Forbidden Harmony (Harmony Falls, Book Three), page 22
“Yes.” Her eagerness and the look of hot desire on her face made his cock press painfully against his jeans. “If I get to choose the lesson.”
“What did you have in mind?”
“I want to give you a blowjob.” Her face flushed red.
“You sure you want to do that instead of another pussy eating?” He was goddamn obsessed with eating her pussy. It was like his own personal mission to make up for how long she’d gone without a tongue in that perfect pussy of hers.
“I really want to learn how to be better at giving oral sex,” she said. “If you’re okay with me, um, doing that?”
“Sunshine, any time you want to put your mouth on my cock, I am perfectly good with it,” he said.
She giggled nervously, and he took her hand and led her back to the bedroom. He pulled her t-shirt off and cupped her left breast before toying with her nipple. He kissed her again, teasing her lips with small nips and licks as she moaned and rocked her pelvis against him.
He slid his hand inside her leggings and palmed her pussy, grinding the heel of his hand against her clit. She gasped into his mouth, her nails digging into his back and her nipples hard as pearls.
He was beyond tempted to pull on the barbell in her right one, but it was way too early to touch it, no matter how healed it looked.
Instead, he bent and sucked on her left nipple while he trailed light fingers over and around the curve of her right breast. He’d been so anxious to eat her pussy earlier, he hadn’t given nearly enough attention to her tits. The way her nipple swelled in his mouth, the little breathless cries she made when he sucked hard, made his cock ache.
“Preacher, wait.” She tugged at his hair and he growled against her breast before squeezing her pussy.
He didn’t want to wait. He wanted to eat her sweet pussy until she screamed his name. Hell, maybe he’d make her say again that he was the only one who got to fuck her pussy. He liked hearing her say it, liked knowing that it was him and only him who would be between those smooth thighs of hers.
Good job on the not being jealous thing, asshole. You think forcing her to say she won’t fuck anyone else before you let her come, makes you a good guy? Because it fucking doesn’t. You proud of the way you manipulated her?
He shoved the voice away as Addison pushed on his chest. “Preacher, wait.”
He straightened, one hand still cupping her pussy, the other reaching down to squeeze her ass.
“You said I could give you a blowjob, remember?”
“Let me eat your pussy first,” he said.
She shook her head. “No, it seems kind of selfish of me to keep letting you do that without, um, returning the favour.”
He almost laughed out loud. She’d spent ten years never getting her pussy eaten, and she was worried about being selfish?
“I want to go down on you,” he said.
“Well, I want to go down on you.”
They stared at each other and when her lips twitched and she started giggling, he laughed too.
“Are we seriously arguing about who gets oral sex?” she said.
“Your fault,” he said. “You’ve got the sweetest pussy I’ve ever tasted.”
She blushed, like he knew she would, and he eased one finger into her narrow opening. She moaned, her pussy clenching around him as she clutched at his arms. “Hey, no distracting me.”
He kissed her lightly and gave her clit a rub with his thumb before pulling his hand out from her leggings. “All right, Sunshine. You can have what you want.”
Her smug smile made him laugh again, and he held his arms up when she tugged on the bottom of his t-shirt. She stripped it off of him and he sucked in his breath when she trailed her fingers across his chest and down his abdomen.
She leaned forward and pressed soft kisses on his chest as she slipped her arms around him and made tiny circles on his lower back with the tips of her fingers. He groaned and squeezed her ass again when she ran her thumb over one flat nipple.
“Does that feel good?” she said.
He nodded and watched as she explored his chest with her mouth and her tongue. When she licked a circle around his nipple and then sucked on it, it was like a line of hot need straight to his aching dick.
“Fuck, Sunshine!” He cupped her breast and pinched her nipple.
She moaned before reaching for the button on his jeans. He helped her unbutton them and pushed them and his underwear down his legs. “Take off your leggings.”
She hesitated, and he raised an eyebrow at her as he kicked off his clothes. “Take them off.”
