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“I love your tight little pussy.”
Wow, no one has ever said that to me before. He keeps talking dirty, and it’s a huge turn on. I brace my hands against his shoulders, digging my nails into the taut muscles.
“Say my name. Tell me you love when I fuck you.”
“Jordan,” I cry.
“Again,” he growls.
“Jordan, Jordan, Jordan.”
He keeps slamming his hips against me. I can feel his balls slapping my ass. He bites my earlobe than trails his tongue down my jawline, finally burying it in my welcoming mouth. I suck and nibble at it, tasting myself. My sex ripples, and he knows that I’m going to orgasm.
“That’s it doll, come for me.”
I try to hold back, make it last, but he’s hit that bundle of nerves in the right spot that’s going to make me fall apart. I bite his biceps and explode around him, moaning against his skin. Jordan continues to ram into me, and I count his movements in my head. By the ninth stroke, he lets out a feral moan and begins to fill me with his semen.
I wrap my arms around his neck and put my forehead against his. Our bodies are misted with sweat, and when I kiss Jordan’s chest, I taste the saltiness of his skin. He looks down at me, poised to say something.
“I love having sex with you. Come to Dallas with me.”
“Oh my God, you’re seriously not saying that while you still have your dick in me.”
“What? Why? What’s wrong with it?”
“You have an unfair advantage. You just gave me an orgasm.”
“So is that a yes?”
“No, Jordan. I am not going to Dallas with you so we can have a sex romp.”
“It won’t be a sex romp. I still have work to do.”
“NO!”
“Alright. Then I’m just going to have to get my fill tonight.”
“I thought you said we didn’t need to have sex.”
“News flash Emma, we already did.”
“Okay, so you’re good for the night.”
“The hell I am.”
I start laughing because I find it hilarious to have this conversation in the position that we’re currently in. Jordan pulls out of me and helps me to the floor. We go to the bathroom and take a quick shower. My stall is far smaller than his, which gives nowhere near the allowance to have sex.
Chapter 10
“Do you want dessert?” Jordan asks.
“Wasn’t that what this was?”
We’ve just had sex for the second time since our dinner of Pasta Carbonara. His bed is comfortable, and I’m lying on my stomach with my hands under the pillow. Jordan is stroking my back with his fingers making my body vibrate from his touch.
“Your skin is so soft, and it smells delicious. I could eat you, Emma Stanford.”
“Mr. Grayson, you already did,” referring to the tonguing he gave me before we had sex the first time.
