Save Me(WITSEC #2)(65)



As he pushed into me, I had to take my mouth off of Colt. I put my forehead on his thigh, whimpering as Creed completely sheathed himself inside me.

“She’s so tight,” Creed groaned, his hand grabbing one of my hips. “Probably not as tight as she is here.” With the finger he’d pumped inside me, he rubbed my essences around my other hole.

My head lifted from Colt’s thigh. “Creed.”

Creed began rocking his hips, moving his cock in and out of me, as he continued to rub me. “You brought up anal and now I can’t stop thinking about taking you here.”

“I said I wasn’t ready,” I said with a shaky voice because what he was doing felt good.

“I respect that and we won’t do that tonight,” Creed said. “But I feel like I should give you a little sneak peek to ease your fears.”

“What’s a sneak peek?” I asked.

“Try to relax,” Creed said as he pushed his finger into my back entrance.

My breath hitched and I went still.

Colt stroked my cheek. “Relax, babe.”

Creed withdrew his finger as he withdrew his cock and pushed both back in simultaneously. I let out a loud, drawn-out moan.

Creed continued to slowly move in and out of both my holes. “That feel good, Shi?”

I nodded.

“Good. Now put Colt back in your mouth,” he ordered.

I did as he said and took Colt’s cock back into my mouth. I bobbed and sucked on him. I even relaxed my throat to take more of him, which made him groan and fist my hair.

“Let me fuck your mouth, babe,” he said, holding me still as he thrust his cock in and out, the tip kissing the back of my throat each time. I sucked and licked him each time he withdrew. “If you keep doing that, I’m going to cum in your mouth.”

Wasn’t that the point? Loving the way he was coming undone, I held his hips down and bobbed my head as fast as he had thrust into my mouth.

“I’m about to cum,” he hissed and I didn’t stop. “Babe—” His cock swelled just before jets of hot liquid filled my mouth. I quickly swallowed it down and released him.

Colt was panting with his hands fisted into his own hair. “You didn’t have to swallow.”

Creed, who had stopped moving, chuckled. “What a dirty girl.” He began moving in me again and this time he didn’t go slow. He went faster, harder. It felt so good, I almost couldn’t stand it.

“Was I not supposed to?” I asked between pants.

“You can swallow my cum anytime you want,” Creed said as he pounded into me and I felt my orgasm hurtling toward me fast.

Colt sat up and kissed me as I came. His lips muffled my cries. My entire body shook and shuddered. Creed withdrew his finger to hold me by both my hips as he chased his own release. He let out a grunt and thrust into me one last time, burying himself deep as he came.

With heavy breathing, Creed rested his forehead on the center of my back. “You okay, Shi?”

“Yeah,” I breathed. “That was fun.”

They both chuckled. Colt pulled up his boxers as Creed slid out of me and left the room to go to the bathroom. I climbed off the bed and my underwear fell to my ankles. I didn’t want to put them back on because they were wet. Instead, I stepped out of them and searched for the shirt Creed had lent me. I found it by the foot of the bed and put it back on.

Creed returned from the bathroom and the three of us got back into bed. Snuggled between them, I told them about my nightmare.





24





Logan was gone when I went home the following morning. Dinner from last night had been cleaned up and his stuff was missing from the spare bedroom. There was a note pinned to the fridge.

Shi,

All I want is for you to be safe.

Call me and I’ll always come.

-Logan





I hated how things were between us. Even though I was so, so mad at him and I’d asked him to leave, I was still sad that he was gone.





I arrived at Desert Stone with minutes to spare before class started. “Hi, Derek,” I said as I rushed past the front desk toward Keelan’s office to drop off my gym bag.

“Cutting it close,” he said back.

“I know,” I said before dashing down the hall. Creed had taken me home from school. I might have been feeling a little frisky during the drive and teased the hell out of him with touches and kisses. He’d chased me inside my house and tackled me to the living-room floor. He’d returned the favor for the teasing with his tongue between my legs. The torture had felt like forever, but when he’d finally let me cum, my eyes had rolled into the back of my head. After that, he’d thrown my legs over his shoulders and buried himself inside of me.

Once we’d been both satiated and lying next to each other, trying to catch our breath, I had said, “The movies are deceiving.”

He had tilted his head to look at me. “What do you mean?”

“It is not comfortable having sex on the floor. I mean, it got the job done, but I wouldn’t recommend it.”

He had laughed and we had made out on that uncomfortable wood floor until it had been past the time for me to leave.

My legs were still shaking as I dropped my bag off in Keelan’s office and headed back out. I was almost to the door where the class was held when an arm grabbed me around my middle, stopping me. Its owner ran their nose along my neck. “Keelan,” I said, giggling, because there was no way this was Knox. “We’re going to be late.”

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