Forbidden Harmony (Harmony Falls, Book Three), page 14
You said this was what you wanted. He laid out the rules and you agreed to them. Don’t go changing your mind now just because he isn’t sweet. Harrison was sweet and look what he was doing behind your back. You have a month to learn everything you can from Preacher. Pay attention, figure out how to be good in bed, and then you can forget all about him and move on with your life with a nice man who you can wow in bed so he won’t cheat on you.
Preacher spit out an expletive. “I broke the zipper.”
“Oh, uh, that’s okay.” She could hear the tears in her voice, and she tried to swallow past the boulder sized lump in her throat.
Get it together, you idiot!
Preacher pulled on her dress and she allowed him to ease it down her arms until it was bunched at her waist. She folded her arms across her small breasts. She was wearing a bra, but she was suddenly self-conscious.
God, what was she doing? She had to put a stop to this. She opened her mouth to tell him she had changed her mind, when Preacher brushed his mouth across her bare back and said, “You okay, Sunshine?”
Hearing his nickname for her made her release her breath in a shaky sigh. Before she could reply, he put his arm around her waist and brought her back against his chest. He pressed a soft kiss against her neck.
“Okay?”
“Yes,” she said.
“Your tattoo looks good.”
“It’s crusted over.”
“That’s normal. Just keep moisturizing it.” He hesitated and then said, “I was being an asshole.”
“Yeah, you were,” she said.
He pressed another kiss against her bare skin. “I’ll make it up to you when you’re sitting on my face.”
“Wh-what?” She squeaked out as his big hands tugged her dress down her hips. It pooled on the floor at her feet and while she had to wear her plain cotton bra because of the nipple piercing, she wished she had worn prettier underwear. She had her usual cotton ones on, and she had a feeling that Preacher would find them unappealing.
You sure about that? He stole your last cotton panties.
He was unhooking her bra and, still not certain she’d heard him correctly, she said, “What did you say?”
“Lesson number one, Sunshine, is you sitting on my face.” He pulled her bra off and dropped it to the floor before peering over her shoulder. He cupped her left breast and pulled on the nipple. Her back arched and she moaned.
“I don’t see how that will teach me how to be good at sex,” she said.
He didn’t reply. Instead, he turned her to face him and bent to study her right nipple. “It’s still looking good.”
“Thank you.” She hoped that he would twist the barbell again, it was ridiculous how good that felt, but instead he licked the tip of her left nipple.
“OH!” Her hips jerked and his erection pressed against her stomach for a moment before she pulled back.
His hand tightened around her waist and he held her steady before he tugged on her nipple with his teeth
“Oh my gosh!” Her hips bucked again as white-hot pleasure went straight from her nipple to her pussy. “Will you do that to my other nipple? Please?”
“No,” he said. “No touching or licking it for a few more weeks.”
He glanced up at her and grinned. “No pouting, Sunshine.”
“It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“Don’t care. It’s not healed yet and I’m not touching or sucking on it. But I guess that means your left nipple gets all the attention.” His hot mouth closed around said nipple and sucked hard.
“Oh, oh my gosh, oh please, Simon!” She was already starting to babble, and she clamped her mouth shut and gripped his hair as he sucked and licked at her nipple.
“You like that, baby?”
She nodded and arched her back when he lightly bit her nipple. He straightened and kissed her hard on the mouth. She opened to his tongue and he gave her a slow, deep kiss that made her toes curl. His hand squeezed her ass and when his chest brushed against her right nipple, she moaned. “It’s so sensitive. Please, will you touch it?”
“When this one heals, we are definitely piercing your other nipple, Sunshine,” he growled.
He sucked on her bottom lip before pulling on her thigh. “Spread your legs.”
She spread them, clinging to his upper arms as he pushed his hand into her panties and cupped her. “Nice and wet. That’s my good girl.”
She buried her face in his chest and used his hard flesh to muffle her moans – God, why had she told him she’d keep her mouth shut – as he rubbed at her clit with light strokes of his fingertips.
“You ready to sit on my face, Sunshine?”
She nodded, even though there was a part of her that cringed at letting him see her that up close and personal.
He slid his hand out of her panties and grinned at her. “Let’s get you out of your good girl panties.”
She flushed at his teasing but let him pull her panties down her legs. She kicked them off her feet and followed him to the bed. He laid on his back in the middle and crooked his finger at her. “Come here.”
She hesitated before kneeling on the bed beside him. He tugged on her thigh. “Climb on. I want your pussy in my mouth.”
“Are you – are you sure?”
“Yes. Get over here now.” His voice was impatient.
She took a deep breath and straddled his head a bit awkwardly. He peered up at her from between her thighs and grinned wickedly as he wrapped his big hands around her slender thighs. “Hang on tight, baby.”
“Hang on to what?” she said as he tugged her down to his mouth.
He didn’t tease or tantalize. He sucked her clit into his mouth and sucked hard. She screamed at the sudden burst of pleasure in her belly and clutched frantically at the wall in front of her. His mouth was hot and wet and the rough scrape of his stubble against the wet lips of her pussy only inflamed her more. She rocked frantically against his mouth as she begged and pleaded and cried his name repeatedly.
