by Claire Adams
“Are you sure about this?” Jordan asked me as she got onto her knees and looked up at me from between my legs.
“Fuck yeah,” I said.
She looked so goddamn sexy on her knees. My cock throbbed with a desire to feel her lips around me. But not in a sordid, back room kind of way. I wanted to make love to her so bad, I could literally taste her in my mouth. But my ribs just hurt too much for me to be moving around like that. Having her mouth around me was the best consolation prize I could think of.
Her lips wrapped around me slowly, and her eyes looked up at me. I could tell she was checking to see if I was all right. But there was nothing that was going to stop me from having her again. I didn’t care how much pain I was in.
As her lips held onto me tightly, I closed my eyes and concentrated on the pleasure she delivered to me. She moved slowly and sensually, very different from other blowjobs I had received.
My whole life had been about hurrying to fuck the girl I was with. The idea of taking the time to enjoy the moment just wasn’t something I had been into before. Perhaps, it was just because I actually liked her, or maybe it was because I had been beaten up only a few hours before, but for whatever reason, I pulled Jordan up from my cock and had her stop.
I didn’t have a problem with her sucking me; rather, I loved it very much. But I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to hold on to her and feel her body as we moved together.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
I didn’t answer. Instead, I reached up and started to unzip her pants and slide them down. She humored me and helped me out a little, and soon she was standing naked in front of me.
“Much better,” I said as I pulled her onto my lap.
She sat with her legs both on one side of me, leaning back against me. The position gave me perfect control over her breasts, as I let my fingers lightly touch her and move down her body. Jordan lay back against the side of the chair and let me play with her naked body.
I lightly moved my fingertips from one nipple to the other and then down to her belly button. My hand moved as far down her thigh as I could comfortably reach and then back up slowly through her inner thighs.
My eyes stayed glued to her body, as she took in my touch and breathed deeply as my fingers stroked her naked skin.
The moment was so intimate, so delicate. I could have stayed there for hours just watching her breathe and let out her desire-filled moans from my touch. It was as if she was there just for me. Not just there on my lap, but like she had been born to be my match. The level of comfort I felt around Jordan was something I couldn’t explain.
She and I had not known each other for a long time, but I felt like I could tell her anything. Well, almost anything. I certainly didn’t want to tell her who Jose Escabar really was or how he was going to kill me when he found me. She only thought he would hurt me. Little did she know that Jose would do anything necessary to ensure his black book didn’t get into the wrong hands. His boss in the Mexican cartel would also do anything necessary.
For the time being, I would just have to stick to my story about owing him money. It was true. I owed Escabar a lot of money and that was what I needed to concentrate on for the time being. I needed to get him his money back as soon as possible. Only then could I figure out what the hell to do with the black book I had stolen from him.
My mind went back to the task at hand – Jordan and her deliciously smooth skin lying in my lap.
My fingers moved down to her wetness, and I watched her as I slid inside. Her back arched up, and she took in a deep breath as my fingers moved in and out of her body. It was intense to be able to watch her body react to my touch like that. I liked it. I liked watching her.
As her eyes opened and she looked up at me, I couldn’t help but pull her up to kiss me. Our mouths locked together as my fingers continued to play with her. More and more, she moved against me as I thrust my fingers and wiggled them inside of her.
Suddenly, Jordan straddled me and slid my cock inside of her. She hardly broke our kiss for a second, as she started to move on top of me. My ribs hurt, but she felt so much better on my cock than I could have imagined.
She held onto me as she thrust her hips against mine and did all the work. I hardly had to move, which was a really good thing since the pain was building up more and more as I tried to move.
“I’m sorry we didn’t get to go on our date,” I whispered into her ear.
“You’ll make it up to me.”
She smiled and then went right back to kissing me and holding onto my shoulders as she worked her hips against my body. My hands grabbed hold of her ass, and I held on tight as she moved.
As my body felt hers around me, I couldn’t help but thrust with her in an attempt to feel the explosion I knew was coming. Jordan moved on top of me, and her breasts teased me by coming up and down near my mouth. Finally, I grabbed hold of one of them and pulled it into my mouth hard.
She moaned with pleasure and arched her back as I used all my mouth strength to hold her nipple tight.
“Oh, yes,” she moaned, and it only drove me to want to hear her scream more.
I reached my thumb down and felt for her clit, pressing hard against her as her hips moved on my cock.
“No, no, no,” she moaned.
“Oh, yes,” I replied.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes.”
Jordan moved even harder, up and down, and then back and forth on my cock. I could feel her body tightening as the pleasure built up and she prepared herself to cum.
Her arms held onto my shoulders, and I used my last bit of energy to thrust into her and feel her walls clamp down on my cock. As she screamed out with orgasm, I felt my body release with the same pleasure.
I reached up and held onto her as she tried to pull away. I wasn’t done with her yet.
My hips continued to thrust, and I quickly felt her body tighten around me again. Her legs shook with the aftermath of her first orgasm, and I knew I was going to make her cum quickly for the second time.
