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Her big brown eyes lifted, full of riotous emotions that Preacher wasn’t going to begin to guess at. And now that he could think clearly, he felt like a first-class asshole. When he eventually chanced another glance at Debbie, he found her with her arms wrapped around her legs, chin resting on her knees, nervously twisting a small silver ring around her finger. Preacher lit one cigarette after another until the mountain in his jeans was more of a semi-hard mound and his heartbeat had returned to normal. He growled, “and let me calm the fuck down.” Preacher cut her off by shoving a cigarette between her lips. It was, um-it was just too fast.” The hand on his arm began to quiver almost as much as her voice. Staring out into the night, he puffed on his cigarette like his life depended on it, feeling like he might actually explode if he didn’t fuck…ĭebbie’s hand appeared on his arm, her touch an electric surge to his already fried system. “You don’t gotta explain shit to me,” he managed to grit out as he fumbled to light a cigarette.
Grinding his teeth, Preacher moved quickly across the tent and opened the door. His hands began to twitch, suddenly desperate for something to do. Inside his jeans his dick surged, the buildup of pressure quickly becoming uncomfortable. Her nipples were visible beneath her T-shirt, tiny torpedoes aimed straight at him.
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