Forbidden Harmony (Harmony Falls, Book Three), page 29
“I’m sorry,” she said as her face flamed with embarrassment. Fuck, what was it about Preacher that made her babble like an insane woman whenever he touched her?
“Don’t be,” he said before kissing her neck. He rubbed her clit again and she arched against his fingers. One thick finger pushed into her and he made a low sound of approval.
“So wet for me, baby.”
“Oh please,” she moaned as she rocked her pelvis against his hand.
“My little Sunshine needs to come, doesn’t she?”
She nodded and he rubbed her clit again as he nibbled at her ear. “First you’re going to come on my hand and then you’re going to come on my cock.”
“Yes,” she said eagerly. “Yes, please.”
He laughed and licked her neck before cupping her breast with his other hand. She moaned again and he tweaked her nipple as he rubbed firmly at her clit. Shamefully, the pleasure was already building in her belly and she arched into him, flinging her hand over her mouth to muffle her scream of pleasure as she climaxed. Her body shook against his and he held her up when her knees gave out and she sagged against him.
“Oh, oh God, oh God,” she muttered as he slid his finger in and out of her clenching pussy.
“Ready for my cock, baby?”
“Yes, please,” she said.
He laughed again before turning her and pushing her gently onto the bed. She relaxed on the bed and he kneeled between her thighs. He rubbed her soft skin as he stared at her pussy.
“Simon, please,” she said as she reached for him.
He propped himself up above her on one hand before reaching between them and guiding his dick to her pussy. He entered her with one firm push, and she squeezed her legs against his hips as her inner walls stretched around him. God, she had missed this.
Preacher could hardly stop his loud moan when he pushed into Addison’s tight pussy. She squeezed her legs against his hips, and he stared worriedly at her. “Did I hurt you?”
She wrapped her small hands around his forearms. “No. Fuck me.”
She blushed immediately but his hips jerked, and a low moan escaped his throat. “Christ, hearing you ask to be fucked is way hotter than it should be.”
She smiled up at him and traced the tattoos on his arms. “I like it when you fuck me, Simon.”
He made two helpless thrusts, his breath hissing out between his teeth, before he leaned down and nipped at her jaw. “Do you know what you do to me, Sunshine?”
She moaned when he slid in and out of her with slow, deep strokes. “So good,” she gasped out.
He bent his head and pulled on her nipple with his teeth. She cried out, bucking her hips against him as he licked her nipple and then sucked on it.
He groaned and lifted his head. “Your little pussy squeezes my dick so hard when I do that.”
“Feels good,” she panted as he fucked her with slow, deep thrusts.
He rested on his forearms above her, pressing his chest against hers as he nuzzled her ear. She wrapped her legs around his waist and met each of his slow thrusts as she put her arms around his shoulders and clung to him.
“Have you missed my cock, baby?” he said into her ear.
“Yes,” she moaned.
“Say it.”
“I’ve missed your cock,” she said.
“Good.”
“Have you missed my – my pussy?”
“Fuck, yes,” he said. “You’re all I’ve thought about, Sunshine.”
She squeezed her inner muscles around him. He groaned and bit her throat before lifting his head and staring at her.
“Have you let anyone else fuck you?”
“No.”
“Good,” he muttered before kissing her.
When he released her mouth, she said, “Have you fucked anyone else?”
“No.”
Before she could say anything else, he propped himself on his hands above her again and fucked her hard and rough. She met each of his thrusts with reckless abandonment. When she slid her hand between them and rubbed at her clit, he made a growl of approval.
“Good girl. Touch yourself while I fuck you.”
She stroked her clit as her hips rose to meet him. Her soft cries of pleasure mixed with his louder groans and a smile crossed his face when she began to babble at him.
“Oh God, Simon, so big. So thick. Oh God, I’ve missed your cock. Please fuck me harder. Please, Simon!”