With a few deep thrusts and my thumb still on her clit, I released an even more intense orgasm in her body.
“Oh, fuck, Chase. Yes. Fuck, yes,” she screamed out.
Her body shook with desire, and she finally collapsed with her arms around my neck as her head tucked in next to mine. We were both drenched in sweat, even though the cabin was actually pretty cold.
I reached next to the chair, pulled a big blanket up, and wrapped it over Jordan as she cuddled on top of me. Her smell was delightful, and I couldn’t stop leaning down and kissing her head as she lay on my shoulder.
I watched as her body started to calm down and her breathing returned to normal. But I wasn’t ready to move. Not only was I in horrible pain, but I enjoyed having Jordan curled up on top of me like that and wasn’t in any big hurry to have her move.
“So, you want to tell me a little more about this Escabar dude?” she asked.
She was still cuddled up on top of me, and my first answer was no way did I want to tell her anything about him. But, there was another part of me that desperately wanted Jordan to know everything. I wanted her to be my partner and, for a minute, I thought about telling her it all.
I thought about telling her what I had used all that money on. I thought about telling her just how dangerous Escabar was and how much danger we both were in. But I just couldn’t. I couldn’t risk losing her. I wouldn’t lose her.
“Nothing much to say. I owe him a lot of money and he wants it back. I can’t go to my father because he’ll say I’m irresponsible. But I need to get Escabar his money back.”
Jordan didn’t seem pleased with my answer, and I knew she thought there was much more to the story. But, she laid her head back on my shoulder and didn’t continue to press me for more information.
I wrapped my arms around her and held on to her as tightly as I could. I wasn’t going to let her get away from me at all. Whatever it took to keep her there with me, I was going to
make sure I did it.
“Okay, Chase,” she finally said when she realized I wasn’t going to be adding any more to my story.
“So, if this was our fancy date, what would we be talking about?” I said in an effort to change the subject.
“Well, you would tell me my outfit was beautiful,” Jordan said as she leaned back and exposed her breasts to the cold cabin air.
“Oh, yes. Your outfit is gorgeous.”
“Then, we would talk about your work.”
“Well, I had a great meeting with my executive team the other day. They listened to some ideas I had about using natural energy. I think it went really well.”
“That sounds promising,” she said as she totally distracted me with her breasts. “Do you like the people you work with?”
“Yes, I do,” I said as my hands found their way to her breasts. “They are good guys, but they follow my father and sometimes struggle to understand new ideas.”
“Sounds like you’re trying to get out of your father’s shadow.”
“Exactly.”
I continued to play with her breasts as we had our first date conversation. It certainly wasn’t like any first date I had ever had before. But nothing about our relationship was normal.
“Tell me about you?” I asked her.
She hesitated at first, and I knew it had to have something to do with her not having family or friends around when I invited her to come visit the United States. I didn’t want to turn the mood into something sad, but I did really want to know more about her family and her life back home.
“I lived with my mother for the last five years,” she said quietly.
“Did she die?”
It was a reasonable question. Jordan had said that her mother wasn’t around anymore, so I assumed she had passed away.
“No, she ended up getting married recently, and her new husband travels a lot.”
“Oh, so she is gone all the time and that is why you are alone?” I asked.
“It was a fast transition. Both my mom and my best friend left within the same week. I really wasn’t prepared for it at all.”
“So, they just left you alone?”
“It wasn’t supposed to have been a sad thing. My mother had been single for almost five years. I was happy for her to find someone. And my friend, Ana, met a guy through Ok Love and came to Miami to meet him.”
“Oh, so she is here? We should go see her sometime when things settle down. How is she doing?”
I saw the sadness in her eyes. Something was wrong.
“I haven’t been able to reach her since she left Liechtenstein. I think something is wrong.”
“What? She hasn’t contacted you?”
“No. I have a number for her, but no one answers it. I also sent her an email, but she hadn’t responded to that yet, either. I feel like the guy she came to meet wasn’t legit. I’m worried something bad has happened to her.”
Jordan started to break down into tears, and I pulled her in close to me. I didn’t really know what I could do to help, but I knew at that moment that I was going to have to figure out something.
“I have some friends down in that area. If you give me the information you have, I can see if they can check it out for us. Maybe they know the guy or something?”
“Oh, Chase. That would be so perfect. I really hope everything is all right and she just hasn’t been able to reach me. But I can’t even sleep at night because I’m so worried about her. And now, with all this stuff going on with you, I don’t want to leave and go look for her.”
That wasn’t something I was about to let happen. There was no way I was going to let Jordan head down to Miami and try to look for her friend alone. When I got better and settled the stuff with Escabar, then, we could both go down there and figure things out.
“How about your mother? Have you gotten to talk to her recently?”
“No. I left her a voicemail at the house, but I think she is still traveling. She probably won’t be all that excited that I took off to America without talking to her.”
“What? She’ll love me the second she talks to me. I’m really good with the moms.”
