Tempt My Heart(60)

Falling back on the grass, I let out a small giggle as Jordon slides his fingers under my tank top and tickles my stomach.

“I love hearing you laugh, you never look more beautiful…well that isn’t true because you’re the most beautiful when you’re at the peak of an orgasm that I’m giving you.” He whispers with a sly grin, just low enough for me to hear.

Immediately the all too familiar tingle between my thighs returns as Jordon mentions sex. I don’t know what it is about this man but just a few dirty words, and I am panting. I’m practically begging him to fuck me right here in the middle of a damn hiking trail!

“You don’t need to try and flatter me, Jordon. You know you’re getting a piece of ass tonight. I look far from beautiful at the moment with my sweaty hair and red flushed face.” I clamp my bottom lip between my teeth as his hand works its way from my abdomen to the side of my thigh.

Giving my leg a squeeze Jordon’s eyes soften, and his voice turns serious, “Believe me Brittan, every word I speak is the truth. Always. I love this side of you that only I have the honor of seeing. Everyone else gets to see the Rock Star Brittan. The Brittan who is covered in designer clothes and has her hair and makeup all done up, while I get to see your natural beauty. Like these big, bright brown eyes…” He says pressing kisses to both my eyes, “and my favorite are these perfectly plump lips. Believe me, if I could, I would spend all day kissing…or watching them go up and down my…ughhh!” Jordon huffs out a groan, as I smack him in the arm before he can finish the rest of that sentence.

“You were doing so well then you had to go all pervert again.” I laugh, and I slide my fingers into his hair, pulling him down to me for a kiss.

It feels amazing to just let go, and it’s getting easier to do with Jordon. I don’t even think about it. It just feels as if it’s a natural instinct to relax and enjoy myself instead of forcing it.

I fist his hair as he deepens the kiss. I can taste the salt of our sweat on our lips, and I open my mouth giving him better access. He eagerly dips his tongue into my mouth twisting his with mine. I let out a tiny moan as he begins to pull away.

I’m so lost in the moment that I forget for a split second that we’re lying on the side of the trail in the middle of the woods.

That’s what Jordon does to me.

He makes me stop thinking, and I get lost in living in the moment.

Little by little I feel the barrier between us slowly crumbling.

He’s made this one of the best day’s I’ve had in a very long time, and I’m excited to see what other surprises Jordon has planned for us.





Lost in You


As soon as I step out onto the patio my stomach erupts like a swarm of bees. I’m so nervous, and I don’t know why. The minute my eyes meet Jordon’s from across the patio my nervousness settles slightly.

He looks handsome in dark jeans and a long-sleeved tee that is, of course, a bright blue, my favorite color on him. His dark hair is styled casually looking as if he just rubbed some product through it quickly, giving it a sexy disheveled look.

My entire patio is dark with the only light coming from a string of twinkling lights wrapped around the patio and the fire pit; that’s fully engulfed with a roaring fire. It’s a perfect night for a fire with the cool ocean breeze blowing over the patio, causing goose bumps to pop up along my arms.

Standing, Jordon makes his way towards me. Each step he takes causes my heart to hammer in my chest. He takes my breath away with that crooked grin of his.

Wrapping his arms around me, he pulls me flush against his chest and gingerly fingers the curled ends of my hair while simultaneously squeezing my ass with the other.

“You look even more beautiful under the night sky. I swear you take my breath away every time I see you, Brittan.”

I’m so nervous my entire body is shaking, and I imagine Jordon can feel it too.

Running my fingers up his back, I smile up at him. I get lost in his dark blue irises that are now glowing in the light of the fire, making them look like a pool of dark indigo blue that continues forever.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” I say with shaky words as I lean up on my toes giving him a quick kiss. With my flip flops on Jordon towers over me by four or five inches; just another reason why I religiously live in heels.

Interlocking our hands together, Jordon walks me over to the sleek glass outdoor patio set where he has set up a bucket of ice filled with Budweiser’s.

I can’t help but smile because even when he’s being romantic he doesn’t try to be something he’s not.

“Beer chilling over ice, I love it.” I say as we sit down across from each other. I can hear music playing throughout the patio. It’s mixing with the roar of the waves that are crashing onto the rugged rocks giving the entire atmosphere a chill vibe.