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PRESTON

J ordan tensed, and I mentally prepared to talk her out of whatever stressed her out.

I’d have to reassure her constantly. Her mind was her greatest enemy, and she’d probably try to convince me, and us, that we wouldn’t work, but I was more stubborn than she was.

Plus, I made her knees give out from a kiss.

That’d didn’t happen every day. I honestly planned to bring that up often and use it to my advantage. When she tried pulling away—because that was inevitable—I’d remind her of the moment I caught her.

“What the fuck, Preston?” Jordan shoved me off her, her narrowed eyes shooting daggers at me. “Did you know about this?”

“Uh, what?” I barely got the words out before it all clicked together. Emery stood in the hallway, eyes wide and mouth parted. Her entire expression said oh shit.

“Excuse me.” Jordan shoved away from me, then marched up the stairs and out of view, leaving Emery and me in the hallway.

“I literally was about to leave,” she said, eyes wide. “My sister begged me to come back so she wasn’t alone, and your brother… I’m sorry.”

I was gonna kill Price, but my patience from her showing up a second time thinned. She didn’t have to come back here, to my house, after she knew I wasn’t interested. Jordan was fickle and spooked easily, so I couldn’t waste time with Emery. Not now. “Get home safe, alright?”

Then I took the stairs two at a time, marching straight to Jordan’s shut door. I exhaled, half-laughing, half-annoyed at the timing of it all. Of fucking course this would happen after Jordan finally agreed to try this. “Jordan Vanderfleet. Open the goddamn door.”

“No.”

“See, I think you enjoy pissing me off. You get off on it, don’t you?”

The handle twisted, and once it cracked an inch, I barged my way in there, cutting her off before she could push me out.

“What are you—get out of here, Preston.”

“You know what I think?” I gripped her ponytail, the thin restraint I had deteriorating by the second.

I was done chasing her, convincing her how good we were together.

I was done being patient. Her and I? We were endgame.

“I think you fucking love riling me up and seeing me snap. You love seeing how far you can push me, how much you can piss me off before I shed the polite, good guy personality. Well, congrats, baby. You did it.”

Gripping her hair, I moved her to her bed and tossed her on it. Her pulse raced at the base of her neck, her beautiful skin begging to be sucked. And I would. I’d kiss, lick, and fuck every part of her tonight because I was done.

Done convincing her how I felt, that she was the only human on the planet for me. She got what she wanted: me completely unhinged. “Grab your headboard. ”

She blinked, a pretty pink blush dancing down her face and neck. My wild, carefree best friend looked nervous. Good.

She reached up, each fist wrapping around one of the pegs of her shitty wooden headboard, and I reached into her closet to find a belt hanging on a hanger. “I’m tying your annoying ass up. You’re not running from me. You’re not escaping. And if you argue with me, I’ll gag you.”

“Holy fuck, Preston. This is… hot.”

I didn’t have to fake my smile. I knew she was wild, wanted someone to match her freak. “Consider your freak matched, baby. I’m gonna be off the charts.”

I bent forward, clasping the belt around her wrists. “Tug. Try to escape.”

She did, a wide grin stretching across her face. “I’m stuck.”

“Good.” I stood, my dick already hard as hell seeing her like this. We both wore clothes, yet it didn’t matter. It was like the room knew what was about to happen. “Now, I’m going to be very fucking clear. You say stop, and I’ll stop, but unless I hear that word, you’re going to do what I say.”

She nodded. “Yes, yes, Preston.”

“First thing.” I licked my lips and moved toward the door. “I’m opening this up so everyone in the entire fucking house hears the sounds you make while you come so there is no question who you belong to.”

Her eyes widened before she smiled even wider. “You belong to me. ”

“That I do, Jordan. I always fucking have. It’s time you stop denying it.

” I flung the door open and stalked toward her.

“You’re done being a brat and running at the first sign of trouble.

Instead, you run to me instead of from me.

