Glorious
Creed
I set Addie’s glasses on the nightstand and Morgan turned out the light. I took Morgan’s hand and led her to my bedroom then sat on the bed with her on my lap. “I’m sorry I didn’t have the chance to tell you yet.”
“I hadn’t seen Katie since she was really little. Gosh, she was probably seven or eight, but Savannah always talked about her. I just hate that my little sister has to feel this kind of grief.”
“I kicked the uninjured prospect out and sent the two guards walking. Your sister probably didn’t hear the news yet, but McLaughlin passed away earlier this evening.” I moved her dark hair to the side and kissed her cheek. “It was why I had to leave last night and today. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have left at all. I’m keeping my phone off until my meeting in a few days with Sniper, just so I can spend time with the both of you.”
“I hope Katie receives a miracle, but by the way my sister talked, Katie doesn’t have much of a chance.” She then kissed my cheek. “I’m glad you turned off your phone. I want this time with you and Addie. I just can’t believe I didn’t miss my phone for almost a whole day. Do you know what that means?”
“It means a lot of people were probably worried.” I squeezed her body a little tighter.
“It means I have been able to disconnect. I feel safe and a little bit of the weight I was carrying lifted off me. Creed’s Lake has helped me somewhat find some peace. I haven’t felt this way in years.”
“I love how this place has provided that for you. Earlier tonight when Addie and I were at the lake, I saw two of our operatives enjoying some water skiing. They looked like they were having the time of their lives out there and they didn’t have a care in the world. It was some reassurance that what the Originals and I built is doing what we hoped, because of who they were. It was two men that were prisoners of war not all that long ago. They had both been starved and beaten by their captors. Their trauma ran deep and one minute they were facing their own deaths and a minute later they’re able to turn all that shit off and just enjoy the lives they are now living. We all wanted to find peace and I’m so glad this place helped them find that.”
She turned to look at me and that one move took us to the place we always went when we are lost in each other’s eyes. Hers were so captivating, and also inviting. She gently placed her lips against mine, then we both opened our mouths just before our tongues swept against each other. She repositioned her body without breaking the kiss, so she was straddling me, rocking against my hard and pulsating dick. My hand left her hair and they both trailed down her back, then grabbed on to her ass to pull her in closer. They guided her ass to increase the pressure of her friction against me.
Fire began racing through my blood. I pulled her shirt off her and her lips were back on mine before it landed on the floor. She tugged on mine and pulled it off me, our lips only breaking contact for a few seconds. Her fingers ran through my hair, mine ran up her spine until they met her bra straps. Slowly I pulled them down as she took control of our kiss. The anticipation was nearly enough to make me explode in my pants before I even had a chance to be inside her. She pulled back, studied my eyes, then stood in front of me, slowly reaching behind her to unclasp her bra then let it fall. My eyes trailed down, and I got my first really good look at those perfectly swelled breasts with those perfectly pink nipples. I reached up and watched as my thumb ran over her erect nipple and swallowed hard. My eyes trailed back up to hers and I swore she had the most captivating ice blue eyes I ever saw. “You’re so damn beautiful, Morgan.”
I waited patiently as she read my mind and pushed down her cotton shorts. My hands were working on my belt quickly before I even realized I was doing it. There was a fire in those ice blue eyes. They told me everything I needed to know as I laid back and lifted my ass to push down my pants and boxer briefs. She pulled them off the rest of the way then climbed on top of me, slowly like a predator about to feast on her prey. Her lips trailed kisses up my stomach to my chest, then up my neck and finally to my lips. I knew she didn’t want any games. She wanted me inside her as bad as I did. My hand shot straight to her heat where she was wet and hot, ready for me at any moment. She gasped against my lips when I plunged one finger inside her, then she moaned when I added another one. I was so fucking hard it was painful, my cock begged me to slide him into her warmth, but I wanted to take my time with her. Study her reactions, kiss those gorgeous lips, learn everything there was to learn about her needs and what drove her crazy. My fingers were still in her when she tried to push down on to my cock, adding pressure just below her swollen pussy.
I removed my hand, and she slid around me, slowly as we both hissed to the sensation of the moment. “Jesus Morgan.” She tortured me as she took me inside her so slowly until finally my length was buried deep inside her. My lips left hers and trailed over to her ear. “By the end of tonight, I will know every inch of this gorgeous body.”
She took a sharp breath as she rolled her hips slowly, and damn if she didn’t feel so fucking good. I never imagined a woman to feel half as good as Morgan. Her lips took mine again, and I let her have the control for a few moments. My arms wrapped around her as she proceeded to slowly move those hips. Back and forth, around in a circle, back and forth again. My hand reached down below her ass, and I felt my shaft where the rest of me was swallowed so deep inside her. She was so wet, my fingers were coated with her warmth. I wanted to see her reaction to her own taste, so I pushed her up and as she looked down at me while swirling her hips, I stuck my fingers in her mouth to taste herself. She shut her eyes then smiled before she opened them again. I laid back and let my hand trace down her neck then cup her breasts as she slowly rode me.
