Page 51 of Preacher

I undid the button on her jeans and inched them, along with her panties, down her long, lean legs. I felt almost feral as I stared down at her in nothing but those black lace panties waiting for me. The years had been kind to her. She was absolutely exquisite. She was the kind of woman a man didn’t just want to touch. He wanted to worship, and my God. I wanted to worship every inch of her.

My hands slid down between her legs, and the second I raked my fingers across her wet center, she inhaled a deep breath and hissed, “Oh. My. God.”

Hearing her start to unravel spurred me on. I licked the length of her, teasing her in a steady rhythm before I focused on her clit. After a minute, I increased the pace, and she started to stiffen.

“Oh, God. I think I… I’m going to…” she broke off as I sucked down hard, my fingers slipping in, sending her over the edge. Her thighs squeezed as she contracted around me, and a deep-seated moan vibrated through her as she arched off the bed again.

When I moved up over her, she was motionless, and her eyes were hazy and sated. I brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, and she searched my face with an awed expression. “Oh, my. That was incredible.”

It most certainly was.

Damn. She was killing me.

My laughter died as I moved over her again and kissed her with her taste still on my tongue. In a matter of seconds, she started writhing beneath me again. She seemed into it, really into it, and I was too. Hell, I wanted her more than my next breath, but I didn’t want to push her. “We should probably stop.”

“What?” She looked up at me with furrowed brows. “No.”

“We’ve got time, Tabitha.”

Without saying a word, her hands dropped to my belt, and she fumbled around, but she wasn’t getting anywhere. With a soft chuckle, I lowered my hand and snapped open the buckle.

I eased off my boots, then pulled off my jeans along with my boxer briefs. I quickly fished out a condom from the pocket, and a spark of anticipation flashed through Tabitha’s eyes as she watched me roll it on. I eased back on the bed, and her hands moved to my hips as I settled between her legs.

Her eyes locked on mine, and her breath hitched as I raked my cock against her center. She lifted her hips towards me, urging me on as she cried, “Yes!”

“Fuck me,” I choked out. “You’re killing me here.”

With one hard thrust, I buried myself deep inside her. I’d been too rough, or at least, I thought I had. When I didn’t move, she groaned with need and shifted her hips, taking me deeper.

And just like that, I lost what was left of my restraint.Fuck.

A rush of air hissed through her teeth as I withdrew and drove into her again. I didn’t know what it was about this woman, but she had me spiraling out of control. I couldn’t get enough of her.

With her arms wound tightly around my neck, I growled into her shoulder and started thrusting harder and deeper, building up to a relentless pace. I glanced up at her, and when I saw that her eyes were clamped shut, I said, “Open your eyes… Look at me.”

She blinked her eyes open, her pupils were huge, and her cheeks were flushed. Her breath caught when I added, “I want you to see who’s fucking you.”

I lowered my mouth to her neck, kissing her as I drove deeper, harder. Her head reared back with a sated groan when I whispered, “I want your eyes on me when you come all over my cock.”

“Oh, God. Oh… God.”

That was it.

That was exactly what I wanted to fucking hear. Her nails dug into my lower back as her hips rocked against mine, meeting my every thrust with more intensity than the last. I could feel the pressure building, forcing a growl from my chest.

I hooked one of her legs over my arm as my hips started driving into her harder, faster, and she started to tighten around me. “I’m going to…”

She panted wildly and hooked her other leg around my hip when I increased my pace. She was close, so I lowered my hand between her thighs, raking my thumb across her clit.

That was all it took.

She let out a small groan as her back bowed off the bed. The muscles in her body grew taut as her orgasm took hold. Watching her and feeling her pushed me over the edge, and I came right along with her.

I released her leg and collapsed onto her, letting her take my weight for a moment before I pushed up slightly to scan her face. Her cheeks were flushed, and her breath was ragged as she muttered, “Wow.”

“You liked that, huh?”

“Ummm, yeah,” she scoffed. “It was even better than I thought it would be.”

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