My dick throbbed in my pants remembering her this morning. I had to gather every ounce of control I had to not strip her bare and fuck her the rest of the day. I know my behavior this past week has been nasty. I might need to have my head examined, or my ass kicked. Either way I deserve both. She deserves better.
I knew what she wanted the minute she told me that her cast was off. I hated disappointing her. I want more than anything to take back that I ignored her. The only thing I could think of was how easy it would have been to pick her up, place her on the counter, and fuck her.
I want to know more than anything what she would feel like. What her warmth would feel like wrapped around my cock. Would the piercing send her over the edge? I want to hear her scream my name as I pound into her. I’m a fucking ass.
The girls have stopped laughing, and I catch Cara’s eyes on me. Hopefully, she didn’t see me adjust my pants. I’m an ass, and I don’t deserve her. I don’t deserve the gift she has. I know I’m hurting her. I promise to make this all right for her, but for now I will keep my distance. She may hate me right now, but that’s nothing compared to how much I hate myself.
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Cara
I’ve just about decided to give up. I spent all week reading. Jordan thinks they have a lead on why Travis is after my Dad and Uncle. The only issue is we have to wait for the DNA match. Luckily Jordan was smart in his hiring process. He told me they had DNA on everyone. A safety precaution.
I had spent all week trying to get Jordan’s full attention, but got nothing. I was surprised on Thursday when we spent most of the day talking. I had taken off the wrap on my wrist yesterday. I was trying to work the muscles like the doctor ordered me to do. The only problem I had was my fingers. They looked ugly. My fingers looked old. I had to constantly bend them to keep the scar tissue from making them stiff. I hated it.
When I would try to bring up the topic of “us”, Jordan would only listen to half of what I was saying. He seemed to be distracted. Yesterday, he seemed to be very distracted by his cell phone. I don’t know who he was talking to. I figure whoever it was, the conversation was work related. He would leave the room when he got these phone calls.
Today I’m out shopping with Amber and Jessica.
“I can’t wait to wear these. We can take them back Cara I don’t want to hurt your finances.” Amber’s going to get on my nerves.
“Woman if we have to talk about this again I will kick your butt. I’m pleased that I’m capable of doing something nice for you. Really. You and Jessica are my best friends. Let me do something nice for once.” Amber stopped walking and turned to stare at me. I wasn’t sure if she was going to hug me or kiss me from her reaction. Thankfully, she hugged me. Then she ran over to the nearest bench to put on her brand new hot pink converse knee-high boots.
“She’s a mess.” Jessica just shook her head. “You do know that Ryan has been driving her crazy. He’s trying to get with her, but she keeps telling him no.” I was shocked, Amber and Ryan. What an interesting couple. I could see them together. I had been slowly noticing him take little glances at her.
“I don’t see the problem with them being together. If she’ll be happy, then why not give him the chance.” I didn’t have much to say about relationships. My first boyfriend attacked me, the last few dates ended quickly and Jordan, well, it’s complicated. I hate when people post on social media that their relationship is complicated. Now I get why.
I never questioned Amber about Ryan. If she didn’t want to talk to me about him then why stick my nose where I’m not welcome. Also, what could I say?
We went into a few different stores. I ended up buying clothes like shorts and shirts. Then we went into a lingerie store. I looked at a few things. I had a few pieces at the house that got no attention. I think I need a new approach with this.
“What about this one?” Amber’s eyes got huge, and Jessica was shaking her head no at me. I had chosen a dark red corset. “Okay ladies, please help me. I need something.” We talked, and I tried on a few different things. They helped me pick something simple. I was horribly confused. Simple? Really? Well, what the hell do I know?
I called to let Jordan know that I was having dinner with the girls. He told me that was good because Ryan was at the house and they were already eating. Great. Sounds perfect. I ordered a chicken salad. I knew I needed to eat something even though Iwasn’t hungry. I was scared to death this attempt would backfire.