He changed the pressure of his tongue against her clit, licking her lightly instead of the heavy firm strokes she needed. She wailed her displeasure and pulled on his hair. He growled against her pussy and cupped her bare ass, digging his fingers into her soft flesh as he pulled her even closer before lightly licking her clit again.
“More!” she shouted. “Please, I need more!” She pulled on his hair again and he gave her what she wanted when he sucked firmly on her clit. He tugged on it with his teeth and she screamed again before arching her body and coming all over his face. Shameless in her need, she ground her pussy against his mouth as she rode out her release.
He patted her on the thigh and lifted her a little. “Move down, baby.”
Her body trembling madly, she scooted down his body until she was straddling his abdomen. He wiped his face with the sheet before sitting up. She nearly fell off of him and he grabbed her around the waist, making a low groan when her pussy rubbed against his dick.
“Steady, Sunshine.”
“That - that was so good,” she whispered.
“Of course it was,” he said with an arrogant grin. He patted her naked ass before leaning over and grabbing a condom from the nightstand drawer.
“Put this on me, Sunshine.”
Preacher watched as Addison reached for the condom. Her fingers were shaking like crazy and he pulled the package out of her reach. “On second thought, I’ll do it this time. You’re shaking too badly.”
“Sorry,” she said.
He pushed on her hips. “Straddle my thighs.”
She did what he asked and watched as he rolled the condom onto his dick. When it was in place, he rubbed her smooth thighs. “You been on top before?”
She nodded and he said, “You like it?”
“It was fine.” She was staring at his dick and he hated that the look of bliss on her face was being replaced with apprehension.
“It won’t hurt, baby,” he said.
“I know,” she said but there was doubt in her voice.
“We’ll go slow,” he said. “I won’t move, and you can take my cock as slow as you want, okay?”
“Okay,” she said. He relaxed on his back as she moved up until she was straddling his hips. He helped her position his cock at her entrance. Biting her bottom lip, she pushed experimentally. It took every ounce of his willpower not to thrust upward when the head of his cock slid into her warmth.
She gasped and he squeezed her narrow hips. “Okay?”
She nodded and pushed again. He slipped into her wet tightness easily and she moaned as she sheathed him entirely in one final push. She stared at his cock seated snugly inside of her before glancing up at him.
“Didn’t hurt,” she said.
“Good.” He tried not to think about how goddamn tight her pussy was. For how small she was compared to him, her pussy took his dick like a fucking champ. He wanted to thrust hard and fast into her and find the release his body had been craving the last two days.
“Like not at all,” she said.
“Good,” he spit out. “I’m really fucking glad it didn’t hurt. Think you could start moving before I lose my fucking mind?”
She flushed and her knees squeezed his hips. “Um, yes. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize, just move,” he groaned.
She braced her hands on his abdomen and moved her slender body up and down. His hands tightened on her hips and she watched him closely as she moved a little faster. “Does this feel okay?”
He nodded and cupped her ass. “Faster.”
She twitched all over when he moved his right hand to her pussy and rubbed at her clit. She stopped moving and tried to tug his hand away.
“I already had one,” she said.
“You’re going to have two for me,” he said through gritted teeth.
“But I want to concentrate on you,” she said. “I want to make sure I’m doing this right.”
“Fucking hell, you are,” he groaned. “Just keep doing what you’re doing.”
She hesitated for a moment longer and then started fucking him again. He watched his cock slide in and out of her before rubbing her swollen clit. Her breath quickened and two little spots of red appeared high on her cheeks.
She made little moans of pleasure and he grinned when she said, “You’re so big, Preacher. You’re so thick and big and it feels really good. I love how big you -”
She suddenly threw one hand over her mouth and stared anxiously at him before mumbling, “I’m sorry, I was babbling.”
He didn’t reply. Secretly, he was starting to love the way she didn’t shut up when he was fucking her. He loved that she said whatever the hell she was feeling when he got her all amped up.
“I’m sorry,” she repeated.
“Fuck me harder,” he said.
She obeyed, thrusting her slender body up and down as he reached for her clit again. He tugged on it and watched as she cried out and then clamped her mouth shut again. She was trying desperately not to say anything and, a small grin on his face, he reached up with his other hand and pulled on her left nipple.
She cried out, her hips rocking faster and harder against him as she lost all of her inhibition. “Oh my gosh! Oh my goodness! Simon, please!”
“Please what, Addie?” Jesus, he really shouldn’t like the sound of his name on her lips as much as he did. He sat up and wrapped his arm around her waist. She bounced on his cock like a woman possessed as he bent his head and sucked on her left nipple. She screamed again as his other hand rubbed her clit hard and fast.
“Oh my gosh! Oh, Simon! I’m going to come again, I’m going to…”
Her voice trailed off as her entire body stiffened and then she climaxed again, her pussy squeezing him so tightly that it pulled a groan from his throat. He released her nipple and used both hands to hold her hips as he pumped in and out of her. She clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh as she moaned repeatedly and her body shook.
