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“Check that tone, Preston. You’re speaking to me like I’m the reason you’re so fucking grumpy. ”

Her words were a wake-up call. “You’re not, I know. I’m…all over the place.”

“And avoiding me, yeah? You want me to sleep next to you at night and let me take care of you, but during the day…” she trailed off, her eyes going wide with dramatics “…you want nothing to do with me.”

“That’s not fucking true,” I snapped.

She arched a brow, a challenge evident on her face. The thought excited me. I loved fired up Jordan, angry Jordan. All facets of her, I loved. Even now, with her angry expression and attitude, I wanted her.

“It sure is, Preston. You haven’t hung out with me once since we got back.”

“What are you talking about? We’ve spent a ton of time together,” I yelled, all the feelings crashing into me from every direction. “What more do you want from me?”

She stiffened, uncertainty flashing across her face before she swallowed. I regretted the words as soon as they left my mouth. It was the wrong thing to say to her.

“Jordan, that’s not—I didn’t mean it that way.” I scrubbed a hand over my face, my shoulders sagging in defeat. “I’m struggling.”

She chewed the corner of her lip, tapping against her forearm before she pushed off the wall and neared me.

“Do you need an emotional punching bag? I can be that. Do you need to be an asshole to someone to get it out of your system? I can handle that. You want to fight? Let’s go, Charming.

You want me to spoon you at night but not talk to you during the day?

I’ll do that too, but tell me what you fucking need because I can’t guess. ”

God, she was beautiful. She spoke with her hands, and her eyes told the truth. She meant the words.

“I want to fucking kiss you. ”

“Then stop being a prick and do it.”

I gripped the edge of her sweatshirt and yanked her to me with my left hand.

Her chest hit mine, and I steadied her against me, then I dropped my mouth to hers with a deep, satisfying groan.

She tasted so fucking good, and it unleashed the anger and frustration inside me.

I bit her bottom lip, pulling it until she hissed. “That’s it, baby, I want your sounds.”

She dug her nails into my pecs, a deep guttural moan escaping her mouth, and I caught it with mine.

I devoured her, holding onto her head with one hand and her back with the other, and I didn’t hold back.

I kissed her hard, like it was the last kiss I’d ever get with her, and she met me stroke for stroke.

Our teeth clashed, and our tongues slid together, and nothing but the sounds of our breathing filled the room.

It wasn’t enough to satisfy the pull in my gut toward her.

It was like we were magnets being pulled toward each other, and I wasn’t close enough.

I trailed my hand from her face toward her neck, wrapping my fingers around her slim throat.

“I need to fucking feel every breath you take, feel every moan I give you. Don’t hold back, baby. ”

She shuddered, and my body burned hot when her throat bobbed against my palm. I squeezed tighter, the tiniest drop of restraint leaving me. “I need to feel you,” I rasped.

“Are you cleared?” she asked, leaning back with her bright red swollen lips glinting in the light. A burst of pride filled my chest. I did that to her, made her look sexy and turned-on.

“I don’t care.”

“Preston,” she said, her tone letting me know she wouldn’t play around. “If you’re not cleared?—”

“Don’t you get it? I’m dying right now.” I ran my thumb over her bottom lip, grinding my cock into her stomach. “If I don’t feel you, I’m gonna implode. You asked what I wanted, baby, and it’s you. ”

Her eyes flashed with heat, then she sucked my thumb, nipping the tip before she winked. “Follow me, Charming. I think I can help.”

She took my hand, tugging me until I followed her up the stairs.

She smelled so good, her perfume mixing with sweat.

My body shook with need, my cock hard as hell, and all these pent-up feelings of frustration threatened to overflow.

She glanced over her shoulder at me, her eyes dancing with challenge, and god, I loved her even more.

She met my anger and matched me, and that was the sexiest thing.

“Lie on the bed, Charming, cock out.”

My breath caught in my throat. “Damn, J.”

“Do what I say.” She pushed my chest with her finger, her pretty face flushing with purpose. “Be a good boy for me.”

Fuck. I turned into a puddle of lust. I took my time lying on my bed, my chest heaving as I slid my pants past my rigid cock. Jordan licked her lips and watched me. Her gaze moved to my cock as she ran a finger from my chest toward my thigh.

“Jesus,” I rasped. “I’m so fucking hard.”

“Maybe that’s why you’ve been such an asshole. You need a little relief.” She crawled on top of me, careful not to touch my torso or put any pressure on me. “I know what’ll help you.”

She gripped the base of my cock and took me in her mouth.

It was heaven on earth. No better feeling.

She sucked me, took me deep, and my eyes rolled into my head.

Yes. Yes. This. I gripped her hair, tugging it and pushing it out of her face so I could crane my neck and watch her hollow out her cheeks.

“You are so fucking sexy,” I groaned, my muscles tensing from how good her lips felt. “God, your mouth…”

She took me deeper, letting me hit the back of her throat, and I about jumped off the bed. I saw stars. My ears rang. My pulse raced in the best fucking way, and she fisted the base of my cock as she sucked me harder. I stood no chance. “Baby, I’m gonna?—”

She hollowed out her cheeks even more, and I came hard.

The orgasm hit me hard, the pleasure knocking the wind out of me as she swallowed every last drop.

I couldn’t feel my toes or my fingers. Just her hair tickling my stomach as she released my cock from her mouth and grinned at me. “Are you done being grumpy now?”