Page 134 of Creep

I leaned in closer to her and pressed my lips against the back of her neck.I won’t let anything happen to you.

She melted further into me. Even in sleep, her body knew who it belonged to. She could deny it all she wanted, but that didn’t make it any less true.

She was mine in every sense of the word.

I watched her as the sky turned color, from pitch black to a twilight blue, giving me a good view of her face.

I kissed her cheek, taking in the softness of her skin and the fullness of her form against me.

Her face twitched.

I knew she was only moments from waking up.

My hands moved without thinking, going beneath the sleep shirt she wore. I pressed my palm over her soft belly.

She let out a small sigh, her lips opening a bit and making my dick stir.

Mine.

She was fucking mine.

Mine.

Her eyes fluttered open, her gaze still soft with sleep. She took in my face, not showing any reaction. She was still trying to figure out what was going on. But fuck if I didn’t miss that softness on her face when she looked at me. Perhaps Theo was right. Perhaps I had gone about it the wrong way.

I fucked up, but I was going to rectify the situation. And the only way to do that was to prevent her from putting any more distance between us.

“Mael.”

Fuck. My name coming from her lips was like a fucking balm, soothing over my rough soul.

I inched my hand up and down her stomach.

She gasped when she finally realized my hand was there. She pressed her hand on top of mine over her shirt. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like I’m doing?” I asked gruffly.

“Being creepy,” she answered, trying to keep her reaction from showing through when I pushed my hand up and cupped her left tit.

Fuck.

I missed this. I missed her. And I fucking missedthese.

“Mael,” she breathed out, half in protest, half in pleading.

Her mind was telling her she shouldn’t want this, but her body…

I plucked at her nipple, fucking loving the way her back bowed in response, instinctively moving herself in closer to me.

“We… We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said as I rolled her hardened nipple around between my thumb and my forefinger.

“Why not?” I asked, pinching the hardened nub.

“Because.” She shook her head, dragging her hand up to stop my movements. I moved away from her reach, gliding down until my fingers felt the hem of her sleep shorts.

She shook her head.

I shot her a wink and pushed my hand down inside them, beneath her panties, and cupped her drenched cunt.

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