He moved faster, driving into her with hard strokes that rocked her small body into the bed. She tossed her head back and forth, her fingers pulling at her clit until her babbling ceased and her body stiffened under him. She climaxed with a loud cry as she squeezed compulsively around his dick.
He shouted with pleasure and threw his head back, the cords standing out in his neck as his climax rushed over him. He thrust deep, pinning her to the bed as his large body shook. Panting, he pulled out of her and collapsed on the bed next to her. He pulled her into his embrace. She rested her head on his chest and traced the tiger tattoo on his ribs as he rubbed her back. She jerked when the door buzzed. She half-sat up and stared at him.
“You expecting someone, Sunshine?” he said.
She shook her head and he pulled her back into his arms as the door buzzed again. “Then ignore it.”
He rubbed her lower back again as she studied the skull tattoo on the inside of his right forearm. She’d never really commented on his tattoos but this morning she seemed fascinated by them.
She touched the skull tattoo and he turned his arm so she could see all of it. She traced her fingers over it before touching the snake that was tattooed on the inside of his bicep.
“That must have hurt,” she said as the door buzzed for a third time.
He shrugged and ran his fingers over her flower tattoo. “The ones on my ribs hurt worse.”
“Is it the most painful spot?”
“Skull is probably more painful,” he said, “but the ribs are pretty bad. You thinking of getting more ink?”
“I don’t know,” she said. “I’m not sure what to get and I have to have it somewhere hidden from my students. Maybe I could get a favourite quote or something on my upper thigh?”
His hand squeezed her ass. “I could create a script for you.”
“Really? That would be cool to have an original script. Now I just need to figure out what quote I’ll use.”
He stroked her satin skin above the small patch of her pubic hair.
“You could put something right here,” he said. “I’ve got the perfect quote.”
“Oh yeah?” Her voice was a bit breathless. “What would it say?”
He stroked her skin again. “Preacher’s pussy.”
She gaped at him before bursting into giggles. “That is so cheesy.”
He laughed and she sat up and leaned over him. He touched her silky hair, rubbing it between his fingers as she arched her eyebrows at him. “Do you try to brand every woman you have sex with, Mr. Preacher?”
His gaze dropped to the barbell in her right nipple and she followed his gaze. “What?”
“Nothing,” he said. If she knew what the SW engraved in the barbell really meant, she’d freak out. Still, it wouldn’t stop him from doing the same thing when he pierced her other nipple.
She touched his forehead. “How often do you get migraines?”
He shrugged. “Once a month, sometimes more.”
“I’m sorry.”
“I’m sorry I showed up on your doorstep like that,” he said. “Thanks for not telling me to fuck off and die, like I deserved.”
She stroked his forehead again. “I wouldn’t have done that. Migraines are horrible and I’m glad I could help you.”
“Do you get migraines? Is that why you knew what to do?” he said.
“No, my mom suffers from them. I’ve done a lot of research on migraines.”
He studied her for a few seconds before saying, “I’m sorry about Tuesday, I shouldn’t have -”
“Addison? You home, babe?”
She froze in the bed as Harrison’s voice echoed down the hallway. Anger shot through him. “What the fuck is that prick doing here?”
“I don’t know,” she said.
“How the hell did he even get in here?”
“I forgot to get his keys back from him,” she said as she threw back the covers. “Stay here. I’ll get rid of him.”
“Don’t let him touch you.”
“What?”
He sat up and put his arm around her waist, pulling her closer until their faces were only inches apart. “Don’t let him touch you, Addison.”
“I won’t,” she said.
“Good.” He kissed her hard on the mouth before letting her go and relaxing on the bed. She touched her mouth as Harrison’s voice drifted down the hallway.
“Babe? Are you up?”
Chapter 27
Addison snatched her robe out of the closet and belted it securely before opening the door. Harrison was almost to her bedroom and she slipped into the hallway and shut the door.
