What? I couldn’t even say, “Hello”? God.
It was like all my bravado had left the second I’d seen him.
“So you said in your e-mail.” He smirked and walked back into the house.
I rolled my eyes at myself and followed him inside. He took the pizza box from me so I could shut the door and carried it into the front room. Then he set it down on the coffee table. The muscles in his back flexed as he headed for the bar and grabbed a wine bottle from an ice bucket.#p#分页标题#e#
“Wine?”
“Please,” I responded. When his back was turned, I undid my coat and shrugged it off.
“Here you…” He trailed off as he faced me. “Go,” he finished with a hard swallow.
I’d successfully shocked him.
“Thank you.” I took a few steps toward him and took the wine glass from his frozen hand. I sipped and turned, knowing he’d appreciate the view as the straps on my garter belt stretched over my butt. I took a seat on the sofa and sat back, crossing one of my legs over the other.
His eyes were focused on my body. Animalistic lust raged in them, and he tightened his jaw, his cheek ticking. His restraint was evident in the whiteness of his knuckles as he clutched his glass. He slowly lifted it and sipped, his lips still tight.
“Interesting choice of attire.”
“From the man whose pants are so low I can basically see his cock?”
The air buzzed between us with sexual tension.
“I regularly spend time at home in nothing but my sweatpants. Do you regularly chill out in your lingerie?”
I raised an eyebrow, my lips tugging up on one side with it. “Why, you’ve seen me chilling out enough times to know the answer to that, Professor.”
He rolled his shoulders and took another sip from his drink. “Indeed. Although my point is wondering why you’re here in your lingerie.”
“Sheesh. Turn up to a man’s house in your Sunday best with pizza and he has an issue with it. I guess I’ll get dressed.” I reached for my purse at my side.
Jordan’s glass clinked as he put it down. His steps toward me were slow but strong, each one oddly menacing as he closed the distance between us. Goose bumps prickled across my skin as the air between us charged with our mutual desire.
He closed his hand around mine on my purse. Slowly, he peeled my fingers off the strap one by one and shoved it onto the floor. “Did I say I had an issue with it?”
I set my wine glass on the side table. “You certainly implied it.”
He trailed his fingertips down my leg and grabbed my ankle. Before I could say a thing, he yanked hard. I fell back as he turned my body and leaned over me, pinning my hands above my head. My body burned as his eyes found mine and the rest of the room melted away.
All I knew was his strong grip on my hands and the weight of his solid, muscular body on mine.
“You’re a tease, Darcy.”
I slid my toe along his leg until my leg was hooked around his waist. “It’s not teasing if you fuck me, is it?”
A low sound rumbled in his throat, and I tilted my hips up. My pussy pressed against his hard cock, and I lifted my other leg and hooked my toe in his waistband. His arms got tenser as I pushed his sweatpants down and his bare cock sprang free against my thigh. I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth as both of my legs hugged his waist and his hard cock settled against my aching clit.
“You’re making this very, very hard for me, sweet thing.”
“I know. I can feel it.” I pushed my hips up once more.
The hint of pleasure that trickled through my body was heated, and I wanted more. Craved more.
“Darcy,” he growled in a low voice that hummed across my skin. “Believe it or not, I’m trying to respect you like you asked by not jumping on you the second you walk through my door.”
“I don’t want to be respected right now. I want to be fucked.”
He wasted no time before dropping his mouth to mine. I smiled beneath his lips, but it didn’t last long as he took control of my body. Each move he made was expertly executed, designed to tease me and excite me. Each kiss he dotted across my skin, from my jaw to my shoulder to my breasts, was hot. My nipples pebbled beneath his tongue when he removed my bra and explored his way down my body.#p#分页标题#e#
The lower he went, the faster my heart beat until all I could hear was the rushing of blood pounding in my ears. His fingers probed my thighs to keep them open, and he closed his mouth over my thong. Heat bolted through me as he kissed me through the fabric. I was close to begging him when he finally moved it to the side and ran his tongue along my wet pussy.
I fisted his hair as he worked me with his mouth. My hips desperately moved against his face as he brought me close to the edge then moved back and slipped two fingers inside me. The sounds of my pleasure filled the air until he finally circled his tongue around my clit. I came hard and quick, forcing myself to sit up. I touched myself then wrapped my fingers around his cock and stroked him, using my wetness as a lubricant.