Tenderly, he brushed his knuckles over her cheek. “You just haven’t figured out what the right career path for you really is,” he assured her. “Hey, I know people twenty years older than you who are still trying to find their way. Tell you what. After dinner I’ll be happy to look over some of the jobs you’re considering and give you my opinion. If you’d like me to, that is.”
“Of course I would!” she exclaimed, placing her palms on his chest. “Actually, I wasn’t having much luck with online job listings, and was going to ask if you had any connections at a local employment agency.”
Jordan hesitated for a moment or two before replying. “I don’t know anyone personally but I could certainly ask around. However, as you’re aware, I do have a connection at the premier luxury hotel chain in the world. If you like, I can make a quick phone call to Ian Gregson and ask if he could set you up with an interview at his offices here in town. Not with Ian himself,” he added hastily. “I’m pretty sure he’s way too high up in the food chain to deal with personnel matters. But he could make a call to his employment or HR department, whoever handles the hiring.”
Aubrey gasped in delight. “Are you kidding?” she squealed. “You would really do that for me, Jordan? I mean, I’ve got no idea what sort of job openings they might have or if it would be something I’d even be qualified for. But just to have the opportunity to fill out an application and talk with someone would be awesome. It’s always been one of my goals to get a job with them, you know.”
“Then why didn’t you say something sooner?” he prodded insistently. “If I’d known that’s what you were really interested in I could have called Ian weeks ago.”
She looked down at her bare feet, shuffling them uncertainly. “I didn’t want to impose on you, I suppose,” she replied meekly. “Or make you feel like I was using you in some way, taking advantage of our relationship. And you know how independent I try to be, Jordan. I wanted to find a job on my own. I just didn’t realize how tough it was going to be. So if it’s not too big of an imposition, I’d be incredibly grateful if you could make that call. And before you say anything, I know that getting me an interview is not a guarantee of getting a job. That part will be entirely up to me.”
“I’ll call Ian tomorrow,” he promised. “Strictly to get you an appointment with their personnel department. As you just said, the rest will be up to you.”
Aubrey hugged him tight. “Thank you, Jordan! You have no idea how happy that makes me. Or how much I appreciate it.”
“It will be the easiest thing in the world,” he assured her. “Besides, if you land a job working at the regional headquarters, or even at the local hotel, that means you’ll be staying in town permanently. And before you start talking about something as ridiculous as having to find your own apartment, you’d better know that I expect you to keep your gorgeous ass right where it is - living here with me. In fact, I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t part of my motivation in making that call to Ian. I want you to stay with me, Aubrey. For a long, long time. I mean, I know I’m a slob and hog the covers and don’t always put the toilet seat down, but otherwise I’m a pretty good roommate, don’t you think?”
Her eyes were swimming with tears as she kissed him. “You’re the perfect roommate,” she whispered. “The perfect man. And I would love to stay here with you, Jordan. Thank you for everything.”
“My pleasure, darlin’. And there’s no need to thank me, okay? Well,” he added teasingly, waggling his eyebrows at her, “if you’re really feeling grateful, I suppose we could think of some way for you to express your gratitude later.”
She stuck her tongue out at him impishly. “So that’s your real motivation,” she taunted. “You’re actually offering to call Ian Gregson, and to let me continue living with you because you think it’s going to earn you points in the bedroom.”
Jordan suddenly turned serious as he shook his head. “That’s not it, either. My motivation, as you call it, in finding a way for you to stay in San Francisco is pretty simple and straightforward. I’m in love with you, Aubrey, and have been for weeks now. And you probably don’t feel the same way, but - ”
Whatever he was going to say next was abruptly cut off as she pulled his head back down to hers and kissed him with every bit of passion and hunger and love she could muster up. They were both breathing hard when she eventually broke the kiss, her eyes shiny with unshed tears as she smiled up at him.
