Page 94 of Creed

“Please.” I whimpered.

“You’re going to be the death of me little girl.” He bit down on my earlobe then pulled back and slammed into me again. “Say it.” He ordered as he pulled back and waited.

“I’m all yours.”

He kept his grip on my hair and slammed into me so hard the bed hit the wall. The pain was so good and the feeling of being filled so full caused a ripple effect from my core to my toes. One hand held on to my hair and the other gripped on to my hip as he drilled into me so hard and fast, the bed was banging into the wall. My hands shook as I gripped on to the headboard. “Don’t stop.” I cried out.

“Jesus Christ, Morgan! Fuck!” His fingers dug into my flesh. “Shit, am I hurting you?” His voice was strained.

“It hurts so good!” I screamed. “You’re stretching me so much it feels like it’s tearing me, and I love it! Please don’t stop!”

He moved his hand from my hair to my mouth then leaned in. “You’re going to wake Addie up.” He held his hand over my mouth as he continued to mercilessly pound into me. I was quickly learning there were two sides to Creed in bed. The soft gentle man and the rough and dirty man that was driving me into the most intense orgasm of my life.

He let go of my hip and swirled his finger around the place we were joined then removed his hand. “I’m going to make you come harder than ever in your fucking life if you’ll let me.”

“Yes, please.” I was at his mercy and ready for anything he tried. I jumped when I felt his wet finger slowly trespass into an exit only door. He pressed down inside there, and my soul left my body in an explosion that just may have crippled me for life. I thought I might have even peed, but he grunted out that I had to let it happen. I was so wet and knew I would eventually feel shame.

“Oh fuck, it’s happening!” He grunted in a low voice. I was completely checked out, lost in paradise until my soul returned and Creed pulled out of me, flipped me around and stroked himself, shooting his warmth all over my chest. His jaw was dropped low, taking in the site of everything he had left in him trailing from the swells of my breasts and down my sides. I watched with satisfaction as I watched his big strong body go almost limp above me. I must have had a huge smile on my face because when his eyes met mine, he chuckled through his heavy breaths.

Five minutes later, I was standing on shaky legs under hot water as Creed slowly and gently ran a soapy sponge all over me. Stopping only to admire a freckle or an unwanted mole that was usually photo shopped off me after photography shoots. He found the birthmark on the top of my foot, remarked on my one crooked pinky toe, and kissed the lone freckle on my left butt cheek. “Even your imperfections are beautiful.”

“I’ve gained a little weight since I came off my last movie.” I wasn’t ashamed of it. It was necessary because of the role I played. I had to lose weight for my last part, and I didn’t feel healthy.

He lifted my chin to look up at him. “Sweetheart, you could gain a hundred pounds and still be the most beautiful woman that has ever lived.”

I took the sponge from him and ran it over his tattoos. “How old were you when you got your first tattoo?”

“Lets see, I got it when I was discharged the first time, so twenty six I guess.”

I paused. “Why so late?”

He lifted my chin to look up at him. “Tattoos are identifiable.”

I held back the tears on that one as I imagined his lifeless body. I looked up into his eyes and realized that Creed never knew the loving touch of a mother. He was alone in the world with nobody but the residents of Creed’s Lake. What if he would have died not knowing what it was like to be loved by a woman that wanted him forever?

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He noticed I was a little shaken.

“Nothing, I just want you to know something before you’re deployed.”

He studied my eyes with concern. “What’s that?”

“That I will always honor you and I love falling in love with you. There are no guarantees, but you are so worth the risk.”

He pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head. “And we’ve definitely taken some risks, haven’t we?”

“Yes, but you’re worth it.” I kissed his chest.

After our shower, we dressed and crawled into bed together. I was exhausted, my body was already sore, and I fell asleep in strong capable and safe arms.

When I opened my eyes, the sun almost blinded me, but I was on the other side of the bed. My eyes focused and a smileformed on my face when I realized Addie had taken my place. There she was, curled up in his arms, all safe and warm. She had her glasses on, so I wasn’t sure if Creed even realized who was curled up in his arms. They were in a spooning position and they both looked so peaceful.

I gently left the bed and went to the bathroom as quietly as possible. When I looked in the mirror, I saw a frightful sight. My hair dried wet so it was one big frizz ball. I had a hickey on my left breast by my nipple, which I saw last night, and I already knew I was going to be sore all day. I tried to make a braid out of my unbrushed hair, which wasn’t easy. Then after peeing I made my way to my room. I had no hope left for my hair, so I took a shower and blow dried it. I was downstairs making breakfast before Creed and Addie came down. Creed looked adorable with messy hair, wearing a pair of gray sweats and a white V-neck t-shirt. Addie’s blond hair had a knot in the back and was sticking up, but it just made her that much more adorable.

After breakfast, I made some sandwiches as Creed packed a cooler with bottled waters, Addie’s individual apple juices, a few pops, and he did pack two beers. He threw the sandwiches on top and took the cooler down to the boat.

I packed a bag with sunscreen and towels, then helped Addie pick out her swimsuit. I purchased a few, not knowing what style she would prefer, and she chose her little purple two piece. I put her hair back in pigtails like she preferred then handed her the cutest pair of sunglasses I found online. She could wear them over her prescription glasses, and she liked them. She slipped into her flip flops then I got dressed in my black bikini and threw on a pair of cut off jean shorts. My hair was in a ponytail, and I grabbed my black sunglasses and slipped into my own flip flops.

When we went downstairs, Creed was in the kitchen sneaking a cookie. His mouth was full when he turned and saw us. His eyes grew and he pointed at Addie.

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