Page 66 of Creed
“Hey, I’m always on time.”
“Oh, yeah?” I walked over and dropped my hands to her waist. “What about this past Saturday when you were twenty minutes late to dinner?”
“That was Austin’s fault. He couldn’t find his shoes.”
“And Tuesday when you were forty-five minutes late for dinner at your own house?”
“Class ran over. You can’t really hold that against me. A couple of the kids needed some clarification on arresting procedures.”
“Which could’ve been an email.”
“An email is never as effective as…”
Before she could finish her thought, I brought my hand up to her jaw and tilted her head in my direction, giving me full access to her mouth. She didn’t resist when I crashed my lips against her, silencing her with a kiss that had her letting out a needful moan.
I used my thumb to tilt her head away from me, breaking the kiss, and chuckled, “You best watch it, woman, or you’ll end up in the bedroom instead of at the dinner table.”
“Hmmm, the dinner table could be fun.”
“Ah, hell.”
Before she had a chance to sass me further, I knelt and tossed her over my shoulder as she let out a screech. “Jameson!”
“No fussing!” I reached up and gave her rear a firm pop. “The kitchen table was your idea.”
As soon as we reached the table, I lowered Devin’s feet to the floor, and she quickly unbuttoned her shorts and let them fall to the floor. “You have a habit of messing with my dinner plans.”
“You complaining?”
“Fuck no.”
I lowered my hands to her hips and reached for her lace panties, giving them a firm tug and ripping them from her legs. Desire flashed through her eyes as I lifted her up onto the table.Her eyes locked on mine as she leaned back and waited as I eased her leg over my shoulder and lowered my mouth between her thighs.
She inhaled a deep breath when the bristles of my beard brushed against her soft skin, and a loud moan slipped through her lips the second my tongue raked across her smooth center. Hungry for more, I spread her trembling legs wider and began to devour her. “Damn, baby. You taste like fucking heaven.”
Devin’s breath became uneven and hitched as I slipped my finger deep inside her. Focused and unrelenting, I teased her G-spot with a slow and steady rhythm. Her hips inched forward as she tensed around me, and goosebumps prickled across her skin.
Loving how her body responded to my touch, I continued teasing and tormenting her clit as she writhed beneath me. Overcome by her impending release, Devin’s hips lifted from the table, begging me to give her more.
Damn.
Nothing turned me on more than watching her come undone. I
couldn’t wait a moment longer. I had to be inside her. Disappointment flashed through her eyes when I stepped back, but the lust returned the second she saw that I was unbuckling my jeans. Anticipation marked her face as she watched me roll on a condom and quickly step back between her legs.
Her eyes were fixed on mine as I slipped my hands under her ass and pulled her to the edge of the table.Fuck. She looked so damn beautiful sprawled out on that table, bare and waiting for me with that wanton look in her eyes. I couldn’t imagine wanting her more.
I brushed my cock against her slick center and nearly lost it. Inhaling a full breath, I tried to calm the storm raging inside me, but my woman was eager for more. She wrapped her legs aroundme and forced me deep inside. I froze. She felt too fucking good. As I slowly withdrew, I looked down at her and asked, “You like having my cock inside you?”
Devin managed a slight nod and muttered, “God, yes.”
A slight hiss slipped through her teeth as I drove into her again and again, each time a bit faster and unforgiving. Her heels dug into my back, and she shouted, “Oh my God!”
As much as I loved having her this way, I wanted more. I needed to feel her, touch every inch of her gorgeous body, so I withdrew and stepped back. I carefully lifted her from the table and lowered her feet to the floor. Like she could read my mind, she turned to face the table and slowly leaned forward. She glanced over her shoulder, and her eyes locked on mine as she waited for me to take her from behind.
I dropped my hands to her waist and raked my cock against her, teasing her. She let out a needful moan just before I drove deep inside her. I slowly withdrew and drove into her again and again. My rhythm was firm and rocked the table with every thrust, but she took what I had to give without complaint. When her knees grew weak, she placed her hands on the sides of the table and braced herself as she shouted, “Jameson!”
There was something about hearing her call out my name that sent a jolt right through me. I burned for her. Hell, every fucking inch of me was consumed by her, and I knew I’d never feel this way for anyone else.