“Hey,” Harrison said. “You’re here. Are you still sleeping? You never sleep in.”
“What are you doing here?” she said.
“I came to talk.”
“And you just let yourself in?” She glanced at the bedroom before pushing past Harrison toward the kitchen. Thankfully, he followed her, and she glared at him as she grabbed a pod of coffee and stuck it into the machine.
“It’s almost ten. Why are you still in bed?” Harrison said. “And what’s going on with your hair?”
“I just woke up,” she said as the smell of coffee filled the kitchen. “Why are you here?”
“I told you – I wanted to talk.”
“You can’t just come into my apartment, Harrison.” She grabbed the milk from the fridge and added some to her coffee.
“Babe, we’ve been together since high school. You don’t care if I let myself into your apartment.”
“Actually, I do,” she said. “We’re not together anymore, remember?”
“That’s what I’m here to talk about,” he said as he reached for the coffee. “Thanks, babe.”
“This isn’t for you.” She backed away. “Jesus, Harrison.”
He stared at her in surprise as she sipped at the coffee. “Addie? You’re acting really differently.”
“What do you want?”
“I miss you, babe. I’m ready to end this break we’re on.”
Her mouth dropped open and she stared silently at him.
He cleared his throat. “I told you I needed a bit of time to get some stuff out of my system. It’s out now and I’m ready to be with you again.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
His eyes widened. “Since when do you talk like a trucker?”
“I don’t know. Since I walked in on my fiancé wearing a dog collar and being spanked by his damn legal assistant?”
Harrison’s face turned bright red. “You don’t have to be crude.”
“You cheated on me!” She slammed her coffee cup down in the sink so hard that coffee splattered across her arm and the counter. “Multiple times! You really think I’m just going to forgive and forget that?”
“I cheated because you weren’t willing to give me what I needed in bed,” Harrison said. “I only slept with Crystal because she wasn’t weirded out by – “
“Weirded out? How could I be weirded out by your kinks in bed when I didn’t even know about them?” Addison said.
“I couldn’t tell you about them,” Harrison said. “You’re too strait-laced, and you’re not that adventurous in bed. You know you’re not.”
“If I suck so much in bed, why do you want to get back together with me?”
“I can show you some things,” he said delicately. “I realize now that having you in my life is worth the sex problems. You can speak to a therapist about your intimacy issues and we’ll get through this together, babe.”
“My intimacy issues,” she said.
He sighed. “Babe, stop focusing on the negative, okay? I love you and I want to be with you. I don’t care if you’re not good in bed. Do you understand? Sex isn’t everything and -”
There was a knock on the front door of her apartment before it opened and Grace said, “Addie? You home? Sorry to just show up like this but, for once, both Kira and I have a Saturday off. We’re headed to the farmer’s market and you’re coming with us. No arguments or… oh, hell no.” Grace glared at Harrison. “Why is this asshole here?”
Before Addie could reply, Grace cocked her head. “Why do you have ‘just been fucked’ hair, Addie?”
“This isn’t a good time,” Addison said. “Can I text you later and -”
“Nope.” Gracie glared at Harrison again. “What the hell are you doing here?”
“Addison and I are back together,” Harrison said.
“What?” Kira and Grace shouted in unison.
“You’re back together with Harrison?” Kira said.
“No!” Addison said.
Grace scowled at her. “But you’re sleeping with him? Addie, honey, I don’t know what this mouthbreather said to convince you to sleep with him again, but it’s a mistake. You don’t need him in your life.”
“I’m not sleeping with Harrison,” Addison said.
Grace studied her hair. “Your hair would suggest otherwise.”
“Gracie, I’m not.”
When both Kira and Grace continued to stare at her skeptically, she glared at Harrison. “Harrison, tell them we’re not having sex!”
He grinned at her and leaned against the counter. “Babe, it’s nothing to be ashamed of.”
“You asshole,” she said. “Tell the truth.”