I pulled into the driveway and only saw Jordan’s truck. Hopefully Ryan wasn’t here. I went inside and heard Jordan upstairs. I decided to let him know I was back. As I climbed the steps, his voice sounded agitated.
“We’ll look into the problem. I told you to do a sweep of the system. What’s the status of your pet project? Can it be tested?” Jordan noticed me on the stairs. He then turned around and went to work on his computer. Time to figure this crap out.
I tidied up the bedroom and then took a quick shower. When I was clean, I pulled out the outfit. I chose to forgo any sexy shoes. What would be the point? And I didn’t want to break my neck. The outfit was pink at the top and faded to purple. The lingerie was a baby doll dress with a matching thong. The piece was see through and hugged my large breasts. Jessica and Amber gave two thumbs up in approval. The only approval I needed was from the man upstairs talking on the phone.
I finished prepping and then took to the stairs. I will die if he turns me down. My heart was beating like the wings of a hummingbird, and I had butterflies dancing in my stomach.
“Tyler I need you to get this situation under control. Anything from the MC President? Well, then what can I do? You have been working directly with them for the last two years. The only thing I can do is what I always have and let you handle the MC problem, and I deal with the other.” His back was to me when I came up the stairs. I thought I was being quiet, until he turned his chair around.
My heart jumped into my throat. Our eyes caught for a moment, and I thought he would turn away from me. Jordan took me in. I could almost feel his eye’s caress me as he looked me over. I couldn’t help but smile.
“No, I’m still here. Yeah, I know. Hey, something has come up. Do me a favor if you need anything I have already talked to Ryan. Call him and let him know I gave the green light. I updated Ryan on the problem. Thanks.” He then sat his phone on his desk.
I took this as a win and walked closer to him. Jordan stood up from his chair, and I crossed between him and his desk and took a seat.
“You want to tell me why you are wearing this?” Jordan spoke as he ran his hand over my side. I was at a loss for words. I had this all planned out and now, nothing. I took in a deep, heavy breath.
“Yes, I wore this for you.” I tried to judge his reaction by his eyes, but I couldn’t get a read on them.
“Why?” What? Fine, I need to be specific.
“I want you to fuck me.” He let out a hiss. That should do it. I told the truth.
“No, I won’t fuck you.” My heart shattered and dropped to my stomach. I became extremely embarrassed and ashamed. I drew in a shaky breath trying my best not to cry.
“Cara Mia look at me.” I shook my head no. I want to go hide somewhere. “Please.” Again, I shook my head no.
Jordan
I feel like shit. She needs to hear me out. I take her chin and force her to look at me. My knees about give when I see the look in her eyes, unshed tears.
“Pretty girl.” She slowly blinks, and the tears fall. “I won’t fuck you.” I mean that, but not in that way.
“Why? What’s wrong with me? Are you afraid because I’m a virgin, or do you just not want me?” I need to fix this. I lean in to kiss her.
I lean some of my weight into her that forces her to just accept me. She allows the kiss, and when I run my tongue along her lips, she opens for me. I deepen the kiss running my tongue along hers. This kiss isn’t sweet. This kiss is rough and demanding. I make sure this kiss shows how much I want h
er. I can taste her tears when I’m kissing her. They don’t bother me.
I’m not prepared for when Cara pushes me. Her hands on my chest and the effort forces me to pull back. She is trying to not look at me.
“Stop. Please Jordan, you can’t tell me one minute you don’t want me and the next kiss me. You’re confusing me. Please just let me go.” I watched as she made an effort to get off my desk and probably run. Oh, fuck no.
I moved quickly shifting her so that I was between her legs. I imprisoned her on my desk by placing my hands at her sides. There was no escaping.
“Look at me Cara Mia.” My body felt as if I had been running. I softened my voice just enough to try and calm her.
“Why?” She whispered as her eyes came up to meet mine.
“I know you will know the answer to this, but repeat to me exactly what I said to you a few moments ago.” Her eyes went wide. I knew what I was doing. I fucking wanted her, but not just in my bed.
