No matter how much of a bad idea getting up close and personal with Jordan probably was, she couldn’t find the courage to voice aloud how much of a mistake it really was.
Her head was telling her one thing and her heart was telling her another but in the end she knew she could never back away from the burning desire to be with Jordan even if just for tonight only.
He had no idea how much she wanted him right now. She was being turned on in all the right places and needed to feel Jordan inside her.
Cassie knew she was contradicting herself in regards to admitting she and Jordan couldn’t be together again but at this point, that was getting blown right out the window. He was setting her world on fire, like old times.
Jordan lifted his head, staring into her pretty blue eyes, realizing she needed this as much as he did—maybe even more. He couldn’t resist the urge he had to make love to her right now. He was weak against the temptations.
Then in one swift move, he picked her up as she hooked her legs around his waist, and set her down on the kitchen countertop. Her legs curled around him like she was inviting him into her.
She played with the little bit of hair at the back of his neck as he began to explore every inch of her body using his warm mouth and strong hands. His nimble fingers worked through the buttons of her shirt, eager to get it open and toss it to the floor.
Soon enough, the shirt went, and Jordan was burying his face into her cleavage with kisses as he used his hands to snake their way around her back, slowly unhooking her bra and freeing her sweet breasts.
Cassie slipped her hands underneath his t-shirt, running them up and down his back and helping him to take it off, pushing it over his head until Jordan was shirtless too. His muscular torso felt so good against her soft flesh.
Oh God, she was on display for her ex-boyfriend and emotions were running high. Her body wasn’t like it had been the last time he saw all of her. For one, she’d had a baby, so her body had been stretched to make room for her son, and labor wasn’t as easy as she would have liked it to be. Jake was delivered by caesarean due to his heart rate precipitously decreasing, and it would have been dangerous had they waited to deliver him naturally. She had the scar to prove it.
Jordan’s hands roamed her tummy, and his touch sent heat through Cassie’s body like she was on fire. His finger traced along the only scar she had, and Jordan knew it was something he hadn't seen before.
His gaze lifted from where his finger traced to her sparkling eyes.
“Is this—”
Cassie cut him off before he could finish, putting one finger to his lips and shushing him. They both knew what it was.
She nodded her head. “Yes,” she mumbled into his neck.
He pulled her back, then his mouth plunged down onto hers once more as his kisses intensified, becoming more passionate than before.
“Oh, fuck, Cass, I’m sorry I wasn’t here for you,” he moaned into her mouth.
She cupped his face in her hands, staring into his apologetic eyes. She couldn’t be mad with him.
Not now.
Not when she was craving his touch like it was the air she breathed.
“It’s okay. You’re here now.” Her hands slipped to the waistband of his jeans and she fiddled with the top button, which was surprisingly trickier than it used to be. Once she got it undone, one of her hands went down the front of them, instantly coming in contact with his very welcome member. Jordan shuddered at her touch. He’d always liked it when her hands paid close attention to him with long, slow strokes. Her warm, soft hands felt incredible on him.
Jordan pushed against her, slowly grinding against her body. He could feel her warmth down below, and he hadn’t even gotten there yet. The build-up and knowledge of what was to come was obviously enough for the both of them to feel unbelievably aroused by each other.
Her body may have changed, but her needs had not.
She wanted him just as much as he wanted her.
Despite how much of a mistake this togetherness probably was, their bodies were telling them just how much they wanted and needed to be together.
The remaining clothes they were wearing came off until there was nothing but a scattered mess in the middle of the kitchen floor.
Their mouths fused together avidly, Jordan’s tongue seeking refuge inside Cassie’s, and then he continued to blaze a trail of mouth-watering kisses down her body until he got to her breasts, taking one nipple in his mouth and slowly but surely nipping it with his teeth, making Cassie yelp out in pleasure. His other hand caressed her other breast softly before he found her warm wetness, rubbing her gently and slipping one finger inside. He dipped in and out in a slow movement, which only inclined her need more and more.