Hear My Heart

21. Creed

Chapter 21

Creed

P ushing out a deep breath, I steeled myself before grabbing ahold of the door handle and opening the door to my dad’s office. The last time I remembered seeing my dad’s name on my phone this much was over six months ago and it was about some shit I couldn’t care less about. When I walked out of my brother’s hospital room two weeks ago, he wasn’t happy since I’d left without agreeing to temporarily take over as CEO. I didn’t expect to hear from him, but these past couple of days he’d been persistent.

My dad was behind his desk when I stepped inside the office. The closer I got, the noticeable change in him was present. He looked thinner than he had two weeks ago, also paler than before too.

“About time you make time to come see your old man,” he started before I could even sit down.

A low chuckle escaped my mouth and I took a seat in one of the chairs across from him. “Nice to see you too, Father.” I stared him in the eye. “I assume you weren’t calling me because you missed me.”

An unamused expression passed over his face. He shifted in his seat and folded his hands on his desk. His eyes leveled on me, dark as coal, just like I remembered.

“My treatment is turning out to be more bothersome than anticipated. I hoped to wait it out until your brother woke up, but it’s looking like that’s not going to happen. You need to step up and help the family out until Rome is up and able to take his rightful position.”

Folding my hands in my lap, I dragged my tongue across my teeth and kept a blank stare on my dad. My younger self, who craved his parents’ attention and father’s approval, would have jumped at the opportunity he’s giving me. But now that I was older, more confident, and had made millions on my own, building my own success, there was no need.

“I told you at the hospital I had no desire to take over Global Track Finances. Steel Freight is in a position to expand and is doing well. What makes you think I’m willing to put more on my plate?”

Dad’s jaw twitched. It was subtle but I had grown to learn his quirks from years of pushing his buttons.

“This is your legacy.”

I sat straighter in my seat. “No, it’s Rome’s legacy. You’ve made that clear my whole life.”

“Regardless, your brother isn’t able to take over at the moment, which means the responsibility falls on you. After all I’ve done for you in your life, this is the least you can do!”

The corners of my mouth tilted downward and I leaned forward. “We must have two different memories of what you did for me because all I remember is being surrounded by nannies while you spent all of your time with Rome. I don’t owe you or anyone else anything.”

My dad slammed his hand down on his desk. The veins in his neck as well as a large one on his forehead bulged. His eyes bucked. “You ungrateful little shit! I gave you a good life, made sure you were fed and clothed in the finest clothes, enrolled you in the most elite schools, and you say I did nothing for you!”

I knew this conversation would go nowhere fast. Neither of my parents ever saw how they treated me as an issue. Once I got old enough to take care of myself, I was practically on my own. My dad trying to guilt trip into anything didn’t move me.

Standing up, I adjusted my suit sleeves and brushed my hands over my slacks. “If you only called me to talk about this, then it was a waste of time. I want nothing to do with your business and I have no plans of being a temporary placement for Rome. If you need to take time off, then your VP can take over until Rome wakes up, but I’m not.” I turned to leave.

“Creed!” my dad called out in a low voice, causing me to still. “If you walk out that door then you’re dead to me. You can kiss your trust fund goodbye and I have no younger son.”

My tongue poked the inside of my cheek while I straightened my tie. “I hope your treatment works out for you, Dad.”

I continued toward the door without giving him a second thought. Him threatening me with my trust fund didn’t affect me because I haven’t touched it since I was allowed to at twenty-five. The money my company brought in was more than enough to make up for it.

Dad called out to me again, but I didn’t respond or turn back. I had been written my parents off. The relationship with my brother was shaky, but I still cared whether he lived or died, which was why I’d stayed originally. My life was good and that was all that mattered to me.

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When I got home, I kicked off my loafers, hung my jacket on the rack near the door, and proceeded down the hall toward the smell filling my nostrils. Bella was at Nakyra’s side in the kitchen barking. She must have just come in here because Nakyra didn’t allow her in the kitchen, especially when she was cooking.

