He’d already unbuckled his belt, he hit the release on mine and before I knew what he was doing, he’d shoved his muscled bulk between the seats, reached through and yanked me between. He had me on my back across the seats, his mouth on mine and his hand went down the front of my pants, scraping past belt and straight into panties.
I gasped against his tongue and when his finger slid hard across my clit, I moaned.
He broke the kiss and his lips didn’t leave mine as he muttered, “That was f**kin’ hot.”
Maybe, but this was way hotter.
“Glad you approve,” I breathed.
“Give me room to move, baby,” he ordered and my hands went directly to my jeans, I loosened the belt, unbuttoned the button and slid the zipper down.
Then my head shot back when Creed got room to move.
His mouth worked my throat, his hand worked my pu**y and my hands clutched his shirt. He didn’t mess around and I came for him within minutes. As I came down, his mouth was still working my neck as his fingers slid, gentle and tender, through the wet between my legs.
His lips glided up to my ear as his fingers kept toying between my legs and he whispered, “You, sittin’ on the end of the pier. Your sixteenth birthday. You got the same thing every year for ten years but you acted every time like I didn’t hand you some shit necklace but the moon. I looked at you and it hit me it was you. It hit me that it could be no one else but you. You were born to be mine. I was born to be yours. And it hit me that it sucked huge I had to wait at least two years to make my move to claim you.”
I closed my eyes, turned my head and pressed my face into his neck.
“Watchin’ you work back there,” Creed went on, “I get you. Huge parts of that Sylvie are gone. I loved them but they’re gone. But, baby, know this, the new parts of Sylvie that took her place are f**kin’ amazing.” My heart squeezed and Creed lifted his head to grin down at me. “Seriously. I had to fight against gettin’ hard, watchin’ you work that bitch.”
“I didn’t even give her my good stuff,” I informed him through my own grin and his fingers slid around and in, driving deep.
My lips parted and Creed’s dropped to brush them as he spoke.
“Then, baby, partnering with you is gonna be all kinds of good.”
I lifted my head half an inch and kissed him.
He kissed me back.
We broke the kiss, his fingers slid out as he dropped his head to kiss my throat. He moved to shove himself through the two front seats as I righted my jeans and then I shoved myself through.
I was belting my seatbelt when Creed put the truck in gear and rolled.
I looked to the side, saw he had the tip of his middle and index fingers in his mouth and he was licking them clean.
My cl*t spasmed.
Oh yeah.
This partnering business was gonna be all kinds of good.
* * * * *
I held onto the headboard even though I really had no choice.
With two scarves tied to my wrists, their ends clutched between my palms and the headboard, in other words within easy reach if I needed to release them, I couldn’t move my hands.
I was on my knees in the pillows, ass tipped back, Creed behind me, arms around me, both hands at my br**sts, rolling and tugging my ni**les as he powered deep.
My head flew back as the headboard rocked with his drives and my body’s jerks.
This shit was great.
“You okay?” Creed grunted in my ear.
“Yeah,” I breathed. “Harder.”
He drilled up harder.
Oh yeah.
Yeah.
“Give me more, Sylvie,” he growled and I arched my back and tipped up my ass. “Yeah, baby,” he approved and slammed in harder.
“Creed!” I gasped, so close, oh so f**king close.
He pulled out to the tip and stopped.
No!
I pressed back but he moved with me, withholding.
“Need you, baby, I’m close,” I whispered.
He withheld, I only had the tip and his mouth came back to my ear.
“Keep your back arched, ass high, yeah, Sylvie?”
“Creed,” I begged.
“Let me give you somethin’ good,” he urged, his voice rough, the smooth totally gone.
I swallowed then nodded.
I lost the tip and I bit my lip not to whimper.
His fingers swept my hair over one shoulder then, starting at the base of my scalp, one trailed down my neck, between my shoulders, slow, so f**king slow.
