Jordon rolls his eyes and lets out a cocky laugh that causes my girly parts to tingle. I can’t stop staring into his eyes...I feel like they’re drawing me in, and no matter how hard I try, I can’t look away. I swear; they’re the brightest eyes I’ve ever seen, practically glowing from the streetlight that’s shining into the car. It doesn’t help that his tight blue tee is making them pop even more.
I think blue is definitely his color.
Slowly rubbing circles over my arm with his fingers, he leaned down pressing a kiss to my ear and nipping at my lobe, “You may not have said anything with that delicious mouth of yours, but baby there is no denying your body was practically screaming at me to finger fuck you. So stop lying to yourself, because you and I both know you got exactly what you wanted…now I expect the same in return.”
Damn it.
I swear this jerk-off can read me like an open fucking book.
Spinning in the seat and climbing up onto my knees, I take Jordon by surprise when I straddle his lap. I slowly slide my fingers through his hair and grip it tightly; I tilt his head back so that his baby blues are locked onto my mocha brown eyes, “Normally I find the whole cocky asshole attitude offensive and a big turn off.” I pause for a moment, letting him ponder my words before continuing, “But…for some reason, with you, I like it. So let’s come to an agreement, shall we? Tonight…and only tonight, we’ll do this. But we agree that it’ll never happen again while we’re on tour. I need to keep things professional.”
Jordon opens his mouth to speak, but I press my manicured index finger against his lips quieting him.
“Shhh…I know what you’re thinking. But don’t worry; I’m not the jealous type, so there will be no drama if you hook up with anyone while we’re touring. I hope you can say the same. I really need this tour to go off without a hitch.”
Gripping my ass in the palms of his hands, Jordon grinds his now hardened cock, that’s ready to burst out of his jeans, against my pussy that’s starving to be filled by him.
A ghost of a smile creeps over his lips, “Deal.” He says before sliding one of his hands along my back, making me shiver and causing goose bumps to cover every inch of my body.
Cupping the back of my neck, he pulls me closer to him. As if my body knows what it wants before I do, my head falls to the side exposing my neck for him to trail fiery kisses across it.
Soft moans vibrate in my throat as he kneads my ass. All the while licking, sucking and nibbling a path from my neck to the swell of my breasts that are peaking out of my tube top.
We spend the twenty minute drive home teasing each other’s bodies, leaving us both on the verge of tearing our clothes off the second our feet hit the asphalt of my driveway. I had the driver drop us off under the large carport in front of my sprawling waterfront mansion. As soon as the cool night air hits my skin, it sobers me slightly, but not enough to make me back out now. We’ve come this far; we might as well have this one night together; I can live with my regrets in the morning.
I have a million emotions exploding out of me as I take his hand, and we run up the large marble steps leading up to my double oak doors. Punching in my security code, we burst through the doors and instantly Jordon is back on me. His arms wrap around my body and lift me off the ground as he crashes his mouth to mine.
The taste of his beer mixed with my shots is an intoxicating concoction. I haven’t been this consumed with the desire to fuck someone since Cane, which causes my heart to skip a beat.
My entire body feels more alive right now than it has in eight years, which is overwhelming and terrifying all at the same time. I just hope I can handle having Jordon for one night only, and then having to see him for the next six months and not being able to act on the attraction I feel towards him.
Crash and Burn
Stumbling up the stairs, Jordon and I only break away from each others lips for a few seconds at a time as we remove our clothing, leaving a trail from my front door up to my bedroom.
His kiss has me so worked up; I swear I will combust within seconds of his cock sliding into me.
“Fuckkk…” Jordon hisses and I let out a small giggle as he stumbles, kicking off his jeans. “You find that funny?” He asks as he runs at me, scooping me up in his arms and tossing me over his shoulder. He playfully slaps my ass making my pussy clench with the anticipation of what’s to come.
I wiggle out of his embrace and fall back onto the bed, “It was quite comical.” Slowly, I lift my leg and grab at his boxer’s waistband with my toes, pulling him towards the bed. I love seeing him from this angle. He looks like a badass Adonis, with his ripped muscles, dangerously delicious smile, and melt me into a puddle gaze…don’t even get me started on his breathtaking tattoo.