Nakyra didn’t flinch, however, her head was down and she was working on her tablet. Lifting one corner of my mouth, I approached her and leaned down, wrapping my arms around her waist and dipping my head.

“Hey, beautiful.” I kissed the space right under her left ear. She had her aids in but I didn’t know if they were on.

“Hey.” She twisted her neck with a small smile on her face. Moving in I kissed her, moving my hand up and gripping her braids.

“Mhm,” she moaned against my lips. “I can’t wait to get these taken out tomorrow,” she said when I released her.

“Your braids?”

“Yes, they’re way overdue.”

I grinned. “That means I get to see your natural hair.”

She scrunched her face. “I suppose so. I hate my natural hair though.”

I planted my chin on her shoulder and glanced down at the tablet, seeing she was working on her comic. “Why?”

Her eyes followed mine. “Because my natural hair is too thick, that’s why I keep it braided.”

I stretched my hands in front of her and lifted them. “ I cannot wait to see it. ”

Nakyra turned and faced me again, her eyes beamed with softness and her smile grew. “I still can’t believe you’re learning sign language.”

I kissed her cheek and stepped back this time. “ Believe it, baby. ”

“Close but believe is…” She lifted her hands and showed me, which I repeated.

I sniffed the air. Nakyra turned fully on the bar stool. “What you cookin’? It smells good.”

“Homemade lasagna rolls and cheesy garlic bread.”

My stomach rumbled just at the thought of the food. I hadn’t had much today but coffee and a granola bar. I’d been working nonstop this week, preparing for the expansion of the company. After the meeting with my dad, I had been on conference calls the rest of the day.

Nakyra nibbled her bottom lip and shifted in her seat. “I’m glad you came home when you did. I was hoping we could talk.”

Home.

It was odd hearing her refer to this place as my home. I knew she meant her house, but West Pier hadn’t been my home for a long time, yet my chest filled with heat at the sentiment.

“Everything okay?” I undid my suit jacket and waited for her to continue.

Her teeth scraped over her bottom lip and she averted her eyes from mine. As far as I knew, things between us had been good. Since we’d slept together, nothing major physically had changed, but emotionally everything had, down to us sharing a bed every night. She ended up in my room, more than likely because she was uncomfortable sleeping in the same bed she shared with my brother. It didn’t bother me because I enjoyed having her in my arms when I went to sleep and again when I woke up. We still ate together at night or stayed up watching Criminal Minds or a movie until she tapped out.

“I think so,” Nakyra started. One of my brows rose. “I don’t feel guilty about what we did.”

I squinted. “I don’t either.”

“Shouldn’t we, though? Technically what we did, what we’re doing, is wrong.”

I dragged a hand down my mouth and studied her. “Maybe, but I can’t find it within myself to.” I shrugged.

Nakyra’s eyes dropped to her hands resting on her lap. “How do we know this is real?” she whispered. “It’s obvious that I accepted a lot of shit with your brother I never should have. Being around you has opened my eyes to a lot of things and part of me wonders if this is a rebound thing because I’m in a vulnerable state.” When her eyes lifted and focused on me, it felt like she was caressing my soul. They bored into me deeply with contemplating reflecting there.

I didn’t respond right away. It was clear she had been thinking about this for a while. I couldn’t blame her for her hesitation. Nakyra never had someone who cared for her or put her first. It was clear that she easily clung to those who showed her some form of love because she lacked love from her parents. It didn’t bother me that she was unsure right now.

The alarm on the stove went off, halting the conversation. She climbed off the stool and walked to the stove. I waited for her to pull the food out and set it on top. She turned back to me and walked to the island but stayed on the side she was on.

“ I am not here to play with your feelings,” I signed slowly, so I said the right thing. “ I told you before I do not want to. How do you say pressure?”

A small, toothless smile formed on her face as it softened and she moved her hands.

“Thank you. I do not want to pressure you into anything. The only thing I can tell you is to follow your heart. Does it feel like this is fake?”

