– had hoped that he would show up at her place on Wednesday night with another apology. Even Thursday night she was still holding out hope. He liked having sex with her, maybe that would be enough to get him to admit he’d been acting stupid about Lucas.
But by this morning, she’d had to admit the truth to herself. Preacher really was done giving her lessons. The sex was over between them.
Oh yeah? He showed up at your apartment, didn’t he? You just gave him a goddamn blow job.
Preacher had shown up at her place instead of Gideon’s because he was one of those migraine sufferers who could find some relief from the pain with an orgasm. He knew she would give him one, so he came to her place.
You sure about that? He never mentioned an orgasm, you brought it up. Remember?
She ignored her inner voice and leaned down to brush her lips across his cheek. He didn’t move and she crept out of the bedroom and into the kitchen to finish making dinner.
* * *
She probably shouldn’t sleep in the bed next to him, but it was almost midnight and she was tired. Preacher had been sleeping for hours and would probably sleep through the night. She could have taken the couch, but it was uncomfortable and there was enough room next to him in the bed. Besides, she reasoned as she undressed to a nightshirt and her panties, she should be close by in case he needed the bucket to vomit again or wanted to go to the hospital.
Or in case he needs another blow job.
She flushed as she slipped carefully into the bed next to him. Yeah, that too. What kind of person did it make her to hope that Preacher would need another orgasm? She’d watched her mother suffer for years with migraines and she knew how horrible they were. She shouldn’t be wishing something like that on him just because it gave her a thrill to make him climax.
She eased up the covers, trying not to jostle him as she laid on her side and stared at the wall. She shouldn’t be so happy that Preacher came to her when he was sick either. It didn’t mean anything. Maybe he thought she owed him because he took care of her when she was sick. Yes, that was probably it. Which was fair enough. He had taken very good –
She jerked when Preacher shifted closer until his body was pressed against hers. He put his arm around her waist, and she didn’t object when his big hand cupped her breast and kneaded it lightly. It didn’t take long before his erection was pushing against her ass. He was lying very still behind her, only his hand moved as he squeezed and caressed her breast, and she touched his forearm.
“Do you still have a migraine?” she whispered.
“Yeah.”
“I’m sorry. I hoped an orgasm would help.”
“It did,” he said in a low voice.
He didn’t say anything else and after a moment, she said, “Do you want another one?”
More silence and then, sounding unsure and nothing like the usual brash Preacher, he said, “Yeah. If you don’t mind?”
“I don’t,” she said immediately. Before she could twist around, his hand was sliding under the waistband of her panties and cupping her pussy. His rough fingers rubbed at her clit and she moaned before grabbing his wrist. “Hey, this is about you, remember?”
“I want to fuck you this time,” he muttered.
His words sent pleasure spiraling through her belly. “Okay,” she said, “but I can touch myself until I’m wet enough to take you.”
“No,” he said. His head didn’t move at all from the pillow. “Let me make you come, Sunshine.”
She gave in and shoved her panties down her legs and off her feet. She spread her thighs to give him better access. His fingers rubbed and stroked and pulled on her clit as she clutched at his wrist.
“Oh gosh,” she whispered, “oh gosh, it feels so good.”
She bit at her bottom lip. His head was pounding, he didn’t need to hear her talking right now. She concentrated on keeping quiet, but as she grew closer and closer, low moans and whimpers spilled from her lips.
“That’s right,” Preacher said in a low voice. His hips were rocking ever so slightly, pushing his cock up and down the crack of her ass. “I fucking love it when you come on my fingers, on my cock, on my face. Did you know that, baby?”
She