His hands cupped my butt and picked me up then set me down on the kitchen counter. I was too close to hot pie but then he took off his shirt and I was distracted. His bare chest would distract anyone. I reached out and ran my hand down it, stopping just at the waist of his jeans. Lifting my eyes to his, I smiled wickedly at him then slid off the counter and went down to my knees.
I’d thought about doing this. Many daydreams in the shower I had done just this to him, but every time I got a chance, he always did something to make me forget my name.
“Sailor,” he said my name with a husky groan, as I unzipped his jeans and tugged them down his hips along with his boxer briefs. Glancing up at him, I took his erection in my hand and pressed a small kiss to the tip.
He let out a low hard chuckle. “Jesus, woman.”
Enjoying the power I suddenly had, I leaned forward and slid him into my mouth. One of his hands touched the back of my head as he made an appreciative sound in his throat. I began working my mouth and hand over him in the same rhythm as when we had sex. The noises he made were the best part of the experience. Creed made me crazy with things he did to my body and knowing I could do the same to him was thrilling.
“Sailor,” he said my name on a plea. “I’m not going to make it much longer.”
Understanding what he was telling me didn’t slow me down or cause me to stop. I wanted to feel him break apart like this.
“Baby,” he groaned and his hand fisted in my hair. His body began to tremble and I prepared myself for what was to come. Literally.
“Fuuuuuck,” he shouted and I held onto him, making sure he received ever moment of pleasure. When he finally jerked as if he was suddenly very sensitive, I let him go and looked up at his face from my spot on the floor.
He was staring down at me with complete adoration and I grinned. I wiped the corner of my mouth with my fingers and stood up.
“Did I mention how much I love you?” he asked, and I burst out laughing as he pulled me against him. “No, I’m serious, I worship you,” he said, and my laughter continued.
We stood there in the warmth of the kitchen with the aroma of pecan pie surrounding us for several moments. Creed didn’t just make me happy; he made me complete. Most of my life I had wandered through it never feeling like I belonged anywhere. Until Creed.
“Thank you,” I said, resting my head against his chest.
“Baby, I think I’m the one who is supposed to be thanking you,” he replied.
Smiling, I pressed a kiss to his bare chest. “I’m serious.”
“So am I,” he said. “Completely serious. I’ve never been more serious.”
I laughed softly then leaned back, so I could look up at his beautiful face. “Thank you for loving me. Life without you always felt like I was searching. When all along I just needed you.”
He bent his head until his forehead touched mine.
“Loving you has always been my weakness,” he replied.
Sighing, I hugged him tightly. “I need to go get a shower. We have to leave in an hour,” I said, stepping back out of his arms reluctantly.
He smirked and glanced at the stairs. “I need a shower too.”
I shook my head. “No. We will be late,” I said, wishing we had time. Shower sex with Creed was my favorite.
“It’s fine. I’ll tell them we got hung up in the shower having hot soapy sex.
I slapped his chest. “No! You won’t.”
He shrugged. “We can tell them you had a problem with the pee-KAHN pie,” he said then winked at me. “Come on, you know you want to.”
Of course, I wanted to.
Thirty
December 14, 2019
Boston, Massachusetts
Being back in Boston was one thing, being back at Red’s was another. Creed hadn’t wanted to come do this gig tonight if I didn’t come with him. Considering what had happened the last time he played with Kranx at Red’s. It had been a month since I’d broken things off with Griff and it wasn’t likely he’d even be at the bar tonight. Unless he had stopped studying all the time, which I very much doubted.
We had gotten in traffic on our drive here and had arrived just before the band went on stage. The large round booth in the corner was all mine. I sipped my martini and listened to the band glad I had come. I enjoyed watching Creed play and the last time I’d been here, I had tried my hardest not to watch him. Now I was free to soak it all in.