His thumb starts moving again, and he shifts his hips, moving in an inch and then back out. “Mmm.” It feels so good and I’m ready for him to continue.
Jordan looks me dead in the eyes. “You okay?”
I nod and run my hand up his arm. “That felt good.”
He grins at me and settles onto his elbows, which are on either side of my head. His hips move out and then back in slowly.
“Oh my God.” It feels unbelievable.
He keeps on moving but faster and harder. I lift my legs and put them around his hips. He swirls his hips, and I press my hands into his back.
“Holy shit,” I say through trying to catch my breath.
He tilts his hips to the side and moves faster.
“OH.”
He is now hitting something inside me that I can’t fully explain or comprehend. I drag my nails up his back.
“Oh fuck,” I cry out at the intense pleasure. It almost feels like too much, but I want more. “Harder,” I command.
He does as I asked.
“Fuckkkkkk!” I scream as I come, my body convulsing from the aftershocks.
Jordan keeps on moving, prolonging my orgasm. “Fuck, angel.”
I feel him stiffen, and then I feel him fill me, his face at the crook of my neck. I rub his now scratched-up back while he comes down. His whole weight is on me, but I like it.
This was so much better than I ever expected. So much better. I want to do it over and over again.
Jordan slides out, and I wince.
“Fuck, angel,” he growls out and pulls me on top of his chest.
I feel light. I feel light in a way I’ve never been before, every care and worry gone. Grinning against his chest, I run my hands up and down his side.
“Angel,” he says.
I raise my head.
“I love you.”
Butterflies swarm in my belly, and I kiss him softly, but it’s full of passion. I let him feel everything I feel for him.
I pull back, smiling down at him. “Love you too, Jordan.”
Jordan grins and puts his palm on the back of my head, pushing it back onto his chest.
I can’t believe that this is my life now. I just made love to my man, who loves me. I love him, but I didn’t fully realize that until earlier. Love is something you can’t explain. It’s a soul-consuming, body-burning, heart-pounding-out-of-your-chest kind of love. Your life is surrounded by this person, their touch, their smile, their eyes, and the way they look at you.
That’s what I have.
But it’s so much more.
It may not be conventional, but it’s ours.
While walking through the house the morning after, I have to admit I’m more than walking funny on top of being beyond sore. Even though he was gentle, he was just way larger than I expected.
Hands grab my hips and I jump, screaming. I spin around, holding on to my chest. Jordan is bent in half laughing. Pretending to be mad, I cross my arms across my chest and glare at him.
Jordan quits laughing at me but grins from ear to ear. “Aww, angel. Come here.” His hand shoots out, wrapping around the back of my head. He pulls me into his arms and kisses my forehead. “Angel, I have to go to the club for a bit. I’ll be back in about two hours.”
I nod, but then I remember I have a girls’ night with Chrystal tonight. “Oh, I have a girls’ night with Chrystal tonight!”
Jordan stiffens, and I lean back, looking at him.
“Angel, maybe it’s not such a good idea?”
I gnaw on my bottom lip, thinking about it. I really want to go because I’ve never had a girls’ night. I also want to get to know the girls better and let loose. I do know that all of this is happening with the other club, but I can’t let that stop me. Right?
“I want to go,” I say sternly.
Jordan grins. “Well, that’s that, but you’ll have prospects on you.” He pushes his hips against mine, bending his head low. “Now, give your man a kiss.”
I shake my head.
His eyes narrow. “You’re going to deny me what’s mine?”
I nod, grinning.
Jordan glares at me and bends his head toward mine. I lean farther back.
“Baby, you’re playing with fire,” he growls, bending closer to me.
I lick my lips, taunting him.
Whack! His hand hits my ass hard, and I jump.
“Now, give your man those lips.”
“Nope—” That’s all I get out.
His hand fists in my hair and he slams his mouth on mine, kissing the shit out of me. He lets go, smacking me on the ass once more. He winks and steps back.
I grin because he did exactly what I wanted him to.
“Love you!” I call.
He stops. He turns around and looks at me. His face softens considerably. “Love you too, angel.”
He walks out the front door, and I go to the alarm system to arm it. I wait until he drives out of the gate before setting it and everything else around the house.