“You…you said you wouldn’t…fuck me.” The words were broken coming out of her mouth. I meant my words exactly like that. “Jordan this is humiliating… may I please just go.” No.
“Cara Mia, I meant what I said, but you can’t leave. Listen to me. I won’t fuck you.” I heard her suck in a shaky breath. “I will let you go if you still want me to. I won’t fuck you. You will never be some meaningless fuck. If you let me, I would like to love you. When I stick my cock in your pussy, you will be mine. No going back. No walking away, just you and me. Let me love you.” I watch her eyes go wide.
“Okay, only because I think I already love you.” I crushed my lips on hers. Fuck me, if her words were not music to my ears.
Cara
This kiss was different. He took my breath away. The way his tongue tasted me was rough and demanding. Jordan placed his hands in my hair commanding more from the kiss. I liked what he was doing.
“Up,” he demanded as he backed away from me. I slowly got off his desk. He gave me a come hither finger, and I walked closer to him. I swear my heart was going to jump out of my chest. When I got closer, Jordan bent down quickly catching me off guard and tossed me over his shoulder.
“I can walk you know.” What the hell was he doing?
“I know pretty girl, but I like this better.” He held the back of my legs and began walking. I could see that we were heading to the stairs. I really could walk.
“Jordan, put me down, please.”
“Nope.” I realized I had no choice. Stubborn male. I had a great view of his butt and decided that I could pay him back for spanking me. What the hell? I reached up and smacked his butt.
“Cara Mia, you don’t want to do that. You’re not in a position to win if you do that again.” His voice was different, huskier. I took this as a challenge and smacked him again. By now we were at the bottom of the stairs.
Jordan froze after I smacked his butt. I felt his hand rub my outer thigh. He was going to smack me, granted I deserved it. I instead felt his breath on me.
“Hey, you bit me.” The bite wasn’t painful, but enough to get my attention.
“Yes, I did. I have no problems doing it again, too.” He took us into the bedroom and placed me on my feet. “Strip Cara.” Well damn, bossy much?
I stood there in shock. I knew this was what I wanted, but now that I was here. Oh. My. God. I froze. Jordan backed away from me and left me standing in the middle of the bedroom.
He never took his eyes off me. I watched as he peeled off his shirt and unbuttoned his pants. He stopped and stared at me. Then he crossed his arms. He must have been serious about me stripping.
“Cara Mia, I asked you to strip.” I must have forgotten how to breathe. My body was shaking. I looked into his eyes and raised my arms.
“You do it,” I teased and that was all he needed. Jordan was in front of me extremely fast. He bent down and lifted my outfit. My chest felt heavy every time I breathed. I felt like I was burning when he touched the waist band of my thong.
“Pretty girl, you’re shaking. Relax.” He said calmly standing before me as he nudged my thong down to my feet. He leaned in and kissed me causing me to slightly relax. “We can stop Cara, but this is just you and me. I’ve seen you before, and you’re breathtakingly beautiful.”
His hands went to the bottom of my dress. My hands were still up. I didn’t move when the lingerie went up and over my head. Jordan went back to kissing me, his hands bringing my arms down.
I reached for his pants and began to unzip them. There was no protest. I got completely distracted when his hand cupped my breast. I moaned into his mouth. I was going to die for sure. I had zero control of my body.
He released my breast and then I was up in his arms. Jordan laid me dead center in his big bed. I watched as he discarded his pants. I never saw any boxers, but then again those could have come off with the pants.
I was still a nervous wreck when he climbed on the bed with me.
“Cara Mia,” he said as he moved on top of me. “Relax, pretty girl.” This time, his lips lightly touched mine. He then started kissing my neck. He hit the curve of my neck and began with little kisses then he sucked on my neck. The feeling was incredible. He would go from kissing to sucking and then he moved up a hair on my neck.
