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He cups my breasts, running his palms across the thin fabric. My nipples are straining against the cloth, making them quite visible. Jordan feathers kisses along my cheek and down my neck while still keeping his hands on my breasts. I can feel myself growing wet as he manipulates his fingers across them.
I moan and tangle my hands in his soft thick hair. I want him, but I’m also scared. It’s been too long just to have casual sex. I need to know him better before I allow him to fuck me.
“Jordan, stop,” I whisper.
He continues until I say it louder, then he pulls his head up and looks at me, confused.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have led you on.”
“Emma, it’s your choice. I’m not going to push you.”
Jordan straightens his tie, and when he stands to tuck in his shirt, he has a noticeable erection. I feel horrible, and I’m sure that I won’t see him again. But he surprises me by holding out his hand. I take it, and he pulls me up and against him.
“I’d like to take you out. Can I at least get your number?”
“Uh, yes.”
I call out my number so he can program it into his cell. He slips on his suit jacket and is on the way to the door when I remember that I don’t know his full name.
“Jordan, what is your last name.”
He hesitates for a moment, “Grayson.”
“Thank you.”
I meet him at the door, and he bends his head to capture my lips. After another smoldering kiss, he opens it and exits. By the time he leaves, my knees are weak, and I lean against the wall for support. Jordan just kissed me, well that and touched my breasts, and I’m highly aroused. I hope this works out because its time I get back into the game.
I’m too excited to sleep, and it’s three in the morning. I want to talk to someone, and if I do, I’ll just have to wait until Nathaniel comes home. That’s if he doesn’t have a club groupie on his arm.
I go into my bedroom to change, and my panties are soaked. I remove them and slip on a short satin nightgown, pushing my underwear to the floor. Nate doesn’t care if I walk around the apartment naked if I had to. He would love it. We’ve spent so much time together that it’s commonplace to be half undressed in front of each other.
There is nothing on television as I flip through channels, stopping on an infomercial for skincare products. I must have dozed off because Nathaniel wakes me up.
“Baby girl, what are you doing out here? Is that guy snoring too loud for you?”
I yawn, “What guy?”
“Jordan. Didn’t he sleepover?”
“No.”
Nathaniel purses his lips, “You didn’t go through with it?”
“He was nice enough, but I have to admit, I’m afraid I’ll be horrible in bed. It’s been so long, and I don’t know if I was any good, to begin with.”
“You’re kidding, right?”
“About what?”
“Sex. How could you think you’re bad in bed?”
“It’s been three years and two guys. Maybe that’s why Leo dumped me.”
“He dumped you because he was an asshole. He just wanted to sleep with you, put another notch in his belt, and move on.”
“Why did he have to do it with me? There are plenty of girls out there he could have slept with.”
“So that’s been your problem all these years? You’re worried you’re bad in bed?”
