by Reana Malori
“I’m not just talking about tonight. I need…”
She interrupted him, “Let’s just worry about right now. Please, Jordan. I need you.” Sex and lust were powerful emotions. She didn’t want him saying things he didn’t mean. Not tonight. The only thing she wanted right now was for him to give her what she’d been missing. Arms reaching up to him, she beckoned him forward. “Come to me.”
CHAPTER SEVEN
JORDAN KNEW LETICIA WAS HOLDING back from him. That she still didn’t believe he wanted her the way he said. She’d know soon enough. Gazing down at her, he undid his button up shirt, removing the material from his body.
Leticia bit her lip.
Jordan moaned.
No longer willing to wait, he leaned down, bringing his lips to hers in a forceful kiss. His tongue pushing its way into her mouth, his hands holding her face in his firm grip, controlling her movements. Whimpers and moans escaped her mouth as he gave her a literal taste of what was in store. When he felt her hips begin to lift and hump against the bulge in his pants, he pulled away.
“Oh no, baby. It’s not that easy. I have plans for you.” Giving her lips one last kiss, he lifted from her body. Unclasping her bra, he slid it away from her body. “You’ll get that back when you leave.”
“When is that?” she had the nerve to ask.
“When I say you can. So, you might as well get comfortable. You’re not going anywhere anytime soon.” Grabbing her around the thighs, he pulled her closer to the edge of the bed. Her legs hung over the side, her feet not quite reaching the floor. “Don’t move.”
He removed his pants, his underwear going with them. Kicking them to the side of the room, he leaned down over her body, his lips wrapping around one nipple, suckling the flesh in his mouth. His teeth and tongue playing hide and seek with the nubbin. Not willing to leave the other breast ignored, he made sure to give equal love and attention to that one as well.
“Oh, Jordan. It feels so good. More,” her soft, pleading tone almost did him in.
His cock was leaking precum, straining toward her heat. He wanted inside so bad. Shifting positions, he traveled down her body to the place he’d been dreaming of for so long. Placing soft kisses on her stomach and hips as she whimpered above him, Jordan knew he’d have her screaming his name soon enough. Once he’d made it to his destination, his mouth latched onto her thong covered pussy. Her scent and flavor exploded over him, overwhelming his senses. He sucked her juices from her panties as she moaned and writhed above him. More. He needed more. “These have to go,” he growled, grabbing her panties and sliding them down her body. As he peeled the sheer thong away from her, her wetness clung to the material. At the sight of her arousal and desire for him, he almost lost his fucking mind. Once the material was tossed over his shoulder, he hooked his arms around her thighs. “You’re mine, Leticia.”
“Jordan, please. I need it. I need you,” her moans were so sweet to his ears, but he needed more.
“Say it, Leticia. You want what only I can give you. Say the words.” He knew she had doubts about everything he told her tonight. He needed to remove those concerns. And he would. As soon as she told him what he wanted to hear. Deciding to tease her, he blew a steady stream of breath right on her clit.
Her pussy pulsed and her petals opened for him as if welcoming him home. His mouth watered at the sight. Bending his head down slightly, he inhaled her scent and almost gave up the fight. Almost. He needed her to say the words. He tore his gaze away from the plump morsel awaiting his mouth. “Say the fucking words, Leticia.”
Moaning could be heard, and then she finally opened her mouth. “I’m yours.”
“Say it again. Louder this time.” He flicked his tongue on the hardened bundle of nerves peeking out. How he held it together, he had no fucking clue. “Give me what I want, Leticia. What I need.”
“Jordan, baby. Oh my…I’m yours. I’m yours! Yes,” she yelled as his mouth latched onto her pussy, his tongue spreading her lower lips and attacking the juicy flesh inside. “I’m yours!”
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The rasp of his tongue on her sensitized skin sent bolts of electricity racing through her body. The tip of his tongue flickered over her hardened clit. Leticia shivered at the shock waves of ecstasy his movements caused. Her breath was raspy, harsh in the confines of his room. One hand reached down to his head, her fingers running through the strands of his soft blond hair. How had they never done this before?
