Be Bad For Me(43)

"I normally don't initiate females. I told you, they have to be really something special for that."

"So, she was really something special, but you just considered her for  sex and convenience?" Annette tilted her head and raised her eyebrow  when she asked the question, indicating her disagreement.

"I'm not gonna sit here and lie to you, Annette. There are some women  you want for convenience at the time and then there are some women you  want for yourself … forever."

"Tara did say that you were picky with your females," Annette didn't  mean to say that out loud, but someone how she blurted it out. Oops, if  she was gonna rely on Tara to spill the beans to her about Heat Ryderz  history, then she would have to make a point to keep her mouth shut when  Tara told her told

Jordan burst out laughing. "Tara is right. Why should I settle for less and be unhappy?"

"Why did you pick me?"

"I'm happy with you … all the time. And you are that woman that I want to  keep to myself forever. I didn't just pick you for the group. You see,  Annette, whether or not you were interested in joining our crew, I would  have felt the same about you. It only makes me much happier to know  that we can share the same hobbies."

When Jordan said that, she felt herself blushing from her head to her  toes. "How do you know that you want me to yourself forever? We've only  known each other for a minute."

"It's been more than a minute, Annette. You hurt my feelings when you told me this morning that all you want is my dick."         

     



 

Annette didn't know why she said that. Perhaps, she was angry and felt  betrayed after hearing a secret of Jordan's from someone else. "I don't  think I meant that."

"You don't think?"

"I'm just confused. Jordan, I'm not convinced that I'm ready for something new after Anthony and I-"

Jordan interrupted her. "I hate when you say his name." Then, more  calmly, he added, "I just really don't like when you bring up your ex  when we're talking about us."

"I'm sorry," Annette said, reaching for his hand. "I try to forget and start over, but … "

"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not like your ex?"

"I know and I believe you. You don't understand how hard it is to forget how someone betrayed you."

"Did you forget that I went through the same thing? When my last  girlfriend cheated on me, I decided to let go and move on with my life.  If you don't let go, you'll hurt yourself forever, Annette. You have to  let go. Do you still love him?"

All Annette could do was blink her eyes. She hadn't contemplated the  fact that she was possibly still in love with Anthony. Was that normal?  When Annette focused on Jordan again, he looked hurt and his look was  distant.

"I'm sorry … ," she whispered.

"Don't be sorry … come here," Jordan said, pointing to his lap.

She lifted herself onto his lap, her legs pointing out to the side of him.

"Look at me," He moved her legs around, so that she was straddling him,  her knees in the sand. "Do you want to let go … of your past?" He lifted  her chin gently with his fingers.

"Yes, I do."

"It may take some time, but let me help you forget."

When his lips touched hers in a kiss, she kissed him back. He always  made her forget one way or the other. Jordan buried his face in her  collarbone and whispered, "Annette, you're the woman that I want to  spend my life with. Please, let me love you and I promise you won't be  disappointed."

"Jordan, I want you, too," she whispered.

When he looked into her eyes again, Annette leaned in and kissed him.  Suddenly, they had forgotten that they were on the beach with a group of  people. They had forgotten that anything else existed except for the  two of them and the universe around them. His hands were cupped on her  ass and short shorts and she situated herself, so that she was directly  seated on the bulge in the front of his gym pants. He moaned softly into  her mouth, indicated that he was aroused. She could feel his bulge  pulsating underneath her pussy. He leaned back on the palm of his hands  and she titled herself forward, so that she could continue kissing him.  She didn't want to stop kissing him. The way he caressed her lips with  his bigger softer ones felt lovely. Suddenly, she couldn't help it and  she pushed her hand up under his t-shirt to touch the ripples on his  chest and abdomen. Her fingers rested on the trail of soft curly hairs  leading into his gym shorts. She wanted to feel him.

"Damn, baby," he groaned.

"You're addicting," she whispered.

"Hey!" They both jumped in surprise and looked up. Alex was standing  over the beer cooler looking down at them. "Are you two gonna fuck right  here on the beach?"