“I don’t want you to be distracted by,” she waved her hand in front of her crotch, “this. I feel like if I take them off, I’ll be on my back with your head between my legs before I even get a chance to, you know…”
“Suck my cock?” he said.
God, would he ever get tired of watching that soft blush rise from her chest to her face?
He tugged on the waistband of her leggings. “I want you naked while you’re sucking my cock, Sunshine. I promise to keep my tongue away from your pussy.”
She giggled. “Okay, good. Lie on the bed.”
He laid on his back in the middle of the bed watching as she gracefully slipped out of her leggings before kneeling between his legs. When she leaned over him and her soft hair brushed against his chest, he groaned and threaded his fingers through it.
She smiled up at him and started a soft and meandering path of kisses down his body. When her tongue traced his v-line, he muttered a harsh curse, his hips bucking upward and the tip of his aching cock leaving precum smeared across her flat abdomen.
She licked his v-line on the right side, making him shudder and moan and more precum spill from his dick. She moved down a bit, and they both gasped when his cock brushed across her breast.
Her tiny hands pressed on his thighs and he spread his legs further apart, groaning when she licked a slow path along his inner thigh. Her hand curled around the base of his dick and he thrust upward. She smiled and squeezed lightly. “Hold still, Simon.”
“Your mouth, Sunshine. Now,” he moaned.
“In a minute,” she said.
He glared at her and she jacked him off with long slow strokes that made his body shudder. His cock was weeping copious amounts of precum now, and he hissed out a breath when she licked the head of his cock clean.
“Fuck,” he groaned. “Fuck, do that again.”
She licked him again, this time licking around the ridge and down the thick vein that ran along the underside of his cock. His balls tightened and when she slid her warm wet mouth around the head of his cock, he moaned and thrust his hips upward again.
She pulled back, denying him the heady heat of her mouth. “Hold still.”
“You hold still,” he muttered and then huffed out another groan when she giggled and licked his dick like it was a fucking lollipop.
“I like the way you taste,” she announced before going in for another torturous lick. “I didn’t really like the taste of Har…”
She cleared her throat. “You taste good.”
“Great. That’s fucking awesome, I’m thrilled,” he groaned. “Can you stop talking and start sucking again?”
She giggled her soft and sweet giggle. “So bossy, Preacher.”
“Sunshine, you are killing me over here.”
“Well, we can’t have that, can we?” She slid her mouth down over his cock before sucking hard.
“Fuck!” His hands threaded into her hair and he held tight as he watched her mouth move up and down his dick. She stroked the base of him, sliding her mouth down until her lips met her fingers and his cock touched the back of her throat.
To his surprise, she didn’t gag or pull back. She took a deep breath and sucked hard, hollowing her cheeks.
Motherfuck, he had died and gone to heaven. As she bobbed her head up and down his dick, taking him deeper with every stroke, she cupped his balls and gave them a light tug.
“Fuck!” His voice was a hoarse rasp and his entire world had narrowed down to the feel of Addison’s wet, hot mouth. He was going to come. He was gonna come in her mouth, he couldn’t goddamn help it.
He opened his mouth to warn her, but she was already releasing him with a wet and loud pop.
“Baby, no,” he groaned. “I was so close.”
She licked his dick again and her finger pressed that smooth spot just behind his balls. He cried out and more precum dripped out of his cock. Addison licked him clean again as he moaned and twitched.
“Sunshine, suck my dick,” He tried to tug her mouth back down, but she resisted, pulling free of his grip.
“Look at me, Simon.” Her voice was low and sexy and holy fuck, had he ever wanted to come so much in his life?
“Baby, please.” Begging for her mouth no longer seemed like such a bad thing.
“Look at me,” she repeated.
He squinted at her. Her lips were red and swollen and it was way too fucking easy to remember how they looked stretched around his dick.
