Page 82 of Preacher

God help me, I wanted that, too. I needed it.

I stepped toward her and reached out, brushing my fingers gently against the edge of her jaw. She flinched, just the slightest bit, and it damn near shattered me. I dropped my hand and said, “Okay. A few hours, but then I have to get back to the clubhouse. We have to figure out what we’re going to do about Vasili.”

“I hate this so much.”

“I know, but you don’t have to worry. I’m going to handle Vasili. I won’t let him hurt you or your boys ever again.”

She didn’t say anything. She just stepped into me, pressing her face against my chest, arms winding tight around my waist like she was trying to hold herself together.

I wrapped her up in my arms, holding her tight.

After a few moments, she reached down, took my hand in hers, and led me to the bedroom. As soon as we reached the foot of the bed, she slipped off my cut and draped it over the dresser. Still silent, she reached for the hem of my shirt, and I bent forward as she eased it over my head. Her eyes were locked on mine as she said, “I wanted us to have this night together before…”

She tossed my shirt to the floor, then reached for her own and carefully lifted it over her head, exposing her perfectly round breasts. I dropped my hands to her waist, pulling her to me as I lowered my mouth to hers, kissing her long and hard.

This wasn’t just any kiss.

It was a kiss filled with promise—a promise that I would be there for her in any way that she needed me to be. And not just now in this moment, but for the days to come.

It wasn’t long before we both started to lose ourselves in the moment. It happened every time we were close. I lowered my mouth to her neck and whispered, “No one has ever gotten to me like you do.”

I ran my lips from the curve of her jaw down to her shoulder. “No one.”

Her hands slid up my arms as she inched closer, pressing her breasts against my chest. A flash of desire crossed her eyes as I grabbed the back of her neck and crashed my lips into hers, our tongues twisting and tasting each other with nothing but passion and desire. Her mouth was warm and soft, and each swirl of her tongue made the blood rush straight to my cock.

The feel of Tabitha’s body against mine sent me over the edge, and my hands suddenly became wild and impatient. I continued trailing kisses past her collarbone, and her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me towards her as I lowered my mouth to her breast.

Heavy breaths and low moans filled the room as I flicked my tongue against her nipple. Her head fell back, leaving no doubt that she liked having my mouth on her. With her eyes closed, she mumbled and moaned incoherently.

Goosebumps prickled across her skin as my fingers worked their way across her abdomen and through the waistband of her pajama pants. I slipped my hand between her legs, and her breath caught when I raked the tips of my fingers against her wet center. Damn, I loved how her body responded to my touch.

“You like that?”

Her only response was a strangled groan, so I continued teasing her.

Unable to contain herself, she rocked her hips forward, begging for more. I slid my fingertips inside her and had just started stroking her when she moaned, “Hudson.”

Hearing my name on Tabitha’s lips drove me wild, and as I brushed my thumb against her clit, she began to tremble. Knowing she was close, I worked two of my fingers deeper inside her, finding the spot that drove her crazy.

Her breath quickened, and her head fell back as her entire body tensed. She was close—so close. With the pad of my thumb on her clit, I increased the pressure enough to send her over the edge.

Seeing her come undone turned me on in ways I couldn’t describe. Unable to wait a moment longer, I withdrew my fingers and moved my hands to her waist, reaching for the drawstring of her pants. As soon as I gave it a tug, they dropped to the floor.

Equally as eager, Tabitha reached for mine, and in a matter of seconds, we were both completely undressed. The room stood silent as we each took a moment to gaze at one another, and the sight of her took my breath away. “So fucking beautiful.”

Without saying a word, she placed the palms of her hands on my chest and playfully pushed me back on the bed, then started towards me with a determined glint in her eye. She arched her brow, then positioned herself at my hips.

Her greedy eyes stayed fixed on my throbbing cock while her fingers wrapped around me, then her lips curled into a smile as she slowly stroked her hand up and down my shaft, gradually tightening her fingers around me. Her lips parted, and her tongue skirted over the head of my cock before she took me into her mouth. I’d never felt anything better.

My hands dropped to her head, tangling in her hair, as she opened her mouth wider, taking me deep. When I felt myself pressed against the back of her throat, a hiss slipped through my teeth, and before I could rebound, she quickened her pace, nearly sending me over the edge.

Tabitha’s warm, wet mouth was driving me nuts, but I wanted more.

I slipped my hands under her arms and pulled her forward. “I love your mouth, babe, but I want to be inside you when I come.”

I carefully lifted her by the hips as she straddled her legs across my body, then shifted a bit. A fevered hiss slipped through her lips as she slowly inched down, taking me deep inside. She was so fucking tight and warm and wet that I thought I’d explode right there on the spot. Tabitha felt like heaven, and I wanted to feel every sensation and savor every second.

A deep growl resonated through my chest as she quickened her pace, and even though it felt incredible, I needed more. Unable to control myself, I clutched Tabitha’s hips and guided her as she took me deeper and deeper.

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