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Ah, hell. She's in love with me.
"Hop off, Jessie," I say, my voice soft.
"Creed."
"Hop off," I say again, gently prying her fingers loose from my neck.
Confusion filters through her expression, turning to doubt and worry. She slowly unwinds her legs from around my waist, letting me set her on her feet beside my bike. As soon as she's steady, I swing my leg off and climb to my feet too, rising to my full height beside her.
"Say it now," I order her.
"Say what?" Her head tips back, her brows crinkling.
"That you love me."
"I didn't…"
I growl a wordless warning.
Her eyes widen.
"You can't take it back now, little one," I murmur, wrapping my hand around her throat and gently pulling her closer. "You already said it. Now, say it again."
"You say it," she says, as defiant as always.
"I love you."
"Creed."
"I love you."
Tears well in her eyes.
"I've loved you since the moment I set eyes on you."
She sobs my name this time.
"And I'm going to keep loving you until they plant me in the dirt at our feet, Jessie baby. Nothing is going to change that, do you hear me?" I growl. "No one is going to take me from you. Not your brother, not the Diamond Kings, not Satan's Savages, not heaven, not hell, not a goddamn thing." I tip her head back, slanting my mouth down over her. "You and me are endgame, baby. We're permanent. I love you."
"I love you so much," she sobs against my lips. "I love you, Creed. I love you."
I kiss the words from her lips, tasting the shape of them, the salt of her tears, and the sweetness that's all her. My heart pounds against my ribcage, sending need coursing through my veins with every heavy pulse. I sweep her up into my arms, stomping toward the stairs.
She wraps around me, already stripping my cut from me. Her mouth works with mine, greedy little cries melting against my lips. I grip her plump ass, grinding her against my dick. He's so hard it hurts. Christ, he's always so hard it hurts when she's in my arms. It's different this time though. I don't want to just fuck this woman. I want to make love to her. Over and over until she can't imagine not having me inside her.
"Please!" she cries, yanking at my shirt, trying to pull it from my body.
Okay, so maybe the first time will be quick, and then I'll take my time with her and love her the way she deserves. The way I've wanted to do for weeks. Not rushed or in secret, but for hours. Unhurried, unburdened, with my entire soul.
I trap her between me and the front door, reaching between us to brush her panties to the side. She's already wet and ready for me. I still take my time playing with her. She cries out, clawing my back when I part her slit to stroke her clit.
"Creed," she moans.
"I love you," I whisper, pressing the words into her skin.
"I need you. Please."
I press my forehead to hers, watching her face as I play with her cunt until she's writhing and trembling on the edge. Once she's on the verge of coming, I reach for my zipper, freeing my cock.
