Page 140 of Preacher Man

Silent agreement she saw Slider lick his dry lips, streaking his gaze down her body to her open legs.

She was exposed and feeling sexy.

Powerful.

Time flew by when she was having her boobs massaged soft enough she almost fell asleep.

“Can you take it again?” He seemed to think she could when his hand disappeared between them, plucking at her abused clit. She flinched.

It felt good. So, good.

The full flat of his hand covered her vagina, rubbing so gently she could have been lulled into a coma.

“Yes. I think so. Can you?”

“Oh, you don’t even know, Ruby. I’m fucking worked up for you.” His dirty laugh turned her to soup, she cocked her head back and met his mouth, sucking hard on his tongue while he petted her, the heel grinding to her mound.

She began to feel things.

Soft warm things.

Emotions swirled and she wasn’t so stupid to mistake great empowering sex for anything else. Certainly, not love.

She didn’t love Preacher. Did she? Did she?Not asking for a friend, asking absolutely for me.

She just loved what his cock did to her. Oh, and what things it did. Gorgeous pierced beast.

Yeah, she agreed, rubbing her ass back on the cock in the spotlight, Ruby didn’t love him.

Oh, she did.She really fucking did. She adored him.

She’d fallen so fast so hard she was still trying to catch up with her mind.

“Then show me what you got, Preacher man.”

Starved kisses were shared as he rolled on a fresh condom.

Never taunt the devil, because the devil will show you what he had, pitchfork in hand. The devil was such a showboater, and Preacher was even worse. He lifted her easily and dropped her down on his cock, the full feeling was jarring, no easily slide for Preacher, he sunk and he sunk deep. He had one level and that was; hard.

Oh. My. God.

Their sex began again. He held her wide open, legs spread for the dirty prospect watching everything, looking like he wanted to say a million things but kept his mouth shut. She was going to be vagina broken when they were done. She'd need ice and possibly a stay in the hospital. But oh, so worth it. This was ... majestic fucking.

When she tried to close her legs, he wrenched them open wider, growling for her tokeep them fucking open. She moaned and turned to water, his hands forcing her thighs to stay right there.

She was completely under his control, racing for the pleasure.

Those fucking eyes…Jesus.

Slider was massively aroused. She could hear it in his harsh almost asthmatic breathing, the way he was at first sat back in the chair and now… now, he was leaning forward, both arms on his spread knees.

Her climax was drowning her. Three separate breaths panted sucking up all the air in the small room.

This was real, a live fucking erotic show.

“Ruby…”

“God. Asher. I can’t take it.”