Nakyra tucked her lips into her mouth and crossed her arms, rubbing them with her hands. “No. No, it doesn’t. But how can I trust myself? For the past eight years I’ve been in love with someone who preyed on my insecurities and manipulated me into falling for him. How can I trust anything after that?” Tears pooled in her eyelids and that tugged at my heart. It pissed me off that my brother caused this kind of turmoil in her. She had been through enough growing up and didn’t deserve it as an adult.

Pulling my suit jacket off, I moved forward and laid it on the stool then walked around the island until I was in front of her. I cuffed her chin and lifted it.

“I understand where you’re coming from. I can’t tell you how to feel or how to handle your feelings. If you need to take a step back from this and get your mind right, then I’m okay with that. I’m a patient man, Nakyra. If you need some time just tell me and we can put a pause on this. I won’t be upset. You have to do what’s best for you.”

She inhaled a deep breath and lifted her arms, wrapping them around my neck. “No. I don’t want that,” she said lowly, her voice a velvet murmur. She stepped forward, pressing her chest against mine. “I just want to make sure this is real.”

It felt like someone had maxed out the heater around us as the air intensified.

“Does it feel real?”

“Right now my heart is beating like crazy, my stomach feels like a million butterflies are fluttering inside of it, and my pulse is like a racehorse galloping through my veins. No one has ever made me have this reaction before.” Her words came out delicately, wrapped in a whisper.

I wet my lips and shifted my hand to her cheek, caressing it. “Then focus on that. Focus on how I make you feel, not on your doubts.”

Nakyra’s mouth curved into an affectionate smile, her eyes gleaming with smoldering fire. She pushed up and pressed her lips into mine. The kiss was slow at first, drugging. She grew bolder, tracing my lips with the tip of her tongue before tugging on my bottom one with her teeth. Blood rushed to my dick, causing an uncomfortable erection in my slacks. A shiver shot through me when her mouth opened and this time it was my tongue exploring the recesses of her mouth.

She moaned against my lips as the kiss picked up. My hand shifted around her waist, tracing the outline and cuffing her ass. Lifting it, she yelped. I turned and set her on the island. Her legs wrapped around me as the kiss grew more demanding.

“I’m following your lead. All you gotta do is tell me what you want. What you need.” I kissed down her chin, making my way to her neck, sucking the hollow center. She gripped the back of my head and flung her head back.

“Creed,” she gasped. My eyes flickered up.

Nakyra grabbed the sides of my face and stared down at me with a lustful gaze. “I have a confession.” She leaned down and pecked my lips.

“Tell me.” I licked her plump lips.

She ran hand down my chest. “I saw you.” Confusion filled my face. “After we kissed, and I went to my girls’ night. I came home and saw you with Dedra.” Her mouth twitched at the name but the corners of mine lifted. It didn’t shock me that she had put two and two together when it came to me and Dee.

“Yeah?” I rubbed the small of her back. “What you think?”

Her brows furrowed. “You don’t sound surprised.”

Chuckling lowly, I moved in and kissed the side of her face. “I have a confession too.” I kissed up to her ear and sucked on her right lobe. “I knew you were there.”

Nakyra pulled back and stared at me in shock. “What?”

“I saw you.” I kissed down her jawline between words. “In the mirror. Why do you think I pulled out and made her suck my dick?”

Nakyra’s breathing picked up and her blinking quicken. “How you fucked her… Is that the real you?” Her tone was airy.

“Mhm, sometimes.” I moved my other hand to her thigh and up toward her pussy. Her leg twitched when I pushed against her cotton shorts.

After a few seconds she spoke again. “You can do that with me if you want.” I stared at her face. She stared at me with determination in her eyes.

“You’re always so gentle and caring when we do it, but that night with her…” She breathed heavily.

“Tell me… what?” My nostrils flared, desire boiled in my stomach.

“I was so turned on and jealous,” she whispered. “I wished it was me in the bed with you instead of her. I never…I never had that kind of excitement in the bedroom before.”