“Arch, tip that ass,” he murmured and I arched deeper for him, lifting my ass further. “Beautiful,” he muttered, his finger going down my spine, down, between the cheeks of my ass, down through my wet, he tweaked my cl*t and my entire body jolted, the headboard banging.
Oh God. He was right. This was good. This was hot.
“You should see you,” he whispered and I felt both his hands at my hips, they went up my sides, light, over my ribs, light, and then they moved in to cup my br**sts. “Give me those, Sylvie.”
I pressed into his hands. His thumbs moved to rub over my ni**les hard, my body jerked again and my heavy breaths grew heavier. Creed rewarded me, his thumbs circling my ni**les, pressing deep, making me moan.
“Fuck, so f**kin’ beautiful,” he murmured, his hands moving to my back, pressing in more now, pushing me further down.
They moved over and curled around my ass, the thumbs sliding in, gliding along the sides of the cleft, one honed in and circled the sensitive skin and, f**k me, f**k me, I was so far gone, I wanted it so much I strained into it.
“Gonna take that,” he muttered.
Oh yeah.
He pressed in tighter. “When you’re ready, baby, gonna f**k that and play with you while I do. Rock your world.”
“Do it now,” I breathed.
His thumb moved away and I couldn’t control the whimper before I felt his lips move over the ass cheek of my right side then up to the small of my back.
“Oh no,” he whispered against my skin. “Got you tied and arched for me. Little at a time.”
“I’m ready,” I panted and felt his lips move against the small of my back like he was smiling.
“Pleased, Sylvie, but when I f**k that, you’re gonna be a whole lot more than ready.”
Holy shit.
Something to look forward to.
My legs quivered.
His mouth disappeared and not a second later, his c**k drove inside again.
I came instantly and I came hard. Never better. Never bigger. Never.
Fabulous.
I took him through mine, I took him through his and I stayed tied, on my knees, arched with ass tipped back as he pulled out but moved a hand between my legs and toyed with me gently until he was finished with me. Then he positioned under me and I thought he was going to take me with his mouth but his long arms reached up, gently pulled the ties out from under my palms and he released me. With hands to my hips, he slid me down his body. When I was close, one of his hands slid into my hair to pull my face down to his and kiss me.
I gasped against his tongue and when his finger slid hard across my clit, I moaned.
He broke the kiss and his lips didn’t leave mine as he muttered, “That was f**kin’ hot.”
Maybe, but this was way hotter.
“Glad you approve,” I breathed.
“Give me room to move, baby,” he ordered and my hands went directly to my jeans, I loosened the belt, unbuttoned the button and slid the zipper down.
Then my head shot back when Creed got room to move.
His mouth worked my throat, his hand worked my pu**y and my hands clutched his shirt. He didn’t mess around and I came for him within minutes. As I came down, his mouth was still working my neck as his fingers slid, gentle and tender, through the wet between my legs.
His lips glided up to my ear as his fingers kept toying between my legs and he whispered, “You, sittin’ on the end of the pier. Your sixteenth birthday. You got the same thing every year for ten years but you acted every time like I didn’t hand you some shit necklace but the moon. I looked at you and it hit me it was you. It hit me that it could be no one else but you. You were born to be mine. I was born to be yours. And it hit me that it sucked huge I had to wait at least two years to make my move to claim you.”
I closed my eyes, turned my head and pressed my face into his neck.
“Watchin’ you work back there,” Creed went on, “I get you. Huge parts of that Sylvie are gone. I loved them but they’re gone. But, baby, know this, the new parts of Sylvie that took her place are f**kin’ amazing.” My heart squeezed and Creed lifted his head to grin down at me. “Seriously. I had to fight against gettin’ hard, watchin’ you work that bitch.”
“I didn’t even give her my good stuff,” I informed him through my own grin and his fingers slid around and in, driving deep.
My lips parted and Creed’s dropped to brush them as he spoke.
“Then, baby, partnering with you is gonna be all kinds of good.”
I lifted my head half an inch and kissed him.
He kissed me back.