"You wish … " Jordan said, lifting himself up and wrapping his hands around her waist.

"Y'all need to go finish that in y'all room," Troy yelled, taking a bite  out of what looked like a big soft pretzel. Leave it to that boy to  find something to eat no matter where he was. It was a mystery why he  wasn't obese and kept in such good shape. "Talk about public display of  affection."

"Oh, Troy, you don't want nobody to talk about how you just let homegirl  from a minute ago suck your dick in one of those shower stalls over  there." Tara called Troy out right in front of everybody.

"You damn right. She offered and we were behind closed doors."

"It was obvious what y'all went up there to do." Tara rolled her neck.

After everyone decided that it was time for dinner, they freshened up,  changed clothes, and went to another nearby restaurant in walking  distance to the beach and their hotel. After dinner, they hoped in  whatever SUVs were available, four or five to a SUV, and drove to the  dance club that was recommended for tonight by some bikers they had met  at the hotel. The whole night was filed with dancing, drinking, and  having too much fun. When everyone finally arrived at the hotel, it was  after two in the morning, and they were all exhausted. They made plans  for meeting after breakfast in the morning to go out riding again.  Tomorrow was their last full day and on Sunday afternoon their carefree  vacation would be over. Annette didn't want it to be over. She wanted  these moments with Jordan to last forever.         

     



 

After Annette had gotten ready for bed in a form fitting, see-thru lace  halter-top baby doll lingerie in ivory, she stepped out of the bathroom.  This was the one sleepwear that she had packed at the last minute and  she was glad that she did. She had the urge to wear it tonight. She came  out of the bathroom in a regular terry cloth robe. She expected to see  Jordan already on the bed and she would climb right in beside him, but  he wasn't there. When she felt a rush of cool breeze coming from the  balcony doors and smelt the sea salt in the wind, she looked and saw the  balcony doors open and Jordan rested on one of the lounge chairs.

He was laid out on his back, as if he had fallen asleep. When she walked  out and stood in front of him, his eyes were wide open. He smiled when  he saw her.

"Did you have a nice time tonight?"

"Yes." She shivered as another cool breeze passed them. Despite the thick robe covering her body, she still shivered.

"You cold?"

"Yes." She knelt down on the lounge chair and stretched out beside him.  She sighed as he wrapped his strong arms around her waist and suddenly  she felt warm again.

"I was looking at you the whole time you were dancing tonight. You sure know how to work those curves of yours."

Jordan was referring to when she and Tara got out on the dance floor  together while the guys were at the bar and danced to hit song after hit  song. She knew that Jordan was watching her the whole time and the  entire time she was dancing for him. "I do, don't I? I took dance  lessons all through high school. Hip hop, ballroom, belly-dance, salsa,  ballet. And I actually took a few pole dancing lessons from Bianca's  cousin who is an exotic dancer. It's like learning to ride a bicycle to  me, you never forget how to work it."

"All those lessons made you a really good dancer," he said, turning his  body into hers. "What you got on under there?" He pushed her hands away  from the straps tied tightly together around her waist, and undid them.  He opened up the front of the robe. "Oooo … "

"You like?" Annette watched as his eyes took what he could see of the revealing outfit that she wore.

"Yes, ma'am," he nodded his head like a little school boy, eyes wide.  His hands traveled from her bare thighs all the way up, massaging as he  went. "You are so beautiful. Did I tell you that already?"

He rubbed his thumb over her nipples through the see-thru lace. It  didn't take him long after to release her breast from behind the lace  and replace his fingers with his mouth. She moaned out loud as he  flicked her nipple up and down with his wet tongue, causing them to  harden more. Between his tongue and the cool winds, the sensation made  her whole body quiver under his touch. Suddenly, he was above her and  had pulled out the other breast and teased it in the same way. He kissed  all over her body through the lace until she felt between her legs  getting warmer and warmer. She rotated her hips up to meet his pelvis.