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Over the past week, Creed’s helped me explore my sexuality in ways I never thought possible. Has opened my mind, given me a place to experiment in a nonjudgmental way.
But right now, him barely even touching me as he inhales my scent, seems so much more intimate and charged than when he had me on all fours as he pounded into me from behind.
And I love everything about it.
“Tell me what’s next.” I can only hope he’s about to give me what I want. What I need.
“Well, next is one thing I can taste.”
Leaning closer, he flicks out his tongue, spreading my legs wider still.
“Yes,” I moan, closing my eyes as lust heats my veins, the inferno so strong I’m on the verge of combusting.
“It’s what I’ve been thinking about tasting all damn day.”
“Yes.” I thread my fingers through his hair as he inches closer still.
But still not close enough.
“A delicacy I could eat every day for the rest of my life and never tire of.”
“Yes, Creed. Tell me.”
He teases me with a finger on my inner leg, so close to where I need him. I whimper as I thrust my hips, greedy for him.
“This delicious…” He presses a kiss to the inside of my thigh. “And juicy…” He kisses the other thigh, the anticipation about to shatter me.
When he doesn’t say anything else for several seconds, I open my eyes, looking down at him as he kneels before me. A smirk crawls across his lips.
“Cunt,” he finishes, burying his face between my legs, devouring me as if I were his last meal.
I release a moan, relief filling me as Creed gives me the pleasure only he can.
“So fucking good,” he hums against me, his praise and appreciation sending me toward the brink of oblivion. “You taste so fucking good, Esme.”
He pushes a finger inside me, and I dig my nails into his scalp, which only seems to encourage him to increase his motions, a frenzied air about him.
I try to resist. Try to delay it.
But the man is a master at the art of oral sex.
Hell, sex in general.
Couple that with the way he prolonged the seduction when I was ready to jump on him the second we were alone, it takes no time for me to fall over the edge, wave upon wave of ecstasy washing over me. I quiver and shake on my desk, teeth clamping down on my lower lip so my cries of rapture don’t bring any attention to what we’re doing.
But right now, I don’t even care about that, too blissed out to think about anything other than the man between my legs.
Once my tremors subside, Creed slowly rises to his feet, his lips shimmering with my desire as he smirks.
“See? Counting down works like a charm every time.”
It’s silent for a beat as I stare at him. Then I throw my head back and laugh. I can’t remember ever feeling so at ease, so happy within these four walls.
“It certainly does.” Fisting his t-shirt, I draw him closer, wrapping my legs around him so he can’t escape. I tilt my lips toward his, seeking them out, as a buzzing cuts through the room.
“Sorry to interrupt, ma’am,” Lieutenant Hawkins’ voice sounds from the intercom on my desk. “Just a reminder that you have another engagement in about twenty minutes and Captain Lawson will be here to escort you. If you want to keep this a secret, I suggest wrapping things up for now.”
The possible double meaning in my private secretary’s words aren’t lost on me. Thankfully, he thinks the only thing I want to keep a secret from Adam is the shower. Not the fact I’m sleeping with his brother.
