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That’s all it takes for me to succumb to him, my cries filling the room as my body quivers and shakes around him. But he doesn’t stop. He keeps licking me, keeps massaging my insides, keeps worshiping me the way only he ever has.
But I need more.
I need him.
Scrambling to a sitting position, I pull him closer to the headboard and force him onto his back, my hair falling around us as I straddle him.
“Do you know what else we shouldn’t do?” I circle my hips against him, still sensitive from my orgasm, but desperate for more.
“What’s that?” He threads his fingers through my hair, dragging his tongue along my neck.
“Fuck, Creed. We absolutely shouldnotfuck.”
I feel his smirk before I see it.
“I wholeheartedly agree.”
His lips collide with mine in a searing kiss as he flips me onto my back. When he pulls away, he stands and kicks off his shoes, quickly shoving his pants and boxer briefs down his legs. My eyes instantly go to his erection, mouth watering at the promise of feeling it inside me again.
“Tell me something, Esme,” he says as he strokes his cock.
“Yes?”
“That night I heard you scream my name and barged in on you… What were you doing?”
“I think you know exactly what I was doing.”
“That may be so…” He climbs back on the bed and settles between my legs, teasing me with his erection. “But I want to hearyousay it. I wouldn’t want to jump to conclusions or anything.”
“No need.” I wrap my legs around his waist and pulse against him. “Your conclusion is accurate.”
He straightens, forcing me to drop my grip on him. Eyes focused on me, he strokes himself again. But he doesn’t allow me to feel him, staying just out of reach.
And I know he won’t give me what I need until I give him whatheneeds.
“Tell me,” he demands, voice harsh, pupils dilating with every stroke.
“I was using my vibrator,” I finally confess.
“And why did you scream my name?” He brings his length back between my legs.
I brace for him to thrust inside, but he doesn’t. He remains at my entrance, making me wild with need.
“You know why,” I pant, squirming.
“Just say it.” Resting his hands on either side of my head, he leans toward me, lips brushing mine. “I’m not going to fuck you until you tell me.”
“I was imagining you on top of me. Imagining you fucking me.”
“Good answer.” He drives into me, the invasion sudden yet so wanted, causing me to cry out in surprise, then moan as I succumb to the sensation of him inside me again.
“Did it feel like this?” he grunts, each thrust becoming more punishing. More desperate.
“No,” I say through my labored breathing.
“Oh no?” He slows his motions, but even the sensual circling of his hips electrifies me.
“No.” I tilt my head toward him, urging his lips against mine. “The real thing is infinitely better.”