Confidence rang from her voice as she spoke. I wasn’t sure if Nakyra knew what she was asking for. The night she was referring to I remembered well. When I noticed her in the doorway, watching her unlocked something dormant in me. It sent a rush through me and caused me to go harder than I intended. If that was what she wanted, then who was I to say no.

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“Are you a Dom? That’s what they’re called, right?” Nakyra questioned as I restrained one of her wrists with my surrender cuffs. Pulling it through the gap between the metal bars on the headboard, I reached for her other wrist to restrain it.

We had abandoned the food she made, making plans to warm it up and eat later. The last thing I expected was Nakyra suggesting something like this but I wasn’t going to turn her down. Too many times I’d pictured her on her knees, hands bound, unable to move while I took her.

“No, not really,” I answered. “Does that feel okay?”

She tugged a couple of times and fluttered her eyes to meet mine, nodding.

“I need words. If we’re gonna do this, I need you to be vocal anytime I ask you anything. That will ensure your safety and consent is clear.”

“It feels fine.”

One corner of my mouth lifted. “Good. And to answer your question clearer, I’m more of a service top or sensual sadist.”

Her brows met in the middle. “What’s that exactly?”

I moved to her feet and grabbed the spreader bar to attach to her ankles. It wasn’t one I would use for someone in the lifestyle, but good for beginners. It was padded and would keep her in place but not make her uncomfortable.

“I enjoy doing scenes and causing a sub to go into subspace. I’m not a big impact play guy, although I will use a flogger, crop, my hand, paddle, if my sub requests it, but inflicting pain doesn’t get me going like it does others. Instead, I enjoy the sensual part of play, it’s more on the foreplay side and brings pleasure to subs in other ways that don’t involve pain.”

I wrapped one of the velcro cuffs around her ankles. “So you do this a lot? I mean play, have scenes?”

Flickering my eyes up to hers, I studied her for a brief second before moving to the next leg.

“I do. When I don’t have a consistent partner, I go to the club I’m a member of and play there.”

“Is that where you met Dedra?”

I chuckled and secured her other ankle then stood straight. “It is.”

Stepping back, I admired Nakyra naked and spread on the bed. My dick hardened and my balls grew heavy. She looked delectable. Her chest rose and fell slowly. Her cheeks were slightly tinted pink, nipples hard, pointing up. Never did I think I would have her in this position. I had so many things I wanted to do to her, but I knew I had to be patient. She was new to this and I didn’t want to overwhelm or scare her. While I didn’t care for impact play, I knew my scenes could get intense, especially if forced orgasms were involved.

“I wish we were back home. We would have so much fun in my playroom.” My tongue dragged across my lips.

“You have a playroom?” she breathed.

I smirked. “I do. The time we could have had.” I shook my head. “I don’t have too much here, but you’ll still enjoy yourself.”

I was only in my boxers and my dick was threatening to burst through the fabric. Moving around the bed, I went to the head and brushed my hand down the center of her chest. “Now, since this is your first time with all this, I’m going to keep things simple. Instead of you using a safe word we’ll do the traffic light system. Green means you’re good, yellow means slow down. I’ll stop and we’ll revise things to make you more comfortable. Red means everything stops. Play ends and you’re released. If you’re ever uncomfortable and/or too overwhelmed, then don’t be afraid to safe word. This system is to protect both of us, but mainly you. At the end of the day, I’m in control, but you hold all the power.” I made sure to keep eye contact with her as I explained everything. “Do you understand?”

“Yes.” She nodded.

“Do you have any questions?”

She swallowed hard and shook her head. “No.”

“Let’s get started then. Color?”

“Green.”

Moving my hands up to her breasts, I rolled her nipples around before twisting them. I watched her reaction to gauge how much she could take. Her stomach quivered, her teeth sank into her bottom lip, and her back arched.

“You’re responsive. I like that.” Leaning over, I flattened my tongue and dragged it across her swollen bud before tugging it with my teeth.

