Creed ran the back of his hand down my arm then slid his arm around the front of my thigh until his fingers brushed the spot just between my legs. “I will never get enough of you, Sailor. Ever.”
He began rubbing me then just hard enough for me to tremble with need. His erection pressed against my lower back and I let my head fall back on his chest. Creed slid his other hand under my sweatshirt until he was cupping my bare breast. I made a sound and I felt his breathing grow heavier. “I was wrong,” he said in a thick voice. “Clothes didn’t help. I need to fuck you now.”
My leggings were pulled down with a hard tug and my panties went with them.
“Put your hands on the sink.” It sounded like a command and that only ignited my hunger for him.
I heard his jeans unzip then his hands grabbed my waist. “Spread your legs and stick that ass out.”
I did as told and he slammed into me so hard my knees gave way, but I held onto the sink for support.
“You make me crazy, Sailor,” he said as he pumped into me. “I already fucking love you. I didn’t need to see your tits jiggling braless under your shirt or have you bent over in front of me so your perfect ass was displayed. All I could think about was getting inside you.” He was panting as he spoke. His breathing as ragged as mine.
His hand landed hard on my left butt cheek and I cried out.
“That’s for making me want you so bad,” he said, then began to caress the spot he had slapped. Much like he had licked where he bit me last night.
Being spanked was more exciting that I had imagined, and I wiggled in hopes he’d do it again. He did and this time, he squeezed the spot he slapped. “Keep that up and I’m going to bury my face in that ass.”
That was not a threat, but I think he knew that. My orgasm began to build, and I wanted it. I wanted it so badly that nothing else mattered. Creed was inside me, giving me immense pleasure. He was all I cared about, or was I all I cared about? Was I completely selfish? Yes, I was.
His hand slid down and began to play with my clit as he pressed harder into me. “I love this pussy,” he said in my ear then bit the lobe.
The sharp bite to the soft flesh combined with his finger rubbing me sent me over the edge of the cliff. I screamed his name and gripped the sink hard.
“FUCK!” Creed shouted, and his body went rigid behind me.
I felt another tremor race through me and my knees almost completely gave out when his arm wrapped around my waist and he pulled me against him. We stood there like that as our breathing returned to normal.
I stared outside and accepted the fact I wasn’t going to be able to stop this. Creed Sullivan was worse than any drug. Twice and I was addicted.
twenty
November 14, 2019
Griff hadn’t responded to my text or the two voice messages I had left him. I needed to see him. We had to talk, and it wasn’t a conversation that should be done on the phone. However, he was making it difficult to see him. I stared down at my phone in frustration then sent one more text telling him I wanted to come see him this weekend. Maybe then he’d get back to me.
I put the phone on the small table by the tub and laid my head back to relax. I’d decided a hot bubble bath would warm me up better than a fire when I got home from work. It was doing the trick, but the fact was I would have a cold house when I got out of the tub. I shivered thinking about it.
Creed had soaped me up in the shower this morning then thoroughly screwed me before leaving for work. He’d texted me twice today to tell me he missed me. I felt the smile on my lips as I thought about just how good this morning had been. If my body wasn’t so obsessed with the way Creed made it feel, this would be harder. The looming fact that this was going to hurt Griff was clouding everything. Well, not in the moment I was screaming Creed’s name but when I wasn’t being sexually satisfied.
I was accepting the fact I was in love with two men. Loving Griff hadn’t made me stop loving Creed. It had made it easier to live without Creed.
I heard the door downstairs open and close. I waited listening for steps on the stairs and then watched the doorway for Creed. He filled the entryway and his arms were full of wood.