Preacher - Madison Faye Page 0,36
my ear, making me moan as my eyes roll back.
His fingers slip under the sides of my soaked panties, and I whimper as he starts to peel them down off of my hips. They slip away, and slide down over my butt, and my face goes crimson. I can feel the soaked cotton peeling away from between my legs, and it sends this electric feeling sizzling through me. He tugs them down my thighs, and my face burns hotly.
For the first time ever, I’m naked in front of a man. Naked, and shamefully bent over, letting him see everything. I know I should be mortified or disgusted with my own behavior. My God, I should be running away from here and him as fast as I can.
But I don’t feel or do anything of those things. Bent over the edge of the tub like this, feeling Gabriel’s heated gaze tease over me, I feel nothing but desire and pleasure.
He lowers himself behind me, and when I feel his hands grip my butt and spread me open, I blush furiously.
“Gabriel, what are you—”
“I’m doing this, beautiful.”
Suddenly, I feel it, and the axis of my entire world shifts. I see stars as the pleasure explodes through me. I see pure fire and white light when I feel something wet and hot, and so good slide over my bare pussy. I suddenly realize it’s his tongue, and I whimper and blush.
“Wait, Gabriel, that…” I gasp as he does it again. “That’s not… that’s dirty.”
I growls behind me. “I disagree.”
“It’s… it’s a sin,” I gasp.
“Where exactly in the bible does it forbid licking pussy?”
I blush furiously, and when he puts his mouth on me again, I moan in pure pleasure. He growls into me, and his hands grip me tighter as his tongue drags over my pussy. I shiver from the heat, the pleasure melting through every inch of me. I suck at my bottom lip, my teeth raking over it as I squeeze my eyes shut. His powerful grip digs into my skin possessively, thrilling me almost as much as the wickedly naughty feel of his tongue pushing into me.
I gasp as he slides it deeper into my opening, and I cry out as he swirls it around. He teases down to my button, and I gasp sharply when his tongue swirls over it. Oh Lord does it feel incredible. It’s the best thing I’ve ever felt, hands down, and my entire body quivers and shakes as the sounds of pure sinful pleasure fall from my lips.
He growls, his fingers griping me tight and pulling me hard against his face. His tongue laps at my clitoris, and I moan eagerly—wantonly. I might be going to Hell, but it’s going to be on a pillowy cloud of pure heat and desire.
His tongue slips back over my lips, teasing my opening as his fingers come up between my legs to tease my clit again in slow circles. He kisses higher, and higher, and suddenly my eyes go wide as his wicked tongue slides right over my… my…
“Gabriel!” I choke his name out as the most sinfully hot pleasure I’ve ever dreamed of ripples through me. His tongue is on my… my ass, and it’s pure, white hot, pleasure. My eyes roll back, and my toes curl. My fingers dig into the edge of the baptism pool, and I moan deep in my throat with lust—shameless, eager, wanton lust.
Gabriel growls into me, and his tongue teases in slow circles around my most forbidden, private place. He grunts, his hands gripping me tightly as he slides his tongue back between my legs to run it over my pussy again. I melt against him, and when his sinful lips fasten around my clit, and when he sucks gently and flicks his tongue across it, I start to crumble.
The world spins and teeters around me, and the very air ignites with fire. I drop my cheek to my arm, panting and whimpering and gasping in pleasure as Gabriel drives me closer and closer to damnation.
Sweet, blissful, aching damnation.
The pressure builds and the fire consumes my very soul, and I know I’m going to break. I know he’s going to make me… make me orgasm again, and this time, I know it’s going to be even bigger than the first time.
“I’m—I’m going to… Gabriel…!”
I’m so close, but it’s right then that the other part of me—the repressed, the controlled part of me—reacts. I panic, feeling like I’m slipping from the