Page 124 of Preacher Man

"True. You scream like a woman, by the way. Turned me on a little ...not gonna lie."

Preacher laughed. "You're a fucking sicko."

"I try. Later, gorgeous. And you, Preach."

They walked a little. Talked a little. Ruby held his hand and stroked his fingers, each touch distracting.

When they were around the corner out of eyeshot of anyone else he backed her into the wall at the side of the shop, his voice was low, still tempered with his emotions, no one would hear him, the noise from inside was too loud anyway. The look in her eyes baited and taunted at the same time.

"Would you let me fuck you right here? if that's what I wanted right now."

"Yes." She said on an inhale.

What if I..." he flipped her around, holding her waist, keeping her pinned, he got in good and tight to her ass, his groin throbbing as he rubbed on her, "wanted to fuck you like an animal, just like this?"

"Yes."

"God. Ruby. You’d let me as well, wouldn’t you? Fuck, baby." Dropping his forehead to her shoulder, he sucked in her scent, before turning her gently, he pulled her in close, holding her tightly, her arms went around him equally tight. "What you did for me, thank you, beautiful. I didn't mean to scare you. Please don't be afraid of me, I'd never hurt you."Fuck, I hope not.

"Preacher." She pulled away slightly, looked at him. "I wasn't scared of you. I was scaredforyou. I didn't know what to do to make it better, I hated seeing you hurting like that."

He felt color rush into his cheeks, staining his face so he tugged her back into a hug.

Jesus, this woman was dangerous. He wanted to give her everything he had, and that wasn't much, but it was hers if she wanted to own it.

"I think you should go home and rest, Preacher."

"I can think of ten better things to do in bed."

She laughed and pulled back, arching a dark brow. "I just bet you can, perv."

"Come home with me and I'll show you."

"You sex pest, I have to stick a needle in a very burly man who might blub like a little girl in about fifteen minutes and you look like you need to sleep more than you need to fuck."

When she said fuck like that all Preacher wanted to do was hear her say it over and over, sleep was far from his mind.

"Come to my place afterward." He countered.

"Will you sleep first?"

"Yes." He was exhausted. Just as well she wasn't coming with him, he probably couldn't do justice to how he wanted to take her. "Then you'll come?"

"Yes."

"And...?" He waited with a smirk.

"And you can do me like a dirty animal."

Preacher groaned dipping his head he buried his face in her throat.

"Ruby?"

"Yeah?"

"You know this is more than fuck buddies, right?"

She went still and silent within his arms.