“Oh, God, I love you, too,” she whispered in a husky voice. “So much. But I knew what a commitment phobe you were, didn’t want to rock the boat and spoil all of this by saying the words first, and scaring you off. And,” she added with a wink, “whether you intended to or not, you’ve earned big time points, mister. So let’s eat dinner so you can start cashing them in.”
***
Jordan had just enough presence of mind remaining to think that if he’d known offering to help Aubrey secure a job interview would have triggered this sort of wild, passionate reaction from her - well, he sure as hell would have done it weeks ago. Then again, as rapidly as his heart was pounding right now, and as difficult as it felt to take a breath, he might not have survived the experience.
It had been apparent from the moment she’d all but tackled him on the bed that she intended to take charge tonight, and he was pretty much helpless to resist or deny her anything that she wanted. Not, of course, that any halfway sane, red-blooded male would actually want to resist a gorgeous, horny female who was bound and determined to have her wicked way with him. And while he’d occasionally questioned his sanity over the years, Jordan was about as red-blooded a man as they came.
“Don’t touch. At least not yet.”
Aubrey swatted his hands away as he tried again to caress her thigh, or squeeze her ass. Obediently, he kept his arms by his sides, trying to remember to take deep breaths in an effort to lower his heartbeat to something resembling normal. Right now, as she continued to kiss her way down his prone body, his heart was thudding so rapidly that he half-feared it was going to explode.
He clutched fistfuls of the rumpled duvet instead, keeping his eyes closed as she found new ways to torture him. The feel of her nipples brushing against his bare skin, of her lips caressing his throat, and her hands running up and down the side of his rib cage was almost more than he could stand - watching her as she seduced him would make it damned near intolerable. If he opened his eyes he would be forced to gaze longingly at all the lush, tempting curves of her body - those big, round tits; endlessly long legs; perfect ass. If he had to watch the way the light made her skin glow like satin, or the way her blonde hair fell in loose, silky waves over her shoulders, or notice the pink flush of arousal that had spread over her breasts and belly and even her cheeks he wouldn’t be able to keep his hands to himself for very long at all.
But keeping his eyes tightly shut couldn’t block out the erotic little sounds she made as she kissed and caressed and stimulated his body. Nor could it mask her scent - a combination of shampoo, perspiration, and female musk that emitted a powerful pheromone. The urge to wrap his arms around her, flip her onto her back, and shove his cock as far up inside that tight pussy as he could manage was quickly becoming much too hard to resist, even for a man who had always prided himself on his famed powers of self-control. Now Aubrey seemed hell bent on shattering every ounce of those powers, of bending him to her will, and allowing her to dominate him in this manner was proving to be the most erotic, exciting sexual experience of his life.
He alternated between groaning and panting as she laid her body on top of his, every part of them touching now - her lips clinging to his in a long, slow kiss; her breasts crushed against his chest; her legs stretched full length over his all the way to the toes. His painfully aroused cock was pushing up insistently against her stomach, searching around as if with a desperate will of its own for the entrance to her body. Instead, she merely continued to torment him further, rocking her pelvis back and forth aga
inst his penis, but not allowing him as yet to penetrate her.
“Aubrey.” His voice was little more than a croak, and a rather pathetic one at that. “Baby, you’re driving me crazy here, you know that, don’t you?”
“Uh, huh,” was all she replied, as her mouth began to trace little patterns around his jawbone, then the side of his neck, before kissing him full on the lips again. Her long fingers grasped his jaw, holding his head still as the kiss deepened, then became downright filthy as she sucked on his tongue, bit down on his bottom lip, and increased the pressure of her mouth over his until it felt bruised and swollen.
He was way past aroused by this point, his cock so stiff and hard that it was becoming painful. She eventually decided at some point to take pity on him, given the almost animalistic sounds that he continued to make - somewhere between a grunt, a growl, and a pathetic, emasculating sob - and took his penis in her soft, cool hand. He needed to come so badly that he was almost shaking, and the first delicate little lick of her tongue along the side of his cock was very nearly his undoing. But as she bent her head to take him fully in her mouth, his fingers clamped fiercely around her arms as he struggled desperately for control.
