“Yes, Sir,” I breathed.
His hum of approval didn’t just stir arousal.It seeded pride.What I gave him, I gave willingly.
This wasn’t about being broken.This was about being seen and choosing not to hide.
I felt his warmth, his presence like weather against my skin.He didn’t demand.He waited.Until I opened.
“You’re ready?”he asked.
“I am.”
That single breath between us changed everything.
“Then feel me,” he whispered.
His fingers knotted in my hair, tugging gently to guide me.To hold me open.To remind me who I was in that moment, and who he promised to be.
“You crave instruction,” Creed said, breath ghosting along my jaw.“The structure.The discipline.The surrender you asked for.”
I nodded.“Yes, Sir.”
He didn’t tease.He didn’t mock.He gave me his truth.
“You need it,” he continued, lips brushing my throat.“Because it gives you freedom.”
His hand skimmed my arm, down my side, until I trembled.It wasn’t fear.It was recognition.The storm inside me had a direction now.A purpose.
When his teeth grazed my shoulder, it wasn’t to mark ownership.It was to seal the pact we made when I agreed to this dynamic.
“Mine,” he murmured as a vow of responsibility.
And I moaned because I trusted him to carry the weight of that word.
“You can’t run from this,” he said.“You chose it.”
“I don’t want to run,” I whispered.
He paused.Let that truth settle, with his hand firm over my stomach.
“I want to believe you,” he said.“So, show me.”
His touch dipped lower but didn’t claim.He waited.Held me there.
“What are you willing to offer?”
“Anything, Sir.”
“Willingly?”
“Yes.”
He moved with deliberate precision.He guided me, lifted my hips, spread me with care.My gasp came not from shock, but from readiness.
The stretch was deep.Demanding.Never cruel.My breath hitched as I took him fully inside me, his pace slow at first, watching my body respond, reading every tremor.
His fingers dug into my hips, grounding.Each thrust was calculated, building heat, forging tension.I arched into him because I knew I was safe to fall apart.
“You feel this?”he growled.“This is discipline.Not punishment.”
