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Their lips met in a passionate kiss as his hands roamed across Abbie’s body, caressing every curve and crevice before coming to rest on the swell of her ass. Gripping firmly, he lifted her with ease, and she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist.

Their mouths remained locked together as Abbie ground herself against him, letting out soft moans of pleasure. His growing cock pressed insistently against the warmth between her thighs.

Creed carried her over to the bed and gently placed her down on the soft sheets. He straightened up, took a condom from his wallet, and casually tossed it onto the bed next to her. He unbuckled his belt, unsnapped his jeans, and lowered the zipper.

He shoved his jeans down just enough to free himself before rolling on the condom. Grasping Abbie’s ankles firmly in his hands, he pulled her toward him, positioning her at the very edge of the bed. His fingertips pressed tenderly into her inner thighs, spreading them apart as he leaned forward.

She let out a throaty groan when he ran his finger along her slit, feeling the slick wetness that awaited him.

Creed couldn’t help but grit his teeth, overcome by desire, as he positioned himself to enter her. Slowly inching into her, he felt Abbie’s body accommodate him. She responded by tilting her hips upward to meet him, encouraging him.

Abandoning any pretense of restraint, Creed began to slam into her with a primal intensity. Each powerful thrust elicited gasps and moans from them as their bodies collided in a symphony of ecstasy.

Creed could feel Abbie’s muscles tensing around him, her breath hitching in anticipation of the orgasm that was building within her. But he wasn’t quite ready for this dance to end. With a wry smile, he pulled himself out of her warmth and took a step back.

“Creed, please,” she pleaded.

“Roll onto your stomach,” he commanded. As she complied, Creed admired the enticing curve of her body splayed out before him. He gripped her hips tightly in his hands and entered her once more, this time from behind.

With each hard thrust, his fingers dug deeper into the soft flesh of her hips as if trying to hold on. Abbie clenched around him as a powerful orgasm shook through her body and she screamed. The sensation pushed Creed over the edge as well; barely able to contain himself any longer, he groaned deeply and surrendered to the pleasure coursing through him.

He leaned down, kissed her back, then stepped back and sat on the bed then fell onto his back as he tried to catch his breath. He ran his hand down her back to the cheeks of her ass. He glanced over at her to see her staring at him.

“I just had a shower,” she said, making him laugh.

“I’m not sorry. I kept hearing the water running and I had to come up here. I was going to join you, but you were done.” He shrugged. “I saw you and that was all it took.”

“Well, since you put it that way, I’ll let it slide.”

Creed laughed. “I appreciate that.”

He sat up, entered the bathroom to dispose of the condom, and reentered the bedroom. He walked to her where she still lay, leaned over her, and kissed her back again as he ran his hands along her ass.

“You are built like a brick shithouse,” he said then chuckled. “I’m sorry if that was a little chauvinistic, but it’s the truth. You make my dick hard all the time.” He grinned when she laughed.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.”

“Good. It’s how I meant it. Now, how about we get some food in us?”

“Okay. Let me get dressed and I’ll be right down.” She rolled over to face him.

“Alright.” He leaned down, kissed her lips, then left the room, and headed back down to the kitchen.

As he stepped into the kitchen, he heard the wind picking up outside. He walked to the door, opened it, and swore when he saw the snowstorm raging outside. He pushed the door closed. Hell, it could snow all weekend if it kept Abbie here with him.

After dinner, as they sat on the sofa, Abbie had her laptop, checking on her social media page.

“Oh, my God! Are you serious?”

“What’s wrong?” Creed asked her.

“This.” She turned the laptop so he could see the screen.

“Whoa! I don’t need to see that and who the hell is sending you dick pics?”

“I don’t know. Just some random guy.” She looked at him. “Why do men do that?”

“Come on now, not all men do that. It’s someone looking for attention.”

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