He made one last hard thrust, roaring hoarsely as his own climax washed over him. He gripped her tight against him, keeping her sheathed completely around his cock as he came. When the last of his climax had finished pulsing through him, he fell onto his back, dragging her with him. He stroked her damp back as she rested her head on his chest and panted harshly.
He was softening inside of her and after a few minutes, he lifted her off of him. She sprawled on the bed beside him and he disposed of the condom and relaxed on his back. She immediately snuggled up to him, wrapping her arm around his waist and resting her head on his shoulder. He stroked her back as she yawned.
His night of insomnia had caught up to him and that combined with his orgasm made him sleepy too. He closed his eyes, listening to the way Addison’s breathing slowed and deepened, and he made a low noise of contentment.
What the fuck are you doing? You can’t let her stay with you.
His eyes popped open and he stared at the ceiling as his drowsiness disappeared in an instant. Fuck, what was he doing? He had specifically told her he wouldn’t be her boyfriend. Besides, he didn’t fucking cuddle with a woman. Ever.
Letting Addison sleep in his bed or snuggle up to him was a very bad goddamn idea. Especially if he wanted to keep things simple and uncomplicated.
He shook her arm. “Hey, don’t fall asleep.”
“Hmm?” Her sleepy smile was stupidly adorable, and she tried to snuggle closer.
“Addison, wake up,” he said.
The tone of his voice made her sit up. “What? What’s wrong?”
“You can’t stay,” he said.
“What?” She stared at him in confusion before understanding dawned. “Oh, right. I’m sorry.”
She slid out of bed and grabbed her clothes. “Do you mind if I use the bathroom?”
He shook his head and she disappeared into the bathroom. While she was gone, he threw on his jeans and grabbed a beer from the fridge. He wanted to tell her he would give her a ride home but that was just stupid. Still, the thought of making her walk or take the bus made him feel like an asshole.
She came out of the bathroom. She was dressed and her auburn hair was pulled into a ponytail. Her face was still a little flushed but other than that, you couldn’t tell at all that she’d just been fucked.
That thought bothered him and he grimaced inwardly. What the hell? They didn’t want the town to know they were fucking – that was the last thing they wanted.
“I’m sorry but do you have a shirt I can borrow? The zipper is still, uh….”
He set his beer on the counter before crossing to the dresser. “Right. I’ll pay for a new dress.”
“Oh no,” she said, “you don’t have to do that. I think the zipper can probably be fixed on it. I just need something to throw on over the top of it because I can’t, you know, zip it up.”
He rummaged through the dresser and found a long-sleeved dress shirt he’d forgotten he had. He handed it to her, and she slipped it on. It hung to her knees and he watched as she rolled the sleeves to her elbows. She bunched the bottom of the shirt around her waist and tied it before smiling hesitantly at him.
“How’s it look?”
“Fine,” he said.
Truthfully, she looked damn hot in his shirt and he had the sudden urge to strip her down and take her right back to his bed. Instead, he grabbed his beer and took another long swallow as she walked to the door, grabbed her purse, and put her heels on.
“Okay, well, uh, bye, Preacher,” she said.
“I’ll walk you downstairs,” he said.
He followed her down the staircase. She paused at the bottom of it. “I still owe you for the piercing.”
“Don’t worry about it,” he said.
“Oh, I can’t do that. I know you charged me less than you normally do for a tattoo and -”
“I said don’t worry about it.”
He could hear the annoyance in his voice, and obviously she could too because she winced and hurried out into the hallway. She peered down the connecting hallway at the service door. “Is that the back entrance into the alley?”
He nodded and she said, “I’ll slip out that door.”
“You don’t have to do that,” he said. Jesus, now he really felt like a dick.
“I don’t mind,” she said. “It’ll be busy out front and there’s no point in a bunch of people seeing me leave your shop wearing your shirt.”
She walked down the hallway. “Bye, Preacher.”
“Addison, wait.”
She paused with her hands on the exit bar of the door.
“I’ll give you a ride home.”
“That’s okay,” she said. “I bought a bus pass.”
“You don’t need to take the bus,” he snapped.
“I don’t mind. Besides, it’s not really keeping a low profile if I’m riding around on the back of your bike.” She glanced over her shoulder at him. “Was I, um, okay in bed?”
He stared at her in surprise. How the hell could she think she wasn’t? He’d come like a fucking fire hydrant, hadn’t he? “You were fine.”
She winced again and he cursed inwardly. What the fuck was wrong with him?
“Sounds like I definitely need more lessons,” she said, her eyes bright with unshed tears.
“I didn’t mean -”
“I really should get going,” she said. “Let me know if you’re interested in, uh, doing another lesson next week. But I’ll understand if you’re not.”
“Addison -”
“Bye, Preacher.” She gave him a little wave, pushed open the door, and disappeared into the alley.
Chapter 15
“Thanks for picking me up, loser.” Addison buckled her seat belt as Daniel pulled away from her apartment building.
“No problem.” He laughed when she reached over and tied a friendship bracelet around his wrist. “Another one? I already have three on my wrist. You’re not just sitting at home making friendship bracelets and pining for that asshole Harrison, are you?”
