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Chapter 25

DANI

Why was I so nervous? I shouldn’t have been so nervous. Jordy had been my friend for a while, and everything between us was easy going…besides the sex. The sex was not an easy thought at all, and I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

All the sex. All the time.

My god, woman. Stop it.

I knocked on the door, and when it opened, Jordy was already shirtless.

“Come on in,” he said, opening the door for me and following close behind me when I entered. “You smell amazing.”

I giggled. “Are you ovulating, Jordy?” I turned and placed my purse on the hook by the doorway.

“Maybe. Wouldn’t you like to know?” He flipped metaphorical hair over his shoulder.

I grinned and followed him to the couch where he sat down and opened his arm. “Come to daddy,” he teased.

“Ew. Don’t ever say that again.”

He chuckled, my body sinking into his on the couch. “Why not? I think it’s kind of sexy.”

Glancing over my shoulder, I noticed the way Jordy was looking down at me. His eyes were filled with admiration and focus. And…almost as if he was wanting to convince me of something.

I narrowed my own eyes. “Jordy.”

“Mhm. I love it when you say my name,” he whispered.

“Stop being a creep.” I hit his chest.

He threw his hands up in defense. “I’m not being a creep, alright? I’m just trying to seduce you.”

“Seduce me? Why would you need to seduce me?” I sat up, propping my leg up on the couch.

He righted himself, placing his hands on his knees as he spoke. “Never mind, I’m gonna go to the kitchen for a snack. You want anything?”

I shook my head, was it me, or was he being weird? Jordy was trying to seduce me and for what purpose? He’d already had sex with me…multiple times. What—oh. I flip back on the cushions.

I knew why.

The relationship conversation.

My brain blared DEFCON 1. Jordy wanted a relationship and I didn’t know how to do that for him.

“Here you go,” he said, reappearing with two popsicles in hand.

“I said I didn’t want anything,” I replied.

His ego was deflating by the second. “C’mon, just let me do something nice for you.”

Accepting my defeat, I took the frozen treat from him and offered a lick while we watched replays of Kings games—what we normally did—followed by really terrible reality television. I hadn’t realized how long I’d been eating the popsicle until I caught Jordy’s eyes, which were locked onto my mouth.

The perv.

“You’ve been watching me suck on the popsicle, haven’t you?” I gasped in mock horror.

He smirked. “You’re very observant.”

I finished my treat and headed into the kitchen to throw away the stick when Jordy pressed against me from behind. His chest was firm against my back.

“I wanna try something,” he whispered as he kissed my shoulder. “You trust me?” I nodded, and he interlocked his fingers with my own, twirling me around to face him.

“I’ve always trusted you.” I peered up at him through my lashes, a thrill working its way up my spine.

“Perfect.” He pressed a soft kiss against my lips before he pulled back.

Grabbing my hips, he picked me up and sat me on the granite countertop. His eyes were now directly in line with mine, and I knew the flicker of mischief that lived in those blue irises.

I tugged my sleeves down, revealing my chest then my stomach. He laid me down on the counter, removing the rest of the dress. My eyes tracked him in the kitchen as he walked to the freezer and pulled out another popsicle. I shivered with nervousness.

“What do you plan on doing with that?” I asked with a hint of panic.

He grinned, ripping the plastic open. “I can do a lot of things…but I was thinking first,” he murmured before he licked the popsicle and held it over my chest. “I’ll play with your perfect tits.” The tip of the popsicle pressed into my nipple and I shuttered. The chill caused my skin to rise with goosebumps, but my core still burned hot.

No, hotter.

Smiling, he pressed the popsicle to the other nipple, doing the same tