Page 111 of Creed

Romantic, I know.

I take her legs and push them over, forcing her to roll onto her side. I press my palm into her thigh, pressing her legs tightly together and thrust into her again, this time pulling a low, sensuous moan from my girl’s lips. She feels so fucking tight like this that it threatens to make me blow long before I’m ready. I know this position can make things seem a little less rough and a lot more full and judging by the way her eyes are fighting to roll to the back of her head, I’d say it’s a pretty accurate statement.

“Oh, fuck,” she cries out, her voice cracking at the force she’s using to get the words out. I pound into her harder and I revel in the feel of my piercing rubbing against her inner walls as they clamp around my cock.

I watch nearly in awe as her body starts to shudder, her walls fluttering around me and I know she’s getting close. It’s a dick move to shift her again right before she comes, but I want to be as connected with her as possible the first time she comes on my cock. I turn her to her back once more, but this time I wrap my arms around her shoulders and hoist until she’s straddling my thighs and her arms are locked tight around my neck.

“I need you to ride me, baby.” I pant, our breaths mingling as Collins’ jade gaze meets mine, her full, pouty lips just a whisper away as she catches her breath. My hands glide down to her ass and I pull her up and down along my length, encouraging her to take what she needs. After a few helpful strokes, she takes over, her hips canting on their own, grinding her sweet, soaked pussy all over my cock.

One of my hands finds its way into her hair, my fingers tangling in the cotton candy colored strands and grip her tight at the back of her skull. I keep her face close to mine and leave a trail of licks and kisses across her lips, down her cheek, along the slender column of her throat, and across her collar bone. She mewls as she adjusts her feet and starts to bounce on my cock and the slight change has it jerking and desperate to spill inside of her. I groan out loud and bite down onto her shoulder with how fucking good she feels.

“Goddamn, baby,” I moan against her sweat-slicked skin, her fingers grip my hair as she ups the pace and I can tell she’s close again. This time I can’t delay it. I need my release, but more than that, I need my beautiful girl to come all over me. I want to watch her fall apart for me. “I can feel your sweet pussy gripping my cock so fucking tight, Stardust.You gonna come for me, baby?”

“Yes,” she nods, our noses brushing. Her movements become erratic and I can tell she’s getting worn out so I grip her ass with one hand and help her with each thrust and snake the other between us and start to rub her clit with the pads of my two middle fingers. I grin when I feel how absolutely soaking wet she is for me, she’s dripping all over my cock. “Fuck, Creed, oh, God, I’m going to—” she cuts off with the most blissful cry as she shatters for me.

I pull back only enough to watch how beautifully she falls apart. She always looks fucking divine when she’s in the throes of an orgasm, but holy fuck does she look like a goddess when she’s falling apart on my cock.

“Fuuuck, baby, look at you. You’re doing so fucking good, coming all over my cock like the good fucking girl that you are.” If she wasn’t already flushed from her release, I’d say she’s blushing even harder as she slows down to an eventual stop and rests her head in the crook of my neck.

“Creed,” she whispers, her breaths tickling at the side of my neck. “That was?—”

“Fucking everything?” I finish for her and she lifts her head, her eyes meeting mine before a soft, sweet smile pulls slightly at her lips.

“Yes.” She answers, still panting.

“Well then, let’s do it all over again, yeah?” I ask, pressing my still aching cock up into her and she gasps in surprise.

“Again?” She asks, her cute little brows furrowing in confusion. I thrust again and her eyes widen a bit. “You—you mean you didn’t…?”

“You think I’d come after only giving you one orgasm with my cock?”

“Considering this is very much my first time having real sex, I have no idea what’s normal and what’s not.” She says sheepishly, and fuck if that doesn’t make me want to beat on my chest and howl like a goddamned animal the thought of being her technical first.

“I need you to give me at least one more before I’ll even think about coming, Stardust.”

I don’t give her time to argue when I push her onto her back and pull out long enough to bend down and run my tongue up through her soaking wet pussy, licking up every bit of arousal she dripped while riding my cock. I groan at the taste of her on my tongue. I love the way she moans and her hips buck as I lap her up—whether it’s to get me off of her from how tender her flesh is, or to try and get me closer, I’m not sure, but there’s no fucking way I’m stopping now.

I look up at her from between her creamy thighs and give her one command. “Open.”

She immediately obeys, giving me her tongue as well. She waits for me so patiently with her mouth open, her breaths shallow and needy as I gather every bit of remaining release that paints her skin, my tongue delving inside of her before pulling out and tracing up her clit, then crawling up her body and settling my weight between her thighs. Still she waits with her lips parted and tongue out like the good girl she is and I don’t hesitate to lower my head and spit her release back into her mouth.

She jerks a little in shock, but it’s me who’s surprised when she smiles as she swallows and fucking licks her lips before pressing them to mine.

Yeah, Collins was fucking made for me.

I slide my still-hard cock back inside of her wet heat hands-free, our lips still connected, mouths ravaging, kissing, nipping, and claiming when I start to up my pace once more. A small part in the back of my brain keeps niggling at me to take it easy, as I’m sure I’m fucking her raw, and not in the most fun way, but by the way she’s gripping me tighter and rocking her hips up into me, I’d say she either gets off on a little pain or she’s feeling really fucking good.

“You sore, baby?” I ask, knowing damn good and well I won’t be stopping regardless of her answer unless she tells me to.

“A little,” she answers, but there’s an upturn to her lips and she moans when my dick twitches inside her. “But don’t you dare stop.”

So it’s a little of both, then. I continue fucking her at this pace, keeping my body close to hers, enjoying every breathy sound of pleasure as it rings throughout the room, echoing off the walls like the sweetest fucking song to ever grace my ears.

I’m getting closer to coming, but I’ll be damned if I don’t make her come again before I do. I lift into a pushup position but with my hands gripping her thighs and pressing them to her chest and set a relentless pace, fucking dicking her down into the mattress, hoping like fuck that the harsh pounding leaves bruises on her ass that will make her think of me for the next week as they fade.

Her cries and pleas get louder with every thrust, but her words are only begging me to keep going, specifically a don’t you dare fucking stop, repeatedly falling from her sinful lips as I watch her tits bounce. They’re so goddamned tantalizing that I can’t help but release one of her thighs just long enough to slap the side of her breast before resuming my position. Her pussy nearly strangles my cock over the action and she cries out, a sudden orgasm rippling throughout her body, causing her to shiver and shake, her pussy coating us in a new wetness we’d yet to experience.

She fucking squirted on me.

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