Page 88 of Creep

His hands came down and cupped my ass cheeks, molding around the supple flesh, squeezing it roughly until all I could focus on was that.

“Wait!” I yelled when I felt his fingers pressing around the tight sphincter muscles of my back end.

“Talk, baby.”

“I can’t think when you touch me like this.”

I placed my hands on his chest when I felt his finger push inside, my muscles clenching down on him automatically.

“We can just play around then.”

I shook my head. “We can’t justplayaround.”

“Why not?”

I had no words for him. What the hell was I supposed to say to that?

He grabbed my arms and pulled me down until I was lying on top of him. I could barely make out the outlines of his face.

He wrapped his arms around the small of my back and held them there. “Okay. Talk.”

I shook my head. “Like this?”

“Like this.”

“I can’t.”

“Why?”

Because I could feel his hard dick on my thigh. I closed my eyes. Fuck, why was this so hard with him?

He twisted us around and pulled the covers over us.

“Is this going to be a common occurrence?” I asked him. “Me going to bed naked.”

“I’m naked,” he said, as if that made it all better. I didn’t need a reminder. “And you want to talk? So we can talk.”

Problem was, I didn’t even know what I wanted to talk about now.

“Did something happen to you?” I asked, the thought popping inside my head.

He didn’t say anything for a beat. Then, “What do you mean?”

“Just your past. Maybe your childhood. Did something happen… to you? You know, to make you like this?”

He laughed. “Are you asking me if my shitty childhood messed me up so bad I decided to stalk women?”

I bit my lip.

He cupped my cheek, somehow knowing I was doing that, and pulled the abused flesh from my teeth.

“There’s only been you. Surprising as it might sound, I don’t make it a habit to stalk women.”

“So I’m justspecial?”

Lucky me.

“That you are,” he said. He pressed me tighter against him until I almost had my face buried in his chest. I counted his heartbeats… slow and steady.

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