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And I did. With my hair wavy, my eyes done up a little bit, I thought I looked great.
I grabbed the heels I’d worn to the club with Creed last weekend, but I didn’t put them on. Instead, I held them as I tiptoed out of my room, hesitant only in that I didn’t know whether Hailee had arrived while I was busy getting ready.
She hadn’t.
Creed was pacing the length of the kitchen, but when he saw me walk out, he stopped. His jaw dropped a bit, and his eyes fell to my feet, slow to rise and take me in. His stare went beyond simply checking me out; hunger laced itself inside that stare, telling me just how quickly I could make him go from existing to ravenous.
He swept over to me, taking me in his arms. “I knew you’d look sinful in that dress,” he murmured out the words, masterfully moving me so my back was against the island. “And I was right.”
I inhaled sharply when my spine felt the cold stone countertop touching it—or maybe I inhaled because of Creed’s sudden closeness. His body blocked out the world; all I could see was his black suit, and when I tilted my head back, I got a whiff of his musky, manly scent. That scent filled my lungs and made my heart skip a beat.
“I can’t wait to take that dress off you,” Creed went on, his hands roaming up my sides, stopping only when they cupped the front of the dress, my tits in the palms of his hands. Only the fabric of the dress sat between his warm hands and my skin, and yet I still sighed, as if I could feel them on me all the same.
It took everything in me to speak when I was damn near overcome by a need for Creed, “What exactly is the plan? All you told me is that Hailee is coming and you wanted me to look good. Why? What kind of lesson are you going to teach her?”
One of Creed’s hands lifted to swipe some of my hair out of my face, tucking it behind an ear, while his other hand fell from my chest. “It’s not just going to be me, Taylor.We’rethe teachers tonight.”
“What could we…” I stopped, unable to process just what he was talking about. I didn’t understand what we could teach her together. Heck, I didn’t understand any of this. Inviting her up here, creating a sexy atmosphere with all the candles and the dim lighting, wanting me to look good; I just didn’t get it.
Creed took my hand, pulling me along as he said not another word. He brought me to the hall, and we headed to his room. I certainly hoped we wouldn’t be bringing Hailee into his bedroom…
But then, as we stopped in front of his wide-open bedroom door, I saw something that most definitely wasn’t there before, something he had to have brought in while I was busy changing and doing my hair and makeup.
A chair sat facing the bed. I didn’t need him to tell me who the chair was for. My cheeks burned when the realization hit me, and I whipped my head up to look at Creed. It shouldn’t surprise me; he’d gone bananas when he’d seen me with that college guy… and he’d made him watch him kiss me and make me come with his fingers to teach him a lesson.
Apparently, Hailee’s lesson was going to be similar.
“When we’re done, there will be no doubt in her mind that I am all yours,” Creed spoke, his voice husky and low, telling me I was exactly right in my assumption that he would make her watch us on the bed.
“What… what makes you think she’ll stay to watch?”
“I put restraints underneath the chair. Once she’s seated, I’m going to pull them out and use them.”
“Creed—”
“What? Watching how I am with you… it’ll piss her off so much, she’ll be out of both our lives for good. She should be grateful we’re giving her this lesson—the lesson could be a lot worse.” He looked away, his mouth thinning into a line at that.
I had no idea what he meant by that last part, but I didn’t ask. I supposed, when Hailee’s main language was sex, sex had to be involved for it to sink in, one way or another. Creed was lucky I loved him so much; I wouldn’t agree to have sex in front of someone with anyone else.
Right then, Creed’s cell buzzed, and he pulled it out to check it. One moment later, he said, “She’s downstairs. Very early, like I suspected.” His dark gaze snapped up, boring holes into me with his intensity as he added, “Wait in here. I’m going to greet her and bring her in.”
He typed a quick message back, I assumed to someone downstairs, and he slipped his phone back into his pocket. He took me by the face, his hands practically swallowing up my cheeks as he angled my head back. “I will be right back,” he murmured, and then he kissed me long and hard, a fierce sort of kiss that took hold of my soul and refused to let it go until his mouth pulled off mine.
I watched him leave, and once he was out of sight, I went to sit on the edge of his bed, careful not to wrinkle the dress too much in the process. I then remembered the heels and shot up to go put them on, but I was back in his room in seconds, heaving an uneven sigh as I sat down once more.
Inside my chest, my heart beat fast. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous about this. I never, ever thought I’d do anything like this, and I still didn’t quite understand why we needed to do it… but if Creed thought it was the only way to get Hailee to leave us alone, what choice did we have?
I trusted Creed. I loved him. I’d do anything for him, including letting him use me to make a point to another woman.
It was kind of taboo, in a way. A little exciting, being an exhibitionist. That’s what it was called, right? Being a voyeur was when you liked to watch, and being an exhibitionist was when you liked to put on a show. Creed definitely had some exhibition in his veins; the night in the club and when I’d brought that boy here were evidence enough.
The seconds felt like minutes, and the minutes felt like hours as I waited for Creed to return. My palms were a little sweaty; I didn’t know how exactly this was going to go, how long it would take or how… let’s just sayinvolvedit would be, but if I knew Creed, it’d be more than overkill.
When I heard the door to the place open and shut, I got to my feet, standing beside the bed as I fiddled with my fingers. I overheard Hailee’s voice say, “I’m surprised you gave in so easily. I figured I’d have to hound you for a while. Does this mean you’re done playing babysitter to that adorable stepsister of yours, or is she still around? She’s so plain. I couldn’t believe she’s related to you, but a stepsister makes a lot more sense.”
I resisted my urge to roll my eyes, my hands clenching into fists. Even now, I still let Hailee get to me. Insulting me, looking down on me; she wasn’t a very nice person, and I doubted that she had any friends of her own. Just business arrangements, as Creed had called them. Clients. A person like that only called people friends when they could do things for her.
Obviously, I didn’t like her.
