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“I’ll help,” I told her, and she smiled at me. Thankfully, she dropped her fascination with who I’d hooked up with, and the rest of our lunch break was normal.

Well, as normal as it could be, with me sitting there with Creed’s cum dried on my panties and my memories aflame with the things we’d done earlier. More than once I caught myself squeezing my thighs together in remembrance, and I had to work to force myself to quit it.

If only it was that easy.

Time crawled by, my afternoon classes not holding my attention at all. My leg bounced, my mind wandering through the lectures. I barely managed to take any notes. All I could think about was getting back to Creed’s place, and what he’d do. What I’d do.

Thinking of what we did should make me ashamed or something, right? It didn’t. In fact, I was pretty sure I’d do it all over again if it came to it. And then there was the whole no birth control thing… it had sounded like Creed wanted to get me on the pill or something, which could only mean one thing.

He wanted to do it again.

He wanted to domeagain.

The thought should be one I avoided, but that was all I could think about that day. The way he’d spoken to me, how he’d played my body like he was the maestro it had needed all along… he was right when he’d called that guy from the party a boy. Everyone was a boy compared to Creed.

And Creed? He was a man. A strong, tall man with a cock to match, and he knew how to use it. He knew exactly how to rock those hips and hit something deep inside of me that made me want to explode. He knew how to use that tongue of his, and he definitely knew the right words to say to make me lose all sense of self and restraint.

I walked back to the apartment, trying to act normal as I strolled into the fancy lobby and headed straight for the elevators in the back. I forced myself to smile at the man in the elevator, my hands clutching the straps to my bag so tightly my knuckles had turned white.

The elevator ride up seemed longer than usual, but again, that might be due to the fact that my thoughts still raced from this morning. I literally couldn’t get Creed out of my head, and trying to think of anything else only led my mind to return to him and certain inappropriate thoughts to return tenfold.

Sleeping with your stepbrother. Who knew it could be so complicated?

We finally reached my floor, and as the gilded elevator doors opened and I stepped out, I wondered if I was making it complicated for no reason. If all of this worrying was for nothing. It wasn’t like we were related by blood, so why did it matter so much?

I just… all my childhood, I’d viewed Creed as a brother. Obviously, he wasn’t a brother to me anymore. He was—well, I didn’t know what he was to me. I knew what I was to him, though:his, but whether that meant he would keep me by his side forever or dump me when he got tired of me, therefore kicking me out on the streets…

Crap. Yes, things were still complicated.

When I walked inside the apartment, I found a plastic bag resting on the countertop in the kitchen. A small note sat inside the bag, resting on top of the package to a morning after pill. The note said Creed had run out to grab some food for us, and to take the pill with a lot of water. I also had an appointment with his doctor next Monday at three forty-five in the afternoon, right after class.

Damn, that was fast. Guess I wouldn’t be helping Beth with her paper until Tuesday.

I read the labels on the packaging after getting the pill out. Looked like I might feel a little under the weather once it, uh, worked its magic, but I’d take feeling a little blah over having a baby right now.

A baby. It’d be Creed’s baby. Even though I wasn’t ready to be a mother, the thought did the opposite of filling me with dread. Having Creed’s baby wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world…

Oh, God. Listen to me, talking about babies.Way to take things too fast, Taylor.

I got a glass of water and took the pill, drinking the entire glass with it. I then grabbed my bag and went to my room, dropping it on my bed. I pulled out my books and got started on my homework, pretending everything was normal and I hadn’t just taken a pill to ensure no pregnancy would result from having sex with Creed.

Sex. With. Creed. I still couldn’t believe it happened.

I didn’t know how long I lay on my bed, struggling to work on coursework, but it had to be a while. My mind would not focus at all though, much as it had done all day, roaming to Creed and how unbelievably sexy he’d looked naked. Every smooth plane of his chest, his many sculpted abs… and that dick.

I’d always thought dicks looked kind of funny, like an alien appendage or something, but Creed’s was the kind of package that made you clench your thighs together and swallow in anticipation. Thick, long, and proud when it stood erect; everything a cock should be.

Shit. I shouldn’t be thinking about Creed’s dick right now, not when I was trying to do homework.

But, alas, I couldn’t shift my mind off the subject of that impressive cock, so I gave up trying to work and put everything away. My textbooks went back into my bag and my bag went on the floor. I walked over to the bathroom and tore off my clothes, my intent to hop in the shower.

I paused in front of the mirror, glancing at my reflection. On my neck, right on the crook of its left side, sat the hickey Creed had given me. I reached up and ran a finger around the darkened skin, inhaling softly as I remembered the feeling of his mouth on me, giving me the mark. He’d left no room to argue with him, left no way for me to deny the fact that I belonged to him.

I shut my eyes for only a moment, and then I got in the shower and turned the water on. I let the water pelt my head once it warmed up, and I turned my attention to my shampoo and my soap, cleaning my body while trying to ignore the burning urge in my lower half. It was like I still rode on cloud nine, like I was ready for more.

Don’t get me started on those orgasms. I’d never felt such an extreme release before, never before knew my body was capable of handling such heated pleasure.

The water rinsed my body off, washing away the day’s dirt and the suds, and I turned my chin down to watch it circle the drain. My lips parted, the warm water running down my back. Slowly, my eyes closed.

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