“You wanna touch me,” I said softly.
“Want your tits in my hands, your tongue in my mouth.”
“Take it,” I breathed.
His hands immediately moved but only one curved around my breast. The other one dove into my hair and crushed my mouth down on his. His tongue spiked out and I took it. It curled around my tongue then he sucked deep, my tongue was in his mouth and I gave it.
His thumb slid across my nipple hard and I took that too, moaning down his throat, our h*ps moving faster. His finger met his thumb and rolled. The kiss, already wild, went out-of-control and I had to lift a hand and curl my fingers around my headboard. The power of his h*ps increased so much, if I didn’t, he’d throw me off.
It was coming, f**k, holy shit, it was coming.
I tore my mouth from his and my head flew back.
“Ride ‘em, cowgirl,” he murmured and it was the first time in my life I came while smiling.
* * * * *
My head dropped forward as it left me, my hands were curled around the top of my headboard and I still felt Creed’s mouth between my legs. His head to the pillows, I was sitting on his face, his tongue lapping at me, sweet, gentle, even tender.
Fuck me.
I shifted my hips, he got the message, his fingers, already curved around my hips, pulled me down the length of his body and I collapsed on him.
“Right, you got a Costco around here?” he asked and, sated, relaxed, in a total happy zone, this question threw me.
So I muttered into his neck, “What?”
“You weren’t f**kin’ around. You can go all night. This means I need to find condoms in bulk.”
My body started shaking on his with my laughter and I lifted my head to look down at him. “I’m not sure Costco sells condoms in bulk.”
“Worth a fly-by to check and see,” he muttered and I kept laughing but collapsed back into him.
He waited until I quit laughing then his arms gave me a squeeze.
“You got the plan?”
I nodded. “Knight’s business as usual, no one’s the wiser we got the goods on Amy and Nair except Lively who will pass along bogus intel. Set up. You need to work on Charlene’s car after you pick up the part tomorrow morning. I’m on Nick. Tomorrow afternoon, another search of his place. After that, we regroup.”
“You got it.”
“You tired Grandpa?”
He was silent.
Then, “Shit, seriously?”
I lifted my head and smiled down at him. “No. I’m wiped.”
He pressed his head into the pillow and looked back at the headboard muttering, “Thank God.”
“God’s not in my headboard, Creed.”
He looked back at me, grinning. “Disagree. Saw some heavenly action tonight.”
He was not wrong.
I tipped my head to the side and dipped my voice low when I asked, “You wanna sleep in here tonight?”