After tonight, there will be no doubt in your mind how I feel about you. ”

“Oh my god. I’m already so wet.”

“And I haven’t even touched you.” I stared at her for a beat before kneeling and slowly taking off her socks. I ran my fingers over the arch of her foot, loving how she shivered. I even kissed her ankle. “God, your skin smells good. I want to bite you.”

“Do it. I want to feel your teeth on me.”

I nibbled her calf, loving how she squirmed underneath me. “You’re sure you’re okay with this? Knowing Emery could walk to the bathroom and see me getting you off?”

“God, yes, I am.”

“Such a naughty girl.” I laughed as I tugged her sweats down, both pairs, leaving her in her filthy panties and garters. “You’re an angel made for me.” I trailed up her leg, groaning as her muscles clenched from my touch. I pulled the garter and let it snap against her skin.

“Oh, yes. ” Jordan arched her back, her eyes wild with fire. “I liked that.”

“That makes sense that you like a sting, my little spitfire.” I sat on the ground, her legs spread wide, and I ran my hands up her thighs until I caressed the crevice where her legs met her hips. “Stunning.”

She trembled, and the belt knocked against the headboard as I slid one finger over the wet fabric. “Look at you dripping for me already.”

“Fucking hell, Preston. I didn’t… you’re out of control.”

“You made me this way. You like me this way, don’t you?” I pulled the black fabric out as far as it’d go, then let it snap in place. “I should punish you. Edge you for all the fucking stress you cause me.”

“I wouldn’t survive that,” she said, gulping as I repeated the process. “That feels so good.”

“Mm, I can smell how much you want me.” I moved her panties to the side and dipped my tongue against her, flattening it against her clit and flicking it in a pattern.

She tasted perfect, musky and sweaty, and I grabbed her ass as I ate her.

I stopped being nice and devoured her pussy, wanting to drive her even half as crazy she drove me.

I didn’t let up as she moaned louder. The belt knocked against the wood even louder, and sweat coated her skin as I thrust my tongue inside her, humming to give her an extra vibration. She bucked and arched, just as footsteps thudded on the stairs. Her gaze snapped to mine, and I waited for a stop.

I arched a brow, not once stopping my tongue against her swollen clit, and when she nodded, I sucked her hard, and she fell apart. Jordan came with as much life as she lived, loudly and wonderfully, and I just held onto her.

“Yes, Preston, oh my fucking god. Yes, don’t stop, don’t stop, I’m coming! ”

Her thighs clenched around my head, gripping against my ears so hard it actually hurt, but I didn’t stop. I nipped her clit, and she ground her pussy against my mouth, her cries drowning out any sounds from the hallway.

I had no idea if anyone walked by or if they stopped or what happened, but when Jordan stilled, I looked up at her and found her grinning at me. “You like that, spitfire?”

“Favorite orgasm of my life. Now, you gonna unbuckle me?”

“Nope.” I wiped my hand over my mouth, cleaning up evidence of her orgasm before I lifted her shirt, exposing her perfect tits. I hadn’t seen them in days but sure as hell had thought about them every hour since. “Not even close to being free, baby.”

I cupped her heavy, full breasts and teased her pointed pink nipples. “I’m not done doing whatever I want with you.”

“God, you’re so hot. What do you want to do now?”

“This.” I adjusted her sweatshirt so it covered her face and eyes, leaving her naked from the neck down. “I want you to feel how good we are together. Just me talking you through this, so feel me. ”

She shuddered, her chest heaving.

I sucked one nipple hard, biting on the end until she cried out. “You can take it.”

“Again, do it again. Harder though.”

“I knew you liked pain.” I bit it harder, sucking one than the other, alternating before I licked up her neck. I sucked the place where her pulse raced, breathing in her perfume and sweat. “You are fucking perfect . I never want you to forget that.”

She whimpered, the sound so sexy and unlike her I had to have more.

I wanted her skin on mine, her hands on me.

