Forbidden Harmony (Harmony Falls #3) - Elizabeth Kelly Page 0,65

night she thought she’d might try it, by the time she got it out of the packaging and put batteries in, her interest had waned.

She turned the vibrator on, resting it the palm of her hand as she played with the settings to get an idea of the different levels of vibration. Before Preacher, this vibrator had seemed almost impossibly large to her, but now…

Preacher’s dick is twice the size of this thing.

That was true. A grin crossed her face. The idea that not only would she be able to take a dick the size of Preacher’s, but actually crave it, was actually kind of funny to her. She’d only had sex with him four times but her usual anxiety she felt right when she was about to have a penis inside of her was already lessening. The realization that it didn’t have to hurt to have sex and that she could have multiple orgasms was friggin’ magical. She wasn’t sure she’d ever get used to how amazing that was.

Right. You really think this little thing is gonna satisfy you? You should have listened to Harper and got the giant dildo.

It probably wouldn’t be enough, not after Preacher. But beggars couldn’t be choosers, right? It would do until Preacher contacted her for another hook up. She had to do something. The ache in her crotch – pussy, it’s called a pussy and you loved having it eaten out by Preacher, you dirty girl – was maddening.

She took a deep breath and laid on her back on the bed. She cupped her left breast, pulling on the nipple as she closed her eyes and thought about Preacher. She had the urge to tug on the barbell in her right nipple, God it had felt so good when Preacher twisted it, but she kept her fingers away from it. She really didn’t want to have to explain to a pissed off Preacher why her nipple piercing was infected.

Maybe he’ll spank you for being a bad girl.

Her face flushed bright red, but her nipples were hard peaks and her pussy was suddenly soaking wet. She really had no desire to be spanked, not even by Preacher, but that’s what fantasies were for… to imagine doing something you would never do in real life.

She rubbed at her nipple through the thin material of her tank top and thought about what it would be like to be draped over Preacher’s lap with her bare ass in the air and ready for his spanking. To have his outrageously large dick digging into her stomach as he spanked her with sexy little slaps that just drove her need higher.

She pulled at her nipple again, her pussy aching and wet, and her other hand gripping the vibrator. She could hear Preacher’s low voice telling her she was his good girl, could see his big hand sliding between her legs to feel how wet she was, how much she needed him.

She turned the vibrator on, the low buzz against her palm making her jump a little. She slid it under her pajama bottoms and rubbed it along her panty-covered clit. The vibration made her moan and she hurriedly pulled the vibrator free and reached for the waistband of her pajamas. She needed to be naked for this. Yes, definitely naked.

There was a knock on her front door, and she made a soft shriek of surprise and dropped the vibrator. It buzzed against the quilt and she quickly turned it off before shoving it under the quilt and staring wide-eyed at the open bedroom door.

Her heart hammering in her chest and feeling weirdly guilty, she climbed out of bed, grabbed her robe, and walked down the short hallway toward the front door.

It was probably Mrs. Garnet from next door. She was always making fresh bread and bringing a loaf or two over. Or, maybe it was Kira or Grace. She’d finally gotten around to giving them keys to her building and her apartment. Of course, they usually just knocked and let themselves in so… she peered through the peephole and another startled sound escaped her mouth.

What was he doing here?

He knocked again and she opened the door, staring wide-eyed at him.

“Hello, Sunshine.”

“Um, hi,” she said.

There were a few seconds of silence before Preacher raised an eyebrow at her. “Can I come in?”

“Right, yes, of course. Come in.”

He stepped inside and she shut and locked the door behind him. He was wearing his usual jeans and t-shirt with a leather vest