A moan fell from her lips. Circling her nipple with my tongue, I moved my hand down, bypassing her flat stomach and brushing over her mound.

“You’re already wet. I love that.” Dipping a finger into her tunnel caused her breathing to pick up. She clenched her walls around my finger and released another moan.

“Now let’s have some fun.” I stood and stared down at her. “Color?”

“Green.” Her tone remained airy and staggered.

Nodding, I grabbed the wand I had gotten out before we started and climbed on the bed. I’d originally bought it for when I played with Dee, but never got around to using it. While she didn’t mind sensual play, impact got her off more.

Her eyes followed me and her lips parted when I lay on my stomach and kissed her pussy.

“Oh,” she whimpered as I continued kissing her clit. My fingers fondled the wand until I found the right vibration setting.

“Color?” I asked between kisses, glancing up at her.

“Green,” she panted.

“Good.” As soon as I placed the wand on her clit, her body jerked.

I grinned as I rubbed it up and down, hitting the button to increase the vibration.

“Oh God,” she cried.

Moving down I kept the wand on her, spread her pussy lips, and fucked her tunnel with my tongue. Her moans grew louder and her body jerked as she pulled on the restraints around her wrists.

“Creed.” she cried when I pushed two fingers inside her. Lifting my head, I fucked her with my fingers, pushing them deep inside and pressing the wand into her clit.

“Don’t fight it. Listen to your body, Nakyra. I can feel you,” I coached as her walls clenched around me.

She attempted to speak but all that came out were inaudible sounds. Her head went back into the bed, her eyes closed and her body quivered as she came. Her juices flooded my hand, causing me to yank them out and lower my mouth to collect them with my tongue. I sucked on her puckered lips, loving her taste. You would have thought I was receiving my first drop of water after being trapped in the desert the way I sucked her.

“You can do better than that can’t you, baby? You’re still holding back.” My fingers went back into her. I curled them forward and watched as her face twisted in passion. My dick throbbed painfully but I ignored it.

Nakyra whimpered and moaned. She twisted and attempted to break free of her restraints. The cuffs were padded so I wasn’t worried about her hurting herself.

She cried out when I shifted my fingers and pushed. “Oh, that’s your spot?” I grinned, pressing the spot inside her again. Her insides were wet, warm, and soaked. Her walls suffocated my fingers.

“Wait…wait!” she begged, squeezing her eyes shut. I abused that spot with my finger, constantly moving my hands in and out, pushing on it. I hit the button on the wand, increasing the speed again.

“Shit, shit!” Hearing her was like music to my ears. My heart slammed against my ribcage like a freight truck. I clenched my jaw as desire raged through my veins.

Nakyra yelled out and when she started cumming again, I lowered my mouth, replacing my fingers. Swirling my tongue around her entrance, I pushed it inside and sucked.

“Thatta girl. I knew you could do it. Good girl, baby,” I rasped. Moving the wand, I moved my mouth to her clit that was bulging out and wrapped my lips around it.

Nakyra was a sputtering mess by the time I was finished. Lifting my head I licked my lips, making sure to leave nothing behind. Nakyra was breathing heavily, her body flushed.

“So beautiful,” I whispered, kissing up her body. “Color?” I circled my tongue around her belly button and sucked.

“Green,” she replied breathlessly.

Pushing up, I hovered over her and pushed her breasts together, giving them attention. I bounced my mouth between them, rotating between sucking and pulling on them with my teeth. My dick was so hard it could cut a rock if I tried.

“Now, I’m gonna fuck you,” I told her, lifting my head and staring her in the eye. Her eyes were low and unfocused, darkened with lust. Moving up, I gripped the bottom of her chin and covered her mouth with mine. The kiss was deep, urgent, and feverous. Our tongues wrestled one another.

“So fucking responsive.” I licked her mouth and lifted.

Reaching up, I undid one of her hands, making sure to keep my eyes on her. “Remember you can stop this anytime you want.” I pecked her lips again.