Jordan released one of her legs, lifting it straight and gripping her at the back of the knee. Leticia felt him thrust his tongue even deeper between her swollen lips, the wet appendage reaching out to lap and explore inside that wet, warm passage. He delved into her tight channel and groaned in deep appreciation. The noises coming from his mouth as Jordan feasted on her flesh made Leticia smile. The only sounds in the room were their moans and sighs, and of course, his sloppy, wet kisses on her pussy. To know he was enjoying this so much, made what he was doing even more intense. He loved tasting her just as much as she loved being tasted by him.
“Oh, Jordan,” she moaned as he wrapped his lips around her hardened bundle of nerves, sucking her clit into the warmth of his mouth, his tongue caressing her at the same time. The leg he held in the air was pushed out wider, giving him more access. Losing control, her body began to shift and move as her moans and sobs of pleasure became increasingly louder. His hands gripped her tighter, holding her still as his lips and tongue continued their sensual assault on her. All his attention was focused on her hardened clitoris, sucking and licking and occasionally nipping gently at the overly sensitive nerve.
It was becoming too much. The sensation. The slick feel of Jordan’s tongue. The need for more of him. She’d never had anyone who enjoyed eating her pussy as much as Jordan did. When she felt him release the leg still resting on the bed, she thought he was giving her back some control. Then she felt one of his thick fingers begin to probe her wet opening. The dual sensation of his tongue and finger working in tandem tipped her over the edge. Her screams of release echoed in the room. Good thing Jordan lived in a house set back from his neighbors.
“Oh yes! Please…don’t stop!” The words were torn from her throat as her orgasm rushed through her body, her limbs locking up as she screamed out her orgasm. Powerless to do anything but enjoy the sensation, Leticia’s mouth fell open, her eyes closed, and her hands clenched the bed coverings. All her nerve endings came alive at once as his mouth and tongue brought her to completion. Her body strained upward as she attempted to get closer to Jordan, to connect them so tightly that they wouldn’t know where one ended and other began.
Just when she thought it was over, he brought both legs down. He placed them in such a way that they cradled his head, her thighs resting over his shoulders. “I’m not done with you, baby. I’ve waited too damn long to have you in my bed.” Eyeing her wet, pulsing pussy, he licked his lips. “Damn, you are so fucking beautiful.” Dipping his face, he inhaled deeply. “Never letting you go. I need more. So much more.”
“Jordan?” her voice squeaked out his name. Anticipation filled her as she realized what he was about to do again. At the same time, she didn’t know if her body could take more of his particular brand of loving.
“No more words. Lay back, sweetness. Open up for me.”
Trembling with desire, she opened her legs even wider. Whimpers fell from her lips as she watched him smile, his head moving down as he latched on to her again. “Aghh! Oh, fuck. Yes,” were the only words she could manage. Her head fell back as he went back to work.
His lips adjusted and moved along her mound until they were wrapped around the hardened bundle of nerves. Then he began to suck and slurp, all the while holding her hips in his firm grasp. At the first feel of suction, her body bowed off the bed. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as she felt her body release even more fluids. It felt so goddamn good, tears began leaking from her eyes.
“Jordan,” she yelled. Hands pulling at the short
strands of his hair. Her mind splintered as her body seemed to float above her. She could no longer tell if she were pushing him away or pulling him closer. Legs splayed wide, she began humping his mouth as she mumbled out her desire and need for more.
He slowly released one of his hands from holding her body tight and traced a path to her seeking channel. Slipping a finger into her pussy, he caressed it with just the right amount of pressure, setting off unexpected waves of pleasure. He knew what she enjoyed. Knew what would make her lose her damn mind every time.
This was what she had been missing, had been needing for so long. A man who truly understood what it was like to make love to a woman. To push her body beyond its limits, while holding back his own needs. She loved this so much. Loved him so much. Only Jordan could make her feel this way.
Her body flushed and heated, the fire burning inside was focused on her hardened nub as he teased and sucked it into his warm mouth. Her thighs twitched and shook, and she knew she would come soon. It was inevitable, and it would be absolutely fucking perfect.