I wanted to feel her weight on me as she rode my cock, her huge tits bouncing in my face.

I was in a frenzy, barely able to think straight when I reached for the belt and undid it, then took the sweatshirt off her face and tossed it to the side.

“I need you. All of you. Right now.”

“Yes, yes. I want to touch you.” Jordan immediately tore my shirt off and gripped my waistband, then dragged my sweats down as she clawed me. “Give me your mouth. I need you, Preston, I need you.”

“I’m right here, honey.”

She kissed me like she couldn’t last another second without me. She crawled up my body to get to me, her desperate cries soothing the frantic energy in my soul. She wanted me as much as I wanted her, and that made all the difference.

“You’re so hot. I-I can’t breathe. I need you. I’m on fire.”

“You’re gonna ride my cock and shove your tits in my face, okay?” I moved us to the bed, lying on my back as Jordan sat on top of me.

“Your cock is devastatingly perfect.” That was the only warning I got before Jordan took me fully in her mouth, deep throating me so hard I saw stars. I was pretty sure I blacked out when she sucked me hard and fast, then looked up at me and let my dick pop out of her mouth .

Then she spat on my dick and crawled on me, gripping my cock as she slid the tip in. “I want to feel you bare. I want you to fill me up. I’m good down there and on birth control. Are you?”

“Totally free of anything,” I whispered, about to die and go to heaven. “I’ve never fucked anyone bare before.”

“Me neither, but I want to with you.” Then, she lowered herself on my cock, and my world changed.

Nothing, no one, not one thing had ever felt as good as Jordan’s pussy gripping me. She rocked her hips so smoothly, so fucking sexily, as she leaned over me, her tits in my face like my goddamn fantasy.

“You feel so good, holy shit.” She moaned, digging her fingers into my pecs as she rocked my world.

The door was still open.

There was no way her cries weren’t echoing down the hall and through the house. Everyone here would hear us fucking, but I didn’t care. “Whose cock are you riding, Jordan? Who is making you feel this good?”

“You are. You.” She moaned deeper, sweat pooling between our bodies as my spine tingled.

“Tell me you understand,” I said, grunting as pleasure built deep in my spine. She rode me so fucking well. “I’m obsessed with you. Only you.”

Her eyes about rolled into her head, but she nodded. “I understand, oh god.”

I reached forward and pinched her clit, and the sensation must’ve done the trick because she jerked, and her pussy spasmed around me. “That’s right, baby, come on me.”

“God, Preston,” she screamed, her grip tightening on my skin as her orgasm ripped out of her. It was magnificent, beautiful, perfect.

My own built fast, from her spasming around my cock, and I dug my fingers into her hips, guiding her to go faster. “So fucking sexy seeing you like this, Jordan.”

“I want to hear you come. I want to feel it spilling out of me.” She stared at me, her eyes wide and makeup smeared. She looked wild and gorgeous.

I loved her so fucking much a part of me wondered if I’d survive this.

But the second I had the doubt, I said fuck it and focused on her.

I’d rather get this moment with her, even if it was the only one, than not.

So I ground into her, the orgasm building and exploding. “Damn, Jordan, fuck yeah, baby.”

My skin tingled, and black spots danced in my vision as pleasure hit me hard. It was an entire out-of-body experience, the wave after wave of ecstasy, and it was all due to Jordan.

“Holy shit, Charming.” Jordan fell onto my chest, her body coated in sweat. She was damp, and we smelled like sex, but it was hot. I ran a hand over her back, gripping her neck in a reassuring squeeze as we caught our breath.

She felt so right lying on me. Her body fit mine, with her curves and soft skin. She was truly the hottest woman I knew, and now that I’d experienced her… I never wanted to let her go.

“That was…” she said, her voice breaking off as she sighed. She kissed the center of my chest, lingering there without meeting my eyes, but no words were needed. I got it. I felt the shift too. This changed everything between us.

I just hoped we wouldn’t be a total disaster.