when he twisted the barbell…

Fuck! Stop thinking about it, youasshole!

Smart fucking idea.

“You don’t want that,” he said.

“Yes, I do,” she huffed at him.

Thank fucking Christ, he could hear hergetting dressed. When she tapped him on the back he turned and stared down ather.

“That’s exactly what I want,” she said.“I’ve had a fiancé, remember? I’m not looking for that. I don’t need you to takecare of me when I’m sick or buy me stupid flowers or-or tampons! I wantsomeone who will teach me how to not be boring in bed.”

His mouth dropped open and she blushedfuriously. “Look, I know I’m not great in the sack, okay? Harrison cheated onme because I couldn’t,” she paused and then forced the words out, “satisfy himin bed. I don’t want another boyfriend until I’m good at sex. Teach me how tobe good in bed and then I promise I won’t bother you again.”

He stared blankly at her and she licked herlips. “I’m a fast learner. All I would need is a few lessons. I’m not askingfor anything super kinky. I just want a few pointers on giving a blow job andhow to be sexy in the bedroom and more, uh, responsive when I’m having sex. Wecould get together even just once a week for a month and you can show me somestuff. I’ll be discreet, I promise. I won’t ask you to stay the night oranything and I won’t text you or contact you outside of our weekly meetup. Iknow I’m not your usual type but heck, it’s, uh, free pussy for a month,right?”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” he rasped.

She flushed bright red but shook her head.“No, I’m not. I want to get better in bed, you seem pretty, um, knowledgeable,and you like having sex. Say yes, Preacher. I promise I won’t tell anyone –not even Gracie and Kira.”

He continued to stare at her, and sheblurted out, “I won’t talk during sex.”

“What?”

“I know I babbled and said some stupidstuff when we were having sex,” she said. “It was dumb and distracting and Iwon’t do it again. I’ll keep my mouth shut the whole time. Unless, you know,you want it open for something else.”

She dropped her gaze to his dick and he almostgroaned out loud. God, she was trying to kill him. He was unbelievablytempted to give her what she asked. Although, as far as he was concerned, shedidn’t need to be taught how to be sexy. Nor did she need to be coached on howto be more responsive in bed. That bastard of a fiancé had done a real numberon his little sunshine.

Not your problem, Preacher. The girl isnothing but trouble and you know it. The two of you are oil and water.

His inner voice was right. As much as hewanted to fuck Addison, as much as he wanted her on her knees in front of himwith her mouth wrapped around his dick, he couldn’t. She talked a good game aboutnot wanting more but after a few weeks of fucking, she’d want more.

He reined in his libido and shook hishead. “No.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’ll want more.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I do.”

“How?” she said.

“Because women like you always want more.”

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