Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 61337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61337 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 307(@200wpm)___ 245(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
She shakes her head then stops. “It’s too early. It’s bound to break.”
It is, but who am I to tell her that.
“Why do you think he’s going to ask you?”
She starts washing her hands and I look to the door which is slightly ajar seeing Creed standing outside waiting for me.
“Because he has a box in his pocket.”
Kissing her cheek, I hug her. Walking out the door, Creed looks me up and down as I walk straight to him. I don’t think as I reach him. It just happens. My hands circle around his neck and my lips connect with him, fast, passionate and intoxicating. He tastes of him, clean with a hint of peppermint. His hands instantly search my body until they come to land on my ass, gripping it, and holding me to him as he keeps his back against the wall.
Our kiss eventually breaks apart, and we both end up panting, but our bodies don’t leave each other. I needed that, needed what he can give me.
“I’m taking you with me.”
I can only nod at his words. He gets out his cell and starts typing something as he walks out the front to his waiting car. “Falcon will collect your things.” He slides in and starts driving.
“Not your place.” He looks to me then nods his head. I can’t go back there just yet. What if he disappeared on me again and I found him the same way I did last time? This time I know I’d run away and not come back. So instead, I keep that thought at bay as he drives to my apartment.
His hands are all over me before I can even open my door, exploring each and every part of me. His mouth spreads kisses over my neck as his hands hold me to him as we walk backward through the door and to my room stripping all our clothes off as we go. He pushes me until my back slams on the bed, and he leans down covering me with his body.
“I’ve missed you, Elicea.”
Closing my eyes for a brief second, I try not to climb him at those words, and the way he says them. But my heart melts. Also, I didn’t think he could miss me. I assumed I was just another girl to him. Maybe I was wrong. His hands glide over my hips and to my bare legs as he then brings them between. When he gets to my inner knee, he pulls them apart separating them, as he leans down kissing my clit then twirls it with his tongue. His tongue dances with my clitoris until I’m grinding on his face. One finger in and I’m moving even faster as his hand keeps my knee in place so I don’t clutch his head with my knees. He flicks me, and the warmth of his tongue mixed with the pressure of his finger and the coldness of the room builds and builds, so I can’t hold a second longer.
My hands reach for his perfect fucking hair, and I grip it as I clench around his finger. My body starts shaking and I begin riding a wave I’ve only ridden when he touches me. Before I can come down he’s there, between my legs, lifting them over his shoulders as my ass lifts so he can slide in. It’s fast and hard, and everything I’ve ever wanted. Everything he can give me. He slides in and out as I start to come down. My legs go softer instead of locked and my hands stop clenching the bed sheets.
His hands reach down and grab my breast. He rolls my nipple between his fingers then reaches up to my mouth. He slips his finger into my mouth and I suck it. I can taste myself on it as he fucks me harder. He grips my hips harder, his movements more feverish and strong. It doesn’t take long until I’m coming again, and this time we climax together.
He rests his head on me, his eyes searching mine for something I’m not sure of. I don’t think I even have the answers to what he wants, but I hope he doesn’t find them. I’m too afraid.
23
Creed
She pushes me off her, her bare feet hitting the cold floor, and I watch as she runs to the toilet, dropping down before she starts throwing up. Following her, I pull her hair back as she continues.
“I didn’t see you drink anything.”
She shakes her head as she stops, drops to the floor hugging the bowl as she reaches for a towel, wiping her face.
“I’ve just been sick. Upset stomach.”
Walking away, I go to her fridge to get her a glass of water, and when I come back she’s brushing her teeth as she looks at me. “You need to put some clothes on.” She looks away, rinsing out her mouth as she mutters, “Said no girl ever.”