I giggled and wrapped my arms around him. He didn’t stay long and moved down my body. Jordan kissed down my chest. I felt his hand dip between my legs and run up my lady parts. Dear God, I can’t do this.
“Jordan, please stop.” He froze, his eyes looked hungry and confused. “No more foreplay Jordan. I want to know what your dick feels like inside me.” He relaxed and then I felt his fingers slide inside me.
“I won’t hurt you, Cara, my cock’s big, and I need to fit inside you. You need to be wet enough and for that so I need you to cum first. I need you relaxed pretty girl and to enjoy the ride.” Can’t argue with that.
Jordan thrust his fingers in and out of me. I was beginning to feel the wetness he was creating.
He kissed my belly and then stuck his tongue inside my belly button. I couldn’t help but giggle and arch my back. He continued his kissing as his fingers hit the spot inside me that ignited every nerve in my body.
“Jordan, please,” I was begging. I wanted the sparks to go off. Jordan ran his thumb over my clit. His assault on my body was slow. He brought his lips back to mine when the fire in my body went off, and he took in my moan.
He continued to kiss me as he moved between my legs. He rubbed his dick against my clit, and I wanted to scream. I wanted him inside me. His piercing was rubbing me in all the right ways.
Jordan broke the kiss and moved to reach for the nightstand. “Need a condom pretty girl”
“Jordan…um…” I turned my face to the other side. I could feel my cheeks flush. This could go bad when I tell him.
“Cara Mia, talk to me.” I turned to see him. He looked too damn good.
“I…I’m on the pill. Have been for a long time. I...um...I want to feel just you, no barrier between us.” He smiled at me and I stopped breathing.
He came back over me and kissed me. He licked my bottom lip, and I couldn’t help but stick my tongue out to run mine along his. He let out a hiss. His hands reached down and brought my legs up.
I got lost in the kiss and ran my fingers through his hair. I felt him run his dick against me and then he was there. He was right at my opening, and I stiffened.
I expected him to push right inside me, but no. He continued to distract me and deepened the kiss even more. One of his hands came around my neck while the other was on my hip. Then he slowly slid into me.
I felt a small pinch like before and then I relaxed. I had expected more pain. Then Jordan angled my hips up, and he sank deeper inside me.
“Oh my.” I moaned. I felt full. He was deep inside me. My body began to relax. He pulled back, and I could feel his piercing inside me. The feeling was perfect. I rocked my hips with him when he slid back in.
“Shit Cara.” Jordan’s
hands were holding my hips down. He leaned his head against mine. Maybe I did something wrong? “Fuck me.”
“I think I am.” He laughed a little and then looked to be struggling.
“You’re so fucking tight pretty girl. Give me a second or I might cum on the first stroke.” I froze and then when his face relaxed I wrapped my legs around him.
“Hold on pretty girl. I need you to come with me. I wanted to take this slow, but I need to fuck you hard and fast.” I couldn’t help the big smile on my face.
“Then fuck me.” That was all he needed. He began to thrust slightly faster between my legs. His lips were on my neck and he held me close. His arms were holding him up beside me.
When he thrust in and out I rocked my hips to meet him. Jordan pushed deep inside me and ground his hips. I screamed. The pleasure was intense.
Jordan rocked back and pulled me up on his lap. He was deeper inside me from this position. I felt my entire body warm up my back. Jordan helped me in rocking my hips. I love this position.
He kept one hand on my back forcing me to rock against him harder. The pleasure that started was unbearable. I was reminded of a Wile E. Coyote cartoon when he lit the long fuse on the TNT. This felt like that. I was just waiting for the big explosion that would come when I least expected.
Jordan ran his hand through my hair. I felt him wrap most of my hair in his hand and then he tugged. He forced me to expose my neck to him. I knew I would have some form of a hickey on my neck.
“Damn Cara Mia, you feel fucking good on my cock.” I could feel myself clench around him. Jordan’s breath was on my ear and I leaned into him. “Fuck me, pretty girl. I don’t know what you like better the dirty talk or riding my cock.”
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