Page 89 of Overwhelmed By Love


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Ready? Ready for what? To come? Absolutely. But come is not what Jordan has in mind, not yet. He rises from his knees and turns me so that my body is entirely on the bed. Then he positions himself in between my legs while he strokes his cock, I can see the tip glistening with precum.

“Emma, I’m going to fuck you until you scream my name. Do you understand?”

Before I can answer, he spears into me, hard enough to make me lose my breath. Then he begins to move rapidly, like a machine. His mouth covers mine, and I tug at his hair, wanting him to feel the pain that I do from his teasing. My tender flesh is under assault from him, but my body has bloomed with white-hot heat.

I moan loudly as Jordan shifts his hips, searching for that spot inside that’s going to tear me apart. He finds it, and he fixes his gaze on my face. His eyes have gone dark as he continues his unrelenting thrusts. I’m coming to the edge, and in a matter of seconds, I scream his name as the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had tears through me. It’s almost painful.

“Yes, baby, squeeze my cock. Make me come.”

I’m weak and sated when Jordan comes; he moves until he finishes then collapses onto my body. I’m unmoving for several minutes as my pounding heart and rapid breathing tries to return to normal. He pulls out of me, moving to my side and taking me in his arms.

“Em, are you okay?”

“What do you mean by okay?”

“You haven’t said a word since you came. Did I hurt you?”

“I’ve never had an orgasm like that before.”

“It was the delay. I brought you to the edge so many times that when you finally released, it was huge. Did you like it?”

“Oh, God, it was incredible. Now I’m exhausted.”

“We can sleep late this morning. I have nothing on my schedule. I want to spend the weekend with you.”

I don’t answer because I’ve fallen asleep in his arms.

The next time I wake, Jordan is still next to me. He looks so peaceful and at ease when he sleeps. I prop my head on my arm and watch him in the morning light. His gorgeous blue eyes flutter open, and he greets me with a smile.

“Good morning, beautiful. How long have you been watching me?”

“Only a few minutes. You looked so peaceful that I didn’t want to wake you.”

“What time is it?”

I look over at the clock, and I’m surprised to see it’s only a little after 9:00 AM. After what we did a few hours before, I expected to be out until noon.

“It’s only around nine.”

“Would you like breakfast?”

“I’m famished. After all that expended energy.”

“You’re going to have to eat well to keep up with me. What would you like? Bacon, eggs, pancakes?”

“Yes, to all three, if possible.”

“Anything for you. I’m going to have to teach you how to cook if this is going to work.”

“Oh, so me not knowing how to cook is a deal-breaker?”

“It’s not a deal-breaker, but I don’t want to come home to a fire one night.”

“So, you want me barefoot and pregnant in the kitchen?”

“Barefoot, maybe. Pregnant, I don’t think so. We have plenty of time for that, don’t you think?”

“If that’s your way of asking me if I’m taking my pill, I am. I would never intentionally trap you.”

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