“Oh, god. I’m going to cum again,” she whimpered. Leticia couldn’t help but scream out her pleasure. She gripped his hair in her strong hands, pulling him closer. The feelings overwhelmed her senses as he licked and teased her toward release. “Yes. There! Right there,” she pleaded again. Overcome with emotions, she released his hair and her hands curled into fists, her body flailing as she murmured his name repeatedly, “Yes. Jordan. Oh, god!” Her body tipped over the cliff. She felt as if she were falling as the second most powerful orgasm screamed through her body like a runaway train.
The man clearly enjoyed this. In fact, he seemed to revel in it. Keeping her pussy on his tongue, he pushed and withdrew, getting every bit of her release as her muscles unclenched. Her gasps subsided, little sounds of exhaustion escaping her lips. He looked up at her and grinned, a wicked smile coming over his face.
“You taste amazing,” his gravelly voice reached through her orgasmic haze. “I knew you’d be my new favorite treat.” Sticking his tongue out, he’d swipe along the length of her pussy, licking up the juices that continued to flow from her body.
Breathing heavy, she had a difficult time catching her breath. “Wow.” It was only one word, but it said so much.
“Now I want the rest of you,” he growled. Releasing her body from the tangle of his arms, he stood at the edge of the bed, his lower face still wet from her juices. His broad chest shiny with sweat from his exertions. Breathing heavy, his rippled stomach bowed out as he stared down at her. Nostrils flared with each breath, he rubbed his hands along her slick skin.
Even after two mind-numbing orgasms, the only thing she could think of was how much she wanted him inside her. His thick cock jutted out in front of him, causing her to take in a deep breath. Magnificent. Curved and veiny, thick and long. The helmet was perfectly formed. She’d go so far as to say it was beautiful. Strands of precum dripped from the end, highlighting his need for her. Leticia’s tongue dipped out, anticipating how he’d taste. Her pussy clenched at the prospect of having that beautiful flesh inside her mouth. The thickness pressing against her tongue, reaching the back of her throat. A moan bubbled up from her throat as her head fell back.
Lying down between her legs in a perfect position to have his cock lined up against her hot core, Jordan trailed kisses along her soft breasts. Kneading the soft globes within his large hands, he pushed forward softly, dipping the tip of his cock into the opening of her slick channel. Rising higher on her body, he captured her mouth in a sensual kiss. As their tongues intertwined, she could taste her essence in the kiss, and it unleashed something in her. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around his waist, opening her body to him even more.
Pulling back slightly, she grabbed his face, looking into the blue depths of his gaze. What she saw there made her breath catch. “I wish…” she began, but he dipped down, kissing the words out of her mouth.
“No more wishing. Tonight, this moment, is about what’s real. You. Me. What we have right here in this room. In this bed.” He began to push his lower body forward at a slow pace as if savoring the feel of his body entering hers. The thick mushroom head of his cock pressed between her pussy lips, slipping halfway into her. Jordan kept up the slow and steady pressure, driving his hard length into her slick channel inches at a time. She felt the thick head of his cock finally come up flush against her cervix, and she sucked deep breaths of air as her body adjusted.
"Yes, Jordan!" she gasped. Closing her eyes, she sunk into the sensation of feeling so full.
“Open your eyes, Leticia. Look at me,” he demanded.
Her eyes flew open at his demand. Who was this man? Not that she minded one bit, but her body responded oh so well to this version of Jordan. It was difficult to keep her eyes open as he sliced inside her, wringing pleasure from the inside out. “Jordan,” she whimpered again. Tears gathered at the side of her eyes as he grabbed one of her legs, hitching it up higher on his body.
Never taking his eyes off her face, he dipped down, kissing her softly on the lips as he fucked her with more intensity than she’d ever experienced before. “Oh, baby. Say my name again,” he growled. Looking down at their joined bodies, she heard him growl when he pulled out, “So fucking wet for me.” Looking back into her eyes, he began thrusting inside her even harder. “Say it, Leticia. I need to hear you call my name as I make you mine,” he whispered in her ear.
Lifting her other leg, he positioned both knees over the bend in his arms, giving him additional leverage to go deeper inside. To reach a place no man had been before. Her body was opened wide for him to take his fill and giving back to her in return. Stroking slowly inside her, he groaned in her ear. She purred in response. Nothing had ever felt so good. He played her body like an instrument, and he was the virtuoso. The man was relentless, and he didn’t seem to be slowing down.