My eyes moved from being locked into hers, to those lips, that slender neck, the swells of her breasts, to each hard perfect fucking nipple, down her flat stomach and eventually to where we were joined together. My eyes darted back up to her lips when she bit her bottom one and shut her eyes. I never saw something so angelic in my life. “Say it.” I ordered her.
She opened her eyes and looked down at me with the most angelic smile on her face. “You own me, Creed. You’re the last man to ever touch me.”
To that I shot up and flipped us around. I slowly thrust in and out of her as I sat up on one elbow and my hand gently ran from her outer thigh, to her stomach, then squeezed her breast before cupping her face. I lowered my head, and I kissed those red swollen lips. I repeated slow thrusts, taking my time to allow my fingers to gently roam over her soft skin.
“You’re so damn tight, Morgan.” I shut my eyes and begged for some control. Witnessing her pleasure, feeling her body move under mine, those moans that escaped her lips, and taking in how damn good she felt was better than any experience of my past, and I had a lot of experience. I knew I was coming near my end, and I had to give her something more soon. I couldn’t torture her forever by slowly making love to her. Shit, making love to her? Holy shit making love was so much better than fucking.
“More, please Creed.” She begged.
I slammed my lips onto hers, wrapped her up in my arms and held her tight as I thrust into her with so much force she screamed out in pleasure. “Is…that…holy fuck is that what you want?” I could barely survive the intensity of slamming into her.
“God yes! Please!”
I pushed up and looked down between us as I slammed into her repeatedly. I could see my cock disappear inside her hot tight pussy and I felt my balls tighten so damn tight I knew it was coming soon.
“Touch yourself, Morgan! Now!” Those orders came out as nearly a plea for my life.
“I don’t have to!” I felt her contract around me as she arched her back and gripped on to the sheets. “You fill me completely!” Suddenly her stomach visibly contracted and for the first time in my life I saw a woman’s orgasm in her stomach. I knew what she was experiencing was intense because her thighs were shaking, and she was crying out my name over and over again. She gripped so tight around me I couldn’t fight it. I could have sworn I blacked out for just a moment when the most powerful explosion filled her deep inside. I should have pulled out, but I couldn’t, it was like she had such a grip on me I couldn’t pull back. I collapsed on top of her and felt paralyzed for a moment, until my stomach tightened and one more surprise shot of warmth came out of me and deep inside her. I tried with all the strength left in me to lift my body up, so I wasn’t smothering her, then gently brushed my lips against hers as she whispered the words that made one more thrust shoot a little more of me inside her.
“I think I’m falling in love with you.”
I shivered then looked into those eyes, shocked by the words that soon left my lips. “I know I’m falling in love with you, Miss Rossi.” My lips met hers again and my tongue swept against hers as she held me in her arms.
I lifted my head to look down at her then swiped some hair away from her face to study every part of that gorgeous face. She looked sated, maybe even glowed as she smiled with satisfaction. Her eyes were as icy blue as always, her button nose was proportioned perfectly, those pouty lips were full, her teeth were bright white and there was a small freckle on the left side of her nose. Her hair was natural, black with highlights of caramel, her skin was fair but not pale, and I had to look at those eyes again. Her irises had a light purple ring around icy blue then a ring of a darker shade of purple surrounded the pupils. They might have been beautiful by appearance, but when looking into them it was like taking a peek into the kindest soul ever created. Morgan was capable of a powerful love, demonstrated by how fiercely she tried to protect her family and how willing she was to give Addie the love of a mother she so desperately needed. I could see it and feel it when I was caught off guard and locked into those eyes of hers. Her heart was open and willing to surround a man with love that probably didn’t deserve it. There were parts of me still in denial that someone so pure and beautiful on the inside could love such a broken man.
“Alistair Creed, have the walls began crumbling?” She asked.
I shook my head. “You plowed through them with a strength only you could possess. You’re my end game, Morgan. My weakness and probably my strength as well.”
“Is that why you were so guarded around me, or was it really about my career?” She was studying my eyes again.
“Maybe it was because of your presence. I felt it the first time I was near you on that plane.”
She smiled up at me. “You remember that and felt it too?”
“I didn’t know it was you until I walked into the general store, and you were standing at that counter. That feeling was the only reason I stopped there to talk to Mrs. Hoffman. Then I felt it again at the bar when you needed to use the bathroom and again at the fundraiser. Just like I feel it every single day when I come home from work. Dammit Morgan, I haven’t been able to get you off my mind since that plane. I didn’t know who you were, those were some big sunglasses.” I chuckled. “But I knew you were somebody I had to be weary of, because it’s not something I felt before.”
“I know what I want to be when I grow up now.” She giggled.
“What’s that?” I pecked her lips.
“A good mother to Addie and Creed’s greatest love.” She lifted her head and pecked my lips again.
“Creed’s only love.” I corrected her and pecked her lips.
“I’m a forever kind of girl.” She giggled and pecked my lips.
“I’m the guy that wants to give her forever.” I dove in and kissed her deeply.