We broke the kiss, his fingers slid out as he dropped his head to kiss my throat. He moved to shove himself through the two front seats as I righted my jeans and then I shoved myself through.
I was belting my seatbelt when Creed put the truck in gear and rolled.
I looked to the side, saw he had the tip of his middle and index fingers in his mouth and he was licking them clean.
My cl*t spasmed.
Oh yeah.
This partnering business was gonna be all kinds of good.
* * * * *
I held onto the headboard even though I really had no choice.
With two scarves tied to my wrists, their ends clutched between my palms and the headboard, in other words within easy reach if I needed to release them, I couldn’t move my hands.
I was on my knees in the pillows, ass tipped back, Creed behind me, arms around me, both hands at my br**sts, rolling and tugging my ni**les as he powered deep.
My head flew back as the headboard rocked with his drives and my body’s jerks.
This shit was great.
“You okay?” Creed grunted in my ear.
“Yeah,” I breathed. “Harder.”
He drilled up harder.
Oh yeah.
Yeah.
“Give me more, Sylvie,” he growled and I arched my back and tipped up my ass. “Yeah, baby,” he approved and slammed in harder.
“Creed!” I gasped, so close, oh so f**king close.
He pulled out to the tip and stopped.
No!
I pressed back but he moved with me, withholding.
“Need you, baby, I’m close,” I whispered.
He withheld, I only had the tip and his mouth came back to my ear.
“Keep your back arched, ass high, yeah, Sylvie?”
“Creed,” I begged.
“Let me give you somethin’ good,” he urged, his voice rough, the smooth totally gone.
I swallowed then nodded.
I lost the tip and I bit my lip not to whimper.
His fingers swept my hair over one shoulder then, starting at the base of my scalp, one trailed down my neck, between my shoulders, slow, so f**king slow.
“Arch, tip that ass,” he murmured and I arched deeper for him, lifting my ass further. “Beautiful,” he muttered, his finger going down my spine, down, between the cheeks of my ass, down through my wet, he tweaked my cl*t and my entire body jolted, the headboard banging.
Oh God. He was right. This was good. This was hot.
“You should see you,” he whispered and I felt both his hands at my hips, they went up my sides, light, over my ribs, light, and then they moved in to cup my br**sts. “Give me those, Sylvie.”
I pressed into his hands. His thumbs moved to rub over my ni**les hard, my body jerked again and my heavy breaths grew heavier. Creed rewarded me, his thumbs circling my ni**les, pressing deep, making me moan.
“Fuck, so f**kin’ beautiful,” he murmured, his hands moving to my back, pressing in more now, pushing me further down.
They moved over and curled around my ass, the thumbs sliding in, gliding along the sides of the cleft, one honed in and circled the sensitive skin and, f**k me, f**k me, I was so far gone, I wanted it so much I strained into it.
“Gonna take that,” he muttered.
Oh yeah.
He pressed in tighter. “When you’re ready, baby, gonna f**k that and play with you while I do. Rock your world.”
“Do it now,” I breathed.
His thumb moved away and I couldn’t control the whimper before I felt his lips move over the ass cheek of my right side then up to the small of my back.
“Oh no,” he whispered against my skin. “Got you tied and arched for me. Little at a time.”
“I’m ready,” I panted and felt his lips move against the small of my back like he was smiling.
“Pleased, Sylvie, but when I f**k that, you’re gonna be a whole lot more than ready.”
Holy shit.
Something to look forward to.
My legs quivered.
His mouth disappeared and not a second later, his c**k drove inside again.
I came instantly and I came hard. Never better. Never bigger. Never.
Fabulous.
I took him through mine, I took him through his and I stayed tied, on my knees, arched with ass tipped back as he pulled out but moved a hand between my legs and toyed with me gently until he was finished with me. Then he positioned under me and I thought he was going to take me with his mouth but his long arms reached up, gently pulled the ties out from under my palms and he released me. With hands to my hips, he slid me down his body. When I was close, one of his hands slid into my hair to pull my face down to his and kiss me.