“Come with me, sweetness,” he growled.
She felt his thick cock grow inside her and she lost her breath. How much bigger could he get? His hips began pounding against her harder, his penis kissing her cervix, causing hints of pleasure and pain. Loud grunts sounded from his mouth as loud moans released from her. Leticia wasn’t sure how much more of this she could handle.
“Don’t you fucking hold back on me, Leticia,” he growled against her lips.
His arms wrapped around her legs, bending her body even more as he fucked her into oblivion. Coherent words weren’t falling from her mouth. Nothing but ineligible sounds. Grunts. Moans. Whimpers. “I’m gonna come. Pl-Please,” she begged.
If possible, his dick got thicker. “I need you to come all over this dick baby. Show me how much you love it.”
Denying how much she loved it wasn’t even an option. He’d done things to her body she’d only dreamed of at night. Not only was his tongue game strong, but this long stroke was off the fucking charts. If she could have this every night, she would. Never taking her eyes from him, she continued looking into his eyes as her stomach clenched and her channel began spasming around him. His eyes reflected an emotion she was too scared to decipher.
The only thought in her head was how to make this feeling last longer. Her mouth opened in a silent scream as her pussy clenched hard around his thick shaft. Her body seized up as the sensations rolled over her like the waves of an ocean. Tears rolled down her face as she allowed her body to bask in the tumultuous feelings.
His motions became choppy, stuttered, as his body tensed, signaling his own release. Jordan let out a roar, his neck muscles strained as his body slammed into hers. As Jordan continued to stroke deep inside her body, she felt the warmth of his cum. His motions slowed as he spoke sweet words of endearment in her ear. “Mine. Finally, you’re mine.” She soaked up every word.
As he rocked inside her body, she moaned in ecstasy as his girth never reduced. It stayed the same size as he continued rocking inside her body. The motion causing their combined juices to slosh out of her body from the intensity
of their releases. Catching her breath, she began to remove her legs from around his waist as she rubbed her hands up and down his broad back. Muscles rippled under her fingertips as she enjoyed the after-effects of their marathon sex session. Finally, after a few minutes, she was able to speak. “Mmmm, that was nice.” Her voice was hoarse from all the screaming. “Oh wow, I sound horrible.” Laughter bubbled up, and she began to giggle. “Luke, I am your father.” Her body clenched as she laughed at her own silly joke.
Leaning his head up, Jordan looked down at her, one eyebrow quirked. “If you can make jokes, I haven’t done my job.”
Sobering, she looked at him and shook his head, “Oh, no you definitely did your job.” He was almost too good. Now that she’d had a taste of him, she didn’t know how she’d be satisfied with this one time. “I should go,” she whispered. Reality beginning to sink in.
“No.” Smiling down at her, he shifted his body, and she felt his cock begin to harden again. “I’m not done with you. We have a lot of time to make up for.”
Sighing as he began to stroke in and out of her body, Leticia couldn’t believe he was ready to go again. “Oh, that feels so good.” Closing her eyes, she was about to sink into the feeling when she remembered what he’d said to her earlier. Her gaze slammed into his again as she focused her gaze on his face.
“That’s right, baby girl. I want those beautiful eyes on me as I claim your body again. We have all weekend. Don’t think you’re getting out of this bed anytime soon.” No more words were spoken they fell into another round. The sounds of their lovemaking echoed throughout the house for the remainder of the night.
CHAPTER EIGHT
December 13th
“MORNING,” HER SOFT VOICE CALLED out behind Jordan as he stood at the stove making breakfast.
Turning around, he took in her attire and felt his cock thickening within his sweats. “Hey, beautiful.” Motioning to the breakfast nook, he went to the refrigerator and pulled out a glass of orange juice. “Sit. The food should be done in the next few minutes. Are you hungry?” From the look on her face, food was the last thing on her mind, but neither was going for another round. If he could put a name on it, she looked petrified. He knew why, but it also pissed him off. She’d just spent the entire night in his bed, allowing him to do things to her body no other man had done. She was wearing one of his shirts, her hair was messy and unkempt, her lips swollen from his kisses, and she was hesitant about looking at him?
