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I can understand his thinking, but that doesn’t mean that I care. I want him to fuck me. We’ve been in a routine, dinner, then a few hours of sex before I go home. I’m craving him, and I hope the walls are thick in this house. It might be a bit slutty to think that way, but I need him.
At the halfway point, I’m sick of looking out the window at the surrounding traffic. Jordan is working on his laptop, finishing up a few details before he closes out for the weekend. As soon as he bags the device, my hand reaches for his bulge, caressing it.
“Emma, what are you doing?”
“I’m bored.”
“We could watch a movie.”
“I’d rather watch you. I’d rather suck you.”
He raises his eyebrows, and I can feel him harden against my hand. I massage him through his cargo shorts until he’s rock hard.
“Let’s make you a little more comfortable.”
I hike my skirt up a bit and slide onto the floor in front of him. Jordan hits the button for the privacy glass, and I hear the whirl as it goes up. He places his hands flat on the seat by his hips, and he watches me with his brilliant blue eyes. He’s giving me permission.
I kneel and unzip his shorts, he lifts his hips, and I pull them down along with his boxers until they’re at his ankles. His cock is so hard it’s kissing his taut belly. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting him, and I grasp him at his base while I wrap my mouth around his head. I swirl my tongue around the spongy tissue, and I’m rewarded with a salty bead of precum.
Sucking him deeper into my mouth, I hollow my cheeks, pulling hard. Jordan groans and gathers my hair, then wraps it around his hand and holds it back. I use my tongue along his hot shaft, licking up and back, caressing his heavy balls in my hand while I squeeze his base with my other.
“You’re going to make me come.”
I bob my head faster, sliding my lips down his velvety cock. I can feel every vein and throb as I work him. He sits still, but I know he wants to fuck my mouth. His breathing is heavy, ragged, and he’s lifting himself off the seat with his two hands, suspended above the leather as I feel the first splash of semen hit the back of my throat. Jordan groans loudly and gently thrusts as he empties.
When he finishes, I lick his still erect cock clean and put him back together. He lifts his hips to slide on his shorts, and I close his zipper then sit back on the seat next to him. He just stares at me with his eyes shining.
“You amaze me.”
“I can’t help it. You’re hot.”
“Doll, I’m going to make you come so many times tonight that I’m going to have to gag you to keep you quiet.”
“That’s what I was hoping for.”
Chapter 17
We pull up to what can only be described as a mansion. I’ve never been inside a house so large before. As if detecting my apprehension, Jordan takes my hand while Albert handles our bags. A beautiful petite woman with bright blonde hair and blue eyes the same shade as Jordan’s opens the door. She’s wearing all white, slacks, blouse and heels.
“Emma Stanford, may I present my mother, Monica Grayson.”
She extends her hand, and I take it in mine, “You have a lovely home, Mrs. Grayson.”
“Monica, please. Jordan has told me so much about you. It’s nice to meet you finally. He rarely brings home his girlfriends.”
“Mother, enough. Let Emma get settled before you tell her my life story.”
“Jordy, stop it. It’s true.”
“Where are we sleeping?”
“I’ve placed you in the upstairs bedroom at the end of the hall unless Emma would prefer her room.”
“Uh, no, I’ll bunk with Jordan.”
“Perfect. James will bring you upstairs.”
A thin man with a sharp face dressed in a uniform of black pants and a white jacket picks up our bags, and we follow him up the grand staircase. I can’t get over this house. Apparently, Monica likes white because the walls, ceilings, and furniture are some shade of it, except for the wood floors, which are a vibrant brown color.