“As long as you’re giving me lessons on sex, no other woman gets to suck or fuck your dick.” She stroked him with a rough grip before sucking on the head of his cock again and then releasing him agonizingly quick. “Do you hear me, Simon?”
“Yeah,” he moaned, his hands trying to move her mouth back to his cock again.
“Say it, Simon,” she said. “No one else fucks or sucks your dick but me.”
“Addie, baby, please. I need your mouth.” Her warm breath washing over his cock was gonna be the death of him.
“Say it,” she said.
“No one else fucks or sucks my dick but you,” he said.
“That’s right,” she said with a smug little grin.
He groaned, his reply lost when her mouth slid over his dick again. She sucked hard for a few seconds before releasing him again. “Do you want me to finish you with my mouth or my pussy?”
“Your pussy,” he said without hesitating.
As good as Addison’s mouth felt, he couldn’t resist being in her pussy. Any time she offered it up to him, he was gonna fucking well take it.
She straddled his hips and he helped her line up his dick to her pussy. When she pushed down, he grabbed her hips and thrust upward, making her take all of his cock in one hard stroke.
She cried out, her nails digging into his abdomen. He stopped moving immediately.
“Baby, did I hurt you?”
“No,” she moaned. “God, no. It feels so good, Simon. You’re so big. So damn thick and…”
She moaned again before bracing one hand on his abdomen and rubbing at her clit with the other. She rode him hard, her head thrown back, her beautiful tits bouncing with every one of his thrusts, and her inhibition completely gone.
She’d never looked more fucking beautiful.
When her pussy tightened around him and her slender body stiffened, he made two more hard thrusts. She cried out as she came, her pussy clamping around his dick while she rubbed her clit furiously and ground her pelvis against his.
He shouted her name and came just as hard as she did. He shuddered beneath her, pumping his hips over and over, giving her every last bit of his seed as she rode out her orgasm. When she collapsed against his chest, he put his arms around her and stroked her back, smoothing away the hair from her sweaty face and staring at the fluttering pulse at the base of her neck.
When her breathing slowed and the trembling in her limbs quieted, she eased off of him. He pulled her close before she could roll away, trapping her against his body with one arm around her. She slung a smooth thigh over his and rested her head on his chest again.
“That was really good.” Her voice was sleepy and sated and sexy as hell.
“Hmm.” He needed to get up, needed to get dressed and go the fuck home. Instead, he tugged Addison even closer and closed his eyes.
She yawned again and then kissed his chest. “Are you staying the night?”
“Yeah. If it’s okay with you?”
“Yes. Night, Simon.”
“Night, Sunshine.”
Chapter 22
“Wait… you talked dirty to Preacher? Like, honest to God, dirty words? Words like fuck and pussy and cock?” Harper said.
Addison rested her feet on the edge of the coffee table and propped her iPad on her knees. “Well, not those exact words, but, yeah.”
“Oh my God,” Harper grinned at her, “I wish I was there to hug you, maybe take you out for celebratory drinks or something.”
“It’s not even noon,” Addison said with a laugh.
“Good point. So, what exactly did you say to Preacher to get him all hot and bothered?”
“I can’t tell you that!”
“You can. You’re choosing not to,” Harper said. “I’m your best friend. You have to tell me, pinky-pie.”
“When he was going down on me earlier, he made me say that he was the only one I would, um, have oral and, uh, sex with. I just made him say it back to me when I was going down on him. And no, I’m not giving you my exact words because my head will explode from embarrassment.”
When Harper didn’t reply, Addison tapped the screen. “Hey, you still there? Crap, it’s frozen.”
“It’s not frozen,” Harper said. “I’m just surprised and maybe a little worried.”
“What? Why?”
Harper took a sip of coffee. “If this is only a casual thing, why are you making each other promise not to fuck other people?”
“I don’t – I mean… Preacher was the one who made me say it first. I figured it was only fair that the same rules apply to him.”
