Page 106 of Preacher Man

Leaning down, his head lolling on his shoulders like it weighed a million pounds, he licked the shell of her ear and up her neck, grasped her chin gently, tipped her head back and smiled lethal and dangerous, on the edge.

He hadn’t forgotten she had left him. He wasn’t going to be nice or soft. Not yet.

“Beautiful, do you think this is a sex drive-thru, that you can make demands on my cock and then collect at the next window? Three pumps of dick and a dash of orgasm, is that it? You’ll take what I give you. Now be a good girl because I’m still so fucking angry with you for leaving like that.” He smiled again, saw her eyes widen, but there was no time for conversation. He had to work fast.

He did. Crushing her mouth, kissing the hell out of her.

She was heaven on his tongue. He wanted to suck and drain her dry until there was nothing left. His fingers toyed with her until he had her mindless. Only then did he pull them free.

"You made a mess," he said lifting two glistening fingers to her mouth. She sucked them in immediately, didn't even give it a thought that it was her own salty pleasure she was tasting. When they were clean, she popped his fingers out, licking along each digit, his cock raged to be free, something feral lurked in his chest, and because she was just a little bit dirty she lifted onto her tiptoes and kissed him hard, giving him her own taste by sharing tongues. Good god, this woman. He laughed into her mouth, stroking her tongue.

“You need to be quiet.” His belt unbuckled. Zip came down. He took out his cock, already wet at the tip, taking care of a condom he positioned at her entrance. “Can you do that?”

“I don’t ---” she was rubbing on him.

“That’s okay.” The moment he pushed inside her he took a hand to her mouth muffling her cry against his palm. He filled and stretched her. This wasn’t about his sexual prowess, he was too far gone to give Ruby his best.

What he was giving her was his dirtiest. The fuck of ownership.

Preacher let go of a stream of hushed obscenities against her shoulder. She felt too good, he wasn’t going to last.

He punished her long, fast and hard, making her come in record time, she shattered in a series of shudders and cries under his palm, soaking him, making the slide so slippery. He lost it a second later, deep hard, he emptied and stayed buried in her until it was necessary to pull free before he lost the condom. He dealt with that in a tissue, before he zipped, buckled and walked back to where she was, still resting against the wall, her skirt still hiked up around her gorgeous hips.

Preacher chuckled, helped to pull her skirt down. Put himself in her space again, they shared a hot breath, her eyes all over his face as if she wanted to say a million things.Say them all,he implored. Their mouths just sort of found each other; neither one initiating but moving into each other’s spaces.

“I’ll be picking you up after work and taking you home. I’m staying the night, Ruby.”

One more kiss, he rubbed his nose against hers, liked how she fingered along his beard before he set her aside and opened the door, leaving first.

Every limb was relaxed when he sauntered back through the bar. “Where the fuck did you go to? I drank your bourbon.” Grinder said when Preacher slid into the far side of the booth next to Lawless and Reaper.

“Aww, you missed me, buttercup? Big dumb sap. I was seeing my girl.”

“-----Your girl!?”

“-----Is there an echo in here?”

“------Wait...what… You have agirl?” interjected a gaping Butcher. His mouth twitching holding his bottle of beer to his mouth. Preacher arched a brow at all the nosy fuckers eyeballing him like he’d just grown unicorn hooves. There was only Reaper whose face didn’t flicker or chime in, but he rarely did.

“------Did I stutter?”

“------Another one bites the dust. I’m telling you, the disease is catching. I need to get my shots.”

“------ I’m inoculated.” Gloated Lawless.

“------I feel like we’re all on the biggest fucking trip right now. Own up, who spiked my beer?” laughed Snake. “Our Preacher, gosh darn has done growed up and got himself a girl. And she’s not a blow-up doll. I’m like welling up here.” The conversation went fast and furious around the table. Shitheads acting like he was an alien. Yeah so what, he had a girl. Preacher grinned keeping her in his peripheral.

Ruby was his girl.

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"Guess you're just like the rest of us darlin'."

Ruby looked around to see Kendra, one of the waitresses smiling not so pleasantly at her. That kind of smile that at first glance feels friendly, but it smacks of a forewarned backhanded compliment about to arrive.

"Say what?"

"Sneaking out of the breakroom with Preacher. Thought you were better than us, looks like you're just the same, girlie."