Page 58 of Preacher Man

He’d been aware of her high beams behind him the entire time as she followed him, his gut tightened watching her climb from the car, purse in hand she strode forward so confident he nearly swallowed his tongue.

She’d come home with him to fuck.

As Preacher unlocked his door, switching off the security alarm he ushered her inside with a hand on her lower back. Realizing with a start that this was the first time he’d brought a woman home. Hook-ups were for other places where he didn’t live, not for where he made rare steak and watched the game with his boys.

He wanted Ruby all over his house. Starting right here. Pressing her against the back of the door he clicked the lock in place shutting them into the darkness, he didn’t crush her lips this time, rather than, he tempted hers open with whispered dirty promises of what was to come, he tasted her breath and enticed her lips into opening for him. Desire didn’t come unexpectedly, he’d felt it for her for a long time, but it did barrage into his mind, filling all the nooks and space, crowding Preacher like a drunk person on a dance floor until it was the only sensation he had as hands moved over him.

“Strip.” He husked.

“Here? Now?”

“Right now. Right here.” He helped by slipping his hands into her jacket, pushing it off her shoulders, for the rest he took a step back and watched her disperse with each item of clothing. The hallway was midnight, the only light coming from down the other end from the kitchen window, he liked the atmosphere, the shadows it threw against her dark skin, another time he would blaze every light on to watch her, now he just waited until she was perfectly naked before him, standing proud, not at all embarrassed and why would she, he’d never seen a more perfect female form before. A pair of tits made for his mouth, and that pussy,my god, his cock rose eager ready to go home.

“What about you?” Her voice soft and husky, he heard the want there and was going to give it to her.

“You want my cock, baby? Take it out. Show me how you need it.” The belt and zipper wrenched open,greedy girl, he laughed and stroked a palm around her nape, squeezing gently, giving her a taste of the rough she liked and on cue she moaned angling towards him while she freed his length, it fell into her waiting hands, both began to pump him.

"All I want right now is to shove you into the nearest closet and have my cock deal with you because my brain is all out of blood."

Any more stroking and he would have blown in her fingers.

He dived low, testing out her creaminess, fuck, she coated his fingers as he slipped in easily.

“So, damn wet.”

“Please…”

“Oh, I will.” He had them down on the hallway rug a second later, flipping her over, she presented her ass up in the air, pumping it like she could already feel him inside her.

This first time was going to be fast, he had no choice, there was no blood left in his brain, he was all out of sanity as he positioned his cock after a fast donning with a condom where he nearly tore the thing in two trying to open it with his teeth.

Their breaths panted, she chantedpleaseover and over until he thought he’d go mad with need.

And then he was pushed inside. Going in and in and he didn’t stop, couldn’t stop. The pace started at fast, her cry spurring him on as he got a hand on the base of her head, holding her in place.

“Keep still,” he growled, sweat beading his forehead. “And take my fucking cock. All of it, Ruby, stretch that little darling to accept every inch. Goddamn, you feel a size too small. So, fucking good. Am I hurting you?” His hips moved at a torturous pace. It was like he’d thrown himself into second gear, pistoning hard almost before she was ready to take that kind of beating, but shit, it felt good. So, good she melted under him, one moan merging into other, her spine undulating like she was boneless.

“You can go harder.”Mother of god.His perfect woman. Pulling out to almost the tip, her walls squeezing tight to keep him inside her as if he would leave this warmth, silly girl. He leaned bodily over her, turning her head at an angle he licked her lips, and shoved forward without warning, impaling her deep and hard, his hand holding her throat, keeping her eyes on him as she cried out, her mouth a perfect rounded O shape. “Oh, look at you taking it, sweet beautiful baby, aren’t you? That’s it, feel how rough I’m giving it. You’re gonna come for me, Ruby. I need it more than I need my own. Open for me and let me give it to you how you need it, that’s it.” On and on, his thrusts didn’t stop, didn’t slow in pace, growing in tempo he fucked Ruby like a man possessed, lifting her into his dark slams, glorying in her intense moans, he wasn’t stopping until he shot off all his pent-up need into the sweetest fucking heaven.

He made her come.

He made her come hard.

And a lot.

She soaked his cock until her juices ran down her thighs, dripping onto the rug.

He was keeping that rug for fucking ever.

Preacher crushed on top of her, pressing his belly into her ass, not ready to separate them yet.

“I guess this means you like me, beautiful.”

Her back vibrated with her laugh. “You’re a needy asshole.”

“I am.” He nipped the back of her nape, felt her undulate and his cock stir. “Tell me nice things, pet me and call me pretty.”

She laughed again. A sweet sated sound he loved because he’d put it there.