“That was my soul caressing yours exactly as I told it to. You didn’t think the only thing it could do was soothe you, did you?”
Oh shit.
A reckless moan rips free from me as he kisses his way down my stomach while playing with my soul like it’s his personal toy. His fingers hook into my underwear and pull them off in less than a breath.
“Decide, Thayla. I’m going to torture your soul and your pussy for as long as I please without letting you come until you beg. Or you can behave and do as I say, and I’ll make you come countless times.”
As delicious as both options sound, and as much as my mind tells me to argue with him, I don’t think I have it in me right now. I want him.
I want him so bad, the pressure building in my lower stomach almost hurts.
“I’ll behave.”
“Fuck,” he groans. “Good girl. That was going to torture me as much as it was you.”
Asshole.
That thought flees me the second he swipes his tongue up my pussy. The hum that leaves his throat after his first taste vibrates through my clit and sends a twitch down my legs.
I damn near come off the bed when he plunges his tongue inside of me. His fingers dig into my thighs as he pulls me back to his mouth.
“Don’t run from me again,” he growls against me, and my head falls back into the pillow.
He keeps his firm latch on my thighs as he spreads them wide and devours every last inch of me. My head shakes back and forth, mentally fighting off what’s about to happen, all while my body begs for it to come faster.
“Fuck, Creed,” I groan as his soul plows into mine.
My legs lock up and my toes curl against his back as my orgasm tears me to shreds.
The sound of his pants sliding down his hips has my eyes flying open and I push myself up. My mouth waters to do to him what he just did to me, and the sight of his cock in his hand has that desire spreading through me even faster.
“Lie down.”
“But I want to—”
He tsks and shakes his head. “Arguing isn’t behaving at all. I’d love for that smart-ass mouth to wrap around my cock, but another time. I’ve been feening for you since the day your soul invaded mine. I want to bury myself inside of you while your hands and lips roam every inch of me you can reach. Can you do that for me, Thayla?”
I’ll do whatever this man wants me to if he says my name like that again.
I slowly lower myself back, keeping his gaze locked with mine the entire time.
“I can do that.”
He hums as he lines himself up with me. I struggle to draw any air in as not once, or twice, but three times he presses his head inside of me, then pulls back out.
On the fourth, he cuts off my frustrated groan as he buries himself inside of me in one go. Our chests meet as I bow off the bed, and he collapses against me. His hand cradles around my back as he keeps me arched and runs his nose across mine.
“You okay?” I nod and he grunts. “Tell me I didn’t hurt you.”
“You didn’t hurt me. You’d never hurt me.”
He lays his lips to mine as he tenderly pumps his hips back and forth.
“Fuck. You feel like life.”
My mouth falls open at the sincerity in his eyes, but I also see what’s behind that. And what’s in their depths is what I want.
What I need.
