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Story: Forbidden Love Still Blooms
I whimper in response.
“No. Use your words.”
“Yes, please, give me more!”
“Perfect,” he whispers. His breath tickles my pussy-lips. “I knew you'd be fun to play with, but I didn't realize how crazy you'd make me.”
My brain pings enough to think,If you're crazy, what am I?Jordan pushes his finger in to the knuckle, making me gasp. I grind on him eagerly. He barely gets the second finger inside before the first bolt of impending orgasm hits me. I'm shaking, breathing hard, vision blurring. My cheek rests on his scalp. With my arms wrapped around his shoulders, his face in my pussy, we're a tightly woven nest of limbs.
“Come for me,” he growls, licking my clit in quicker, more demanding circles. Both fingers bury in my tight walls, the finger-pads curling against my roof, spreading apart to explore every crevice I have to offer. Jordan is memorizing me by sight and feel. He read me easily before this moment. When we're done here, will I be able to hide again?
My calves cramp—I squeal, trembling and clenching, pulling inside out as the orgasm begins in a place so deep, I can't pin-point it. It spreads fast, my tongue going numb, starlight dancing behind my eyelids. “Good girl,” he breathes, “so fuckinggood.Come for me, give me everything.”
I do just that. My weight settles on him when I finish climaxing; standing is impossible. There's sweat collecting all over my body. Not just behind my knees or under my breasts, but at the base of my throat. Wet pleasure runs through me again. Wave after wave of delicious release.
“Oh my god,” I whisper, still riding the high.
“Can you stand?”
“Barely.” Laughing gently, I release his hair and test my legs. Wobbly, but they work. Jordan stands to his full height in front of me. His dark brown hair sticks up in places from how I teased it. The entire lower half of his face, nose to chin, is glistening from my orgasm. When I see his tie has dark spots staining it, I wince. “Oh no, your tie.”
“What?” He touches it, frowning in confusion. “You think I care about this?”
“I don't like ruining other people's things.”
“Too late to worry about that,” he says with a crooked smile.
I think … he means something that belongs to him. Something other than the copper-tone tie, but I can't be sure. Taking my dress hem, I begin pulling it lower to hide my ass.
He grabs my wrist. “What are you doing?” he demands in a hard voice.
“It—it feels weird to be the only one that's naked,” I sputter. “You haven't even taken off your shirt.”
“Then let's fix that.” Jordan releases me, holding his hands to the sides. “Undress me.”
My mouth dries out. I've seen him close to nude just once, the idea of seeing it again wakes up the butterflies in my stomach. “You want me to do it?”
“Yes,” he chuckles sardonically. “Start with my tie that you, as you said, ruined.”
When I last held this tie, trying to pick the right color for his outfit, my hands trembled. It happens again when I touch the metallic fabric, my fingers loosening it until the two ends glide through each other, leaving the tie dangling around his throat. Jordan watches everything I do. He smells like me.
I kiss him, and he tastes like me, too.
“Jesus,” he says, shutting his eyes. He ends the kiss by firmly holding me at a distance. “Finish the job, Lorikeet.”
Nodding, I drop the tie to the floor. One by one I undo the buttons of his shirt, marveling at each sliver of skin I expose. Seeing his bare chest once wasn't enough to deaden my reaction. I've orgasmed once, but my body reheats quickly. I pull his shirt from his belt, exposing his erection tenting his pants. I fight with the knot in my throat. “Should I take off the rest?”
“Go ahead,” he says. I glance up through my eyelashes at his expectant stare. “You want to see what my cock looks like, don't you?”
Air sucks in, then leaves me in a brief burst. “Yeah,” I chuckle. “I'm just … still surprised we're doing this.”
Jordan's smirk cuts ear to ear. “I'm not.”
Chapter 18
Therearemanywondrousthings in the world. I've seen a few, and I can list them:
A blizzard in late April.
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