Chapter 48 - Cherie

My face heats up in shame as I’m laying on top of Creed with my pussy still throbbing. His cock is sheathed right in between my pussy lips and whatever arousal I felt is coating his thick length.

“Hey,” he says after a while and I remain quiet. “Let's go back to the other side of the stream to get dressed, okay?”

When I nod, he gets to his feet and holds my butt as we walk, still in the same position. Gods, I am mortified. He must think I’m fucking crazy!

After we’re dressed and I burn with shame, he pulls me into his arms again. “Don’t think about it,” he says, as if it’s that easy. “I’m here whenever you want to talk; don’t forget that.”

“I don’t know why I did that,” I admit as I wrap my arms around my waist. “After last night, I shouldn’t even be thinking about sex, but it’s like my mind has blocked the trauma altogether. I suppose for someone like me… it’s normal.”

“Nothing about it is normal, Cherie,” he suddenly says, and I stop walking. By the look on his face, I know he di