“Aubrey, please.” His voice was raw, almost indecipherable. “I can’t. Not now, baby. As much as I love it when you suck me off, I’m too close right now. Please, just - put me inside you.”
As Jordan gazed up at her pleadingly, she hesitated, her hand still stroking his penis. Then she swiftly straddled him, her breasts brushing against his chest as she reached for the condom packet she’d left on the nightstand.
“No.” He grasped her wrist. “No condom. Not this time. I want this time to be raw. To finally feel you bare around me. You okay with that, darlin’?”
Aubrey’s blue eyes widened a little in surprise, but she merely nodded just before taking hold of his cock and positioning the tip along her wet slit. “More than okay,” she whispered, just before lowering herself fully onto him, until his balls were flush against her ass.
“Ah, fuck that feels good,” he moaned, his hands on her buttocks holding her firmly in place as he savored the unfamiliar but unbearably delicious feel of his unsheathed cock surrounded by her tight, wet vagina. “Just - don’t move for a minute, baby. As badly as I need to come, I need this more. My God, there is nothing in the world to compare to this. This is like paradise, nirvana, and the best wet dream ever all combined.”
She laughed softly. “It feels awfully good to me, too. Much better than those latex things.”
Jordan rotated his hips experimentally, thinking that this night just kept getting better and better. “No more condoms for us then,” he vowed. “I’ll donate the rest of my supply to Planned Parenthood or the free health clinic or something. Because now that I know how mind blowing it feels to be bare inside of you, I don’t think I could ever go back.” He hooked an arm around her neck, pulling her down until she was at eye level with him. “And since you’re the only woman I plan to have in my bed for a long, long time I might never need to use a condom again.”
Their lips met and clung, even as he urged her to ride him. Aubrey happily obliged, rocking her hips back and forth as they quickly established a fast, frantic rhythm. His hands were everywhere now - squeezing her buttocks, cupping her breasts, caressing her thighs - but she was too caught up in the frenzy of their lovemaking to revert back to the role of naughty dominatrix she’d so obviously enjoyed playing. She whimpered as his fingers found her nipples, tugging them into even harder points, and then cried out when he rubbed the pad of his thumb in little circles around her clit.
“Come on, darlin’. Ride me harder now. Yes, just like that,” he urged. “I love you, my sweet, beautiful Aubrey. And I want you to come for me now. To come harder and longer than you’ve ever done before. Yes, that’s it, baby. Yes!”
And as he felt her vaginal walls begin to contract around his penis, signaling the beginning of her orgasm, what was left of his own self-control vanished entirely. Jordan’s entire body shook and shuddered with the force of his release, the sensations magnified ten times over without the condom he’d always worn during sex. It was almost as if he was experiencing an orgasm for the very first time, feeling like he had fallen into an abyss as he emptied himself into her body for long, luscious seconds.
Aubrey collapsed on top of him in a lifeless heap, her arms and legs sprawling out in an ungainly manner, his semi-erect cock still inside of her. Her hair fell in a wild tangle over her face and shoulders, the long strands tickling his neck and arms, but he had neither the strength nor the desire to brush it aside. Weakly, his arm drifted up to rest across her hips, holding her in place. Though as worn out as he was, he didn’t honestly think he could hold a toddler in place right about now.
Her right hand came to rest on his, giving it a playful little squeeze. “Hey,” she murmured vaguely. “You weren’t supposed to touch, remember? But then, you’re such a bad boy that it shouldn’t surprise me you broke the rules. And if I didn’t love you so much I might have to think about punishing you right now. Next time I might have to tie you up.”