She shook her head. “Don’t stop.”

Once her hand was free, I helped her off the bed so she was standing, then grabbed her free hand and re-bound it, this time behind her back.

“Color?” I removed my boxers and reached for the condom. I made sure to get thin ones that barely felt like anything was there and still accommodated my size.

“Green.”

After sheathing myself, I reached for her neck and pushed her forward so she was bent over.

Positioning my dick at her entrance, I rubbed her swollen lips from behind, teasing her entrance at first with my tip. Nakyra attempted to push back into me, but I held her steady.

“So impatient.” I chuckled, pushing myself into her then pulling back. I continued the motion a couple more times, each time pushing in further.

Finally over torturing myself, I gripped her hip and thrust into her, causing her to yelp and her body to jolt as if I had electrocuted her. Her pussy eagerly sucked me in.

“This what you wanted?” I pumped my hips viciously.

She started to speak but it was quickly replaced with a moan. I reached for the cuffs around her wrists, gripping the center and forcing her back into me.

“I love how hungry this pussy gets for me. It’s like it was made just for me.”

Her walls squeezed around me. One reason I loved using the spreader was because it gave me access to go deeper inside her and my partner felt it more. Shifting my hips, she grew louder once I found that spot again. Her body shook and her knees buckled.

“Aht, aht.” I hugged her waist with my other hand.

Biting down on my back molars I dropped my chin to my chest and grew harder as I watched myself move in and out of her. My balls were begging for a release, heavy and slapping against her ass.

“Did my brother ever fuck you like this?”

“Wh-what?” she stammered, lifting her head slightly and looking over her shoulder.

I smirked. “Does Rome ever fuck you like this?” I pushed into her and pulled her body into my thrusts using the cuffs. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her lips parted.

“Tell me, baby. Has he ever made you feel like this?”

I didn’t know why I asked or why I was even pushing the matter, but I had to know. It made my chest tight thinking about the two of them. Fire fueled my insides, causing me to go faster.

“No. No!” she cried out.

“And he never will.”

Still inside her, I turned us and lifted her top half, placing it on the bed. Sweat built on my brows. My stomach tightened and my jaw clenched.

It wasn’t long before Nakyra was cumming again and this time I was right there with her. My dick swelled then exploded. My vision grew hazy and my fingers sank deeper into her sides.

For a second my mind went clear as my heart pounded like a storm inside of me. Passion gushed up my spine. Heat spread throughout my body.

It took a few minutes for me to gather myself with a couple of deep breaths. Licking my lips, I glanced down, slowly pulling out of Nakyra. My eyes widened seeing my release pour out of her and the broken condom around my dick.

“Fuck,” I grunted

“Wh-what?” she panted, lifting her head sluggishly.

“The condom broke.” I watched as our mixed release dripped out of her. My dick twitched and threatened to harden again at the site. An animalistic roar pounded in my chest. Possession clawed at me.

“Oh.” Her eyes fluttered. “I-I’m on birth control if you’re worried.”

Lifting my eyes, I studied her face. Maybe she was still on the high of her orgasm so she wasn’t fully comprehending what I was saying. Since she didn’t seem worried, I let it go for now.

I reached for the restraints on her wrists and undid them. I rubbed her wrists soothingly.

“You feel okay?” Turning her over, I kneeled to undo her ankles.

“Great.”

Once she was free I stood and pulled her into me, turning and sitting on the edge of the bed, pulling her onto my lap. Her body sagged into mine.

“That was different.”

I kissed the top of her head. “Good different?”

Her eyes flicked up to me. They were low and heavy, as if she was high. “Great different. I never. He never.” She swallowed hard. “We mostly ever did missionary. I’ve never had this intense feeling compel me before.”

I stroked her back. “Was it too much?”

She shook her head. “No. I loved it.” Her body snuggled closer into me. I wanted to get food and water in her, but right now I sensed she needed this physical contact and it was something I happily would give her.