He grinned again and she wanted to punch him in his smug face. What she’d ever seen him in, she’d never know.
“Babe,” he said placatingly, “you might as well just tell them that we’re – what the hell?”
Harrison stared at Preacher who was standing behind Kira and Grace. “What are you doing here?”
Grace and Kira turned. Addison didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when Preacher grinned cockily at them. “Ladies.”
“Hi, Preacher,” Kira said hesitantly as he slipped past them and grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl on the counter. He tossed it into the air and caught it as he stared at Harrison. Harrison took a step back and Preacher grinned at him before turning to Addison.
She made a weird squeaking sound when his arm snaked around her waist and he pulled her into his embrace. His hand cupped her ass and squeezed as he dropped his mouth onto hers. He kissed her deeply, pushing his tongue past her lips to stroke the inside of her mouth. Despite their audience, Addison could barely stop from moaning when she felt his cock harden against her.
He released her and stepped back. He adjusted the obvious bulge in the front of his jeans before winking at her. “Thanks for last night, Sunshine.”
“I… you’re welcome,” she said.
He bit into his apple and chewed noisily before nodding to Grace and Kira. “Bye, ladies.”
“Bye, Preacher,” Kira said as with a final hard look at Harrison, Preacher left the kitchen. The front door shut, and Addison sagged against the counter as Harrison, Grace and Kira stared at her.
Harrison finally broke the silence. “What was Preacher doing here?”
Grace laughed, the look of delight on her face nearly lighting up the entire kitchen. “Are you blind or just stupid? I think it was obvious what he was doing, Harrison. Or should I say, who?”
“No,” Harrison said in a low voice. “Addison, no. You-you wouldn’t sleep with someone like him.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Addison said.
“He – he’s below us,” Harrison said. “He’s a tattoo artist and he…look at him!”
“Oh, I think she’s been looking at him a lot,” Grace said.
Kira laughed, and Harrison’s face turned red. “Look, I know I gave you permission to sleep with another guy, but Preacher? Did you go crazy because we’re on a break, Addison? Is that it?”
Now it was Addison’s turn to laugh. “Are you serious? Get out of here, Harrison. Leave your keys and go.”
“Addison -”
“Get out!” she shouted.
He flinched and started for the doorway.
“Your keys,” Addison said.
He pulled them out of his pocket and dropped them on the counter. “We’re not done this conversation, Addison.”
“Whatever,” she said.
“Bye, Felicia,” Grace said.
Harrison’s upper lip curled, and he glared at Grace as she waved her hand at him. He stomped toward the front door, slamming it shut behind him. Addison moved to the living room, Kira and Grace trailing after her, and sat down on the couch.
“Holy shit!” Grace crowed. “Did you see the look on Harrison’s face when Preacher came strolling into the kitchen?”
“Forget Harrison,” Kira said as she sat down next to Addison. “Did you see my face? Addison, you’re sleeping with Preacher again?”
“Based on the size of her sex hair, they’re boinking like crazed bunnies,” Grace said with a laugh. “Why didn’t you tell us you were still banging Preacher?”
“Because it doesn’t mean anything and we agreed to keep it a secret,” Addison said.
“A secret?” Grace said. “Then why did he just do a “this is my woman, stay away from her” grab and kiss in the kitchen?”
“I… I don’t know what that was about.”
“I thought it was just a one-time rebound thing,” Kira said. “When did you start up with him again?”
Grace sat down beside Kira as Addison cleared her throat. “A couple of days after we had sex the first time.”
Kira’s eyes widened. “Holy shit.” She stared at Grace. “Why do you not look that surprised?”
Grace shrugged. “Preacher was at our place one Saturday and he freaked out when he heard us talking about Addison getting pierced in Willington. It seemed like a bit of an overreaction for a guy who barely knew her. He made me tell him where she was getting pierced, then he left and never came back. I’m pretty sure he went after Addie. Did he?”
