Page 13 of Dear Creed


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“It doesn’t matter,” he interrupts me, but there’s no anger in his tone. “Who you’ve been with before me is my own fault for not taking a chance on us in the first place. You’re mine now, aren’t you?”

“I think I’ve always been yours,” I say honestly.

His Adam’s apple bobs as he swallows hard. “I’m yours too.”

There’s not a time in my life I ever truly thought I’d hear those words from Creed, and if I wasn’t so turned on I might even cry.

“I want you,” I murmur because they’re the only words I’m capable of forming at that moment.

He groans. “I want you so bad it’s painful.”

My cock is rock hard, and I need him inside me. “You can have me.”

“Fuck,” Creed curses, and steps off the bed, quickly shoving his pants and boxer briefs to the floor. He kicks them aside so fast I’d laugh if I was capable, but my gaze is glued to his hard cock. I’ve seen the outline of Creed’s dick many times over the years, so I knew he was big, but now I’m wondering if my ass can actually handle his size. I trust Creed though, and I know he’ll make sure I’m ready for him.

“We don’t have to actually do anything.” Creed interrupts my visual inspection with laughter in his voice. “I can just stand here, and you can—”

I narrow my eyes as I pull off my shirt, unbutton my jeans, and hook my fingers inside my boxer briefs. Lifting my ass off the bed, I push them both over my hips and down my legs. After I kick them off, it’s my turn to watch Creed’s eyes burn a trail of scalding heat down over my body. His gaze pauses over my dick. I’m not swinging a giant hammer like some people in the room, but my size is still nothing to sneeze at. I’ve never had any complaints. And Creed doesn’t seem to be in line to be the first either. I watch as his hand absently wraps around his cock and strokes.

My balls draw tight just watching him, and I know it isn’t going to take much to send me spiraling over the edge. I’d prefer to have him actually touch me first though.

“We don’t have to do anything,” I adopt his raspy tone as best as possible while I mimic his words to me. “I can just lay here, and you can…”

His lips twitch in amusement before a different expression replaces the humor. His dark brown eyes blaze with heat as he takes a step toward the bed. “Hands and knees, smartass. I’ve been waiting a long time to see you bent over for me.”

He better stop saying shit like that or I will come before he manages to lay a finger on me. Not that I’ll admit that to him. I quickly turn onto my stomach, and get ready to have Creed in a way I never thought was possible until tonight.

* * *

Creed

HavingJake on his hands and knees, kneeling on my bed in front of me, ass spread with my fingers deep in his ass was not how I saw this day ending. I can’t think of a better way to spend the night. As I finger fuck him, he moans, and it’s the most beautiful fucking sound. My cock is rock hard, and I want inside him more than I want my next breath.

Jake glances over his shoulder with narrowed eyes. “Stop making me wait. I’m ready.”

I arch a brow back. “You’re demanding as hell in bed, aren’t you?”

To be fair, I’ve been torturing the both of us as I slowly work him open. I wanted to make sure he was comfortable, and I honestly don’t have a lot of experience in this department. I figure he can teach me, or we can learn together. But it appears Jake’s patience has worn thin, and I’m not sure how much longer I can wait either.

“I’m only demanding when I’m being teased relentlessly, and right now I can’t think of anything except you inside me.” He pushes back, riding my fingers.

“Fuck,” I say between gritted teeth. He knows exactly what he’s doing, and it takes every ounce of my control to keep myself from following his command. My dick is leaking so much precome it’s rolling down my shaft.

I slowly slide my fingers out of him and trail my fingertips down to his balls where I cup his hanging sac. He moans and pushes back against me again.

“Now, Creed. You can touch me all you want later. I need you.”

Jake telling me he needs me snaps my control. I reach for the nightstand drawer and grab a condom, ripping the foil and then rolling the rubber over my cock. I snatch the lube I’d used to stretch his ass and coat my cock.

“If I don’t come the second I stick my cock in you, it’ll be a fucking miracle,” I murmur under my breath.

Jake snorts. “You better not. I need to come, and when I do, I want it to be with your cock in my ass.”

After tossing the lube back in the drawer, I step behind Jake and smack his ass. “Who knew you had such a dirty mouth?”

Jake sighs. “You did. Now, fuck me and stop messing around.”

“If you insist.” I guide the tip of my dick to his ass and pause, taking a deep breath to ground myself and keep from coming too fast. Hopefully.

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