Jordan chuckled, rolling them over until they were on their sides facing each other. This time he tucked her hair behind her ears. “Darlin’, if you promise to make me come that hard again, you can tie me up, blindfold and gag me, and paddle my ass. But I draw the line at anything beyond that since my pain tolerance is embarrassingly low.”
Aubrey laughed, then snuggled closer until her head was nestled against his chin. “Hmm, that part about getting tied up and blindfolded sounds very, very tempting. Except that I think it would be way more exciting if I was the one who got tied up. What do you think?”
His cock sprang to life as the image of how she’d look spread out on his bed, her arms and legs tied to the bedpost, began to materialize in his very, very dirty mind. “I think,” he mumbled hoarsely, “that as soon as I’m capable of moving again I’m going to find some rope and a handkerchief and put that theory to the test.”
***
“Jordan. This is a bit of a surprise. What can I do for you?” Ian inquired, sounding more brusque than usual, though of course he was far too polite to ever be outright impatient.
“Hey, Ian. Sorry to bother you. Your assistant wasn’t even going to put me through for a few minutes, until I convinced her this would be super quick. She’s even more of a dragon than Andrew was, isn’t she?” asked Jordan, referring to Ian’s former PA who now had some sort of middle management position with the company.
Ian gave a short laugh. “Winnie is originally from Hong Kong, but was educated in some very strict English boarding schools. She’s extremely prim and proper, insists on sticking to a regimented schedule, and doesn’t care for interruptions. I don’t know what you said to charm her, but you’re lucky to have been put through.”
“I’ll talk fast then. I don’t want to take the risk of having my name blacklisted or something worse. I’ve got a favor to ask, Ian. For - for a friend of mine. Though she’s much more than a friend, if I’m being honest. Aubrey’s been living with me for going on two months now, and for the first time in my life I’m actually in love,” admitted Jordan.
He was met with silence on the other end, and was almost ready to think they had been disconnected, when Ian’s voice came back on the line, sounding more than a little dazed.
“Good Lord, and they said miracles happened when I fell in love with Tessa,” he mused. “But the chances of the same thing happening to you, Jordan, were probably one in a billion. I’m not even sure what to say right now.”
“Frankly, I’m still in a state of shock myself,” replied Jordan, chuckling. “And since I’ve got zero experience with relationships, I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that I don’t manage to screw this up. Which brings me to the favor I wanted to ask.”
He explained as concisely as possible about Aubrey’s employment - or lack thereof - situation, and her background in the
hotel and tourism industry. Ian asked a few questions, mostly about Aubrey’s education and other qualifications, obtained her contact information, and quickly assured Jordan he’d take care of it.
“Tell your girlfriend - my God, that’s going to take some getting used to saying, isn’t it - that she should expect to hear from someone in our Human Resources Department within the next few days. I’ll call down to the director myself and pass along Aubrey’s information. I’m not exactly sure what sort of positions we have open at the moment, but we’ll see what we can do. Worst case, I can always make a few calls to see if other hotels in the area are hiring, but I’m fairly confident we’ll find her something here.”
Jordan exhaled in relief. “Thanks, Ian. I owe you one. A big one. Aubrey’s pretty stubborn, and very independent, and she wouldn’t have stood for letting me support her much longer. I’m very appreciative.”
“It’s not a problem at all, Jordan,” assured Ian. “And I assume that your new relationship explains why Tessa and I haven’t seen much of you lately.”
Jordan forced himself to keep his tone neutral. “You’re absolutely right, Ian. I’ve, uh, wanted to keep Aubrey to myself as much as possible before introducing her around to the whole gang. Though Finn and Max have already had the pleasure, since their curiosity got the better of them. How - how is Tessa, by the way? And the kids?”
“Everyone is doing very well, thank you. Looking at Tessa you’d never imagine she just had a baby less than three months ago. Liam is growing like a little weed and nearly sleeping through the night already, while Gilly adores being a big sister and helping her mummy take care of the baby.”
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