“Oh, I bet you’ve had your fair share of moms.”
Jordan started to laugh, and it took me a second to figure out what she was saying.
“I think we should change the subject before we start talking about my past,” I laughed.
I tried to joke about my past, but I knew Jordan wouldn’t approve of all the women I had been with, and I didn’t really want to bring it up.
“I’m going to get into the shower. Do you want me to help you into the bed?” she asked as she stood up.
I looked at her beautiful naked body and my body reacted with excitement. I just couldn’t help myself. Just looking at her made me happy. But being with her made me even happier. I couldn’t stop smiling, and even all that was going on with Escabar seemed easier to handle with her around.
“I don’t know if you should go shower just yet,” I said as I looked from her then down at my hard cock.
“Chase, no! You need to rest,” she said with a smile on her face.
She tried to look serious, but I could tell that she was being playful.
“I’m just saying, I think I could go another round.”
“You are going to rest whether you want to or not. I’m going to shower now. Would you like me to help you into the bedroom?”
“I think I can handle it. You head into that hot, wet shower all by yourself. Give me a week or so, and I’ll be hopping in there with you.”
Jordan leaned down and kissed me gently before she headed to the shower. I used the last bit of my strength to turn and watch her gorgeous ass walk down the hallway. Damn, she was one fine woman. I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to have found her and that she agreed to come over. Whether I needed to get married or not, I thought Jordan was the kind of girl I would want to keep around. She was funny, smart, and extremely beautiful.
I decided to stay in the chair and relax, while I waited for Jordan to take her shower. My mind spun around with ideas of how I was going to get out of all the messes I had gotten myself into. Nothing seemed like it was going to work out in my favor, but the one thing that kept me going was that Jordan was there with me.
As long as she agreed to stay with me, I thought I could figure all the rest of the mess out as we went. I just had to hope that she wouldn’t give up on me when she figured out the truth of all that I had done. I was a changed man. None of the things I had done in my past were things I was proud of. I would just have to hope that Jordan could understand I was a much different person than I had been in the past.
Chapter 14
Jordan
I didn’t know how to tell Chase that I had received a text from Salina and Salvador asking me to go hang out with them. My initial response was that I couldn’t go. But, when Salina texted me back and asked me to go again, I felt like I should at least think about it. She was the only person outside of Chase that I had met in the States. I needed to make an effort to get to know someone.
The last few days had been such a whirlwind of excitement, and I was pretty tired, though. I just couldn’t decide what I wanted to do.
“Chase,” I said as I came out of the shower wrapped in my towel. “Salina texted me and asked if I wanted to meet her for some bowling.”
“No,” he said firmly.
I had been prepared to tell her no again. But I had planned on saying it because I thought Chase needed me to help take care of him. The way he responded just put my defenses up right away. He wasn’t interested in discussing anything, he just said no at the first mention of her name.
“Well, I wasn’t exactly asking your permission.”
I stormed off toward the bedroom and put my clothes on. There was just something that I didn’t like about being denied something. It wasn’t as if I was asking his permission. I just wanted to talk the idea over with him. But for him to be such a jackas
s about it and outright tell me no, I couldn’t go? Well, that did not sit well with me at all.
“You don’t know who she is. You don’t know anything about her. She could work for Escabar for all we know,” Chase said from the living room.
“That didn’t seem to bother you when I flew halfway around the country to meet you. I didn’t know you, either. Yet I still came.”
“Jordan, it’s a bad idea.”
“I think there’s more to this story than you are telling me. Either you tell me why this Escabar guy is such bad news, or I’m going to go bowling with my new friend.”
He sat there and defiantly refused to talk. He could have confessed to what was really going on. He could have apologized for how he had talked to me. But he didn’t do any of that. I started to wonder if this was the Chase that I really hadn’t known yet. Was this the guy that had a hard time keeping a girlfriend? I could see why! No woman wanted to be with a controlling man who didn’t even want her to have friends.
I waited for him to sweetly ask me to stay. If he had said he needed help getting around the house or if he had said he was in a lot of pain, I would have gladly stayed to help him. But he didn’t. Instead, he turned mean. I waited for him to make any effort to show that he knew what he was doing was wrong. But he didn’t even make the effort.
“You are not going anywhere, Jordan. You don’t understand the dangers that are here in America.”
“Chase, I’m not stupid. And, in fact, being with you these last few days, I have gotten to experience more dangers than I could have ever imagined.”
“Don’t go.”
“I’m not going to stay here just because you don’t like the idea of me having a friend outside of you. This girl was just some woman new to town I met at the store. There is no reason to get all worried about her. I’m going to meet her at Kings Bowling Alley.”
I had had enough. I didn’t like the way Chase was trying to control me. It didn’t seem like something that he normally did with women, and I just couldn’t figure out why he was acting like that with me. But no matter what his reasons were, I wasn’t sticking around to argue with him. I hardly knew him at all, and I certainly wasn’t going to let him boss me around.