“Oh, I’m not disagreeing, they should apply to him too. I just find it strange that Preacher is asking you not to bang other guys, if it’s only casual sex between you two. Francisco and I don’t have that agreement.”
“Maybe it’s a little more than casual sex,” Addison said. “We’ve had sex three days in a row now and the agreement was supposed to be a lesson a week for a month. Maybe Preacher wants… more.”
“Honey, Preacher’s not the kind of guy who’s going to settle down with a woman. You know that, right?” Harper said.
“I know but he spent the night with me,” Addison said. “He stayed the night and this morning we had sex again before he left. He made me come three times, Harper. When I got out of the shower, I thought he would be gone, but he wasn’t. He went down on me again, and then we had sex, and then when we were cuddling, he touched me until I had a third one. I told him he didn’t have to, that two was more than enough, but he said something about a hat trick. I don’t even know that that means.”
“It’s a hockey thing,” Harper said. “Honey, look, just because he spent the night doesn’t mean he wants more than sex. It probably means he was tired or still horny or your bed is more comfortable than his. There are plenty of reasons why a guy you’re only casually porking spends the night, and it’s not because he’s falling in love with you.”
Trying not to let Harper see the way her words were crushing her, Addison said, “No, I know. You’re right. I’m just hopped up on coffee and great sex.”
Harper stared solemnly at her. “It’s easy to mistake what’s happening with Preacher as more than what it is. For the first time in your life, you’re having amazing sex and trust me – all those orgasms do weird fucking things to your brain. But you did just get out of a long-term relationship and I’m not sure that you’re completely over -”
“I am completely over Harrison,” Addison said. “I don’t love him, Harper. I don’t even want to ever see him again.”
“Okay, but still… trying to start another relationship immediately after having your heart broken isn’t a great idea. You need to have a couple of rebound relationships first. Trust me on this. What’s happening with Preacher is a fun distraction but don’t start thinking that it’s anything more than that. Just enjoy it for what it is, okay?”
“Okay,” Addison said.
“I’m not trying to upset you, honey,” Harper said.
“You’re not. I appreciate the dose of reality,” Addison said.
“All right. What are your plans for today?”
“Not a lot,” Addison said. “I have a woman coming by tonight to look at my wedding dress.”
Harper paused with her coffee cup to her mouth. “How does that make you feel?”
Addison smiled a little. “You sound like my mom. I Facetimed with her and Dad yesterday morning and she said the exact same thing.”
“You love that dress,” Harper said. “I know you do.”
“I do,” Addison said. “But with my car dying, I could really use the extra money. I can’t return it to the dress shop because the alterations were already made, so selling it is my only option. I hate taking the bus and once school starts up again, it’ll be really inconvenient not to have a car.”
“So, get a loan to buy a car. You don’t need to sell your wedding dress. You’ll get married some day to the perfect guy and don’t you want your perfect dress when that happens?”
“I can’t afford a car loan and my student loans,” Addison said. “Besides, as much as I love that dress, it was meant to be for my wedding to Harrison, and wouldn’t it be weird to marry someone else while wearing it?”
“If you didn’t need the money for a car, would you sell the dress?” Harper said.
Addison shrugged. “I don’t know. It doesn’t matter though. I’m just being sentimental over it and that’s stupid. I’m glad I’m not marrying Harrison so I shouldn’t care one way or another about the dress. Anyway, why aren’t you at work? Did you switch shifts again?”
Harper sighed. “I got laid off.”
“What?” Addison sat forward. “When?”
“Monday.”
“Oh my God. Honey, I’m sorry. Why didn’t you say anything?”
“Because you’ve got your own thing going on and I didn’t want to go on and on about my problems.”
“Stop it. You know I’m here for you no matter what. Have you already started looking for something else?”
“I think I might come home.”
Addison stared at her in astonishment. “Harper, this is your dream. Just because you lost your job doesn’t mean you give up on your dream. You can find another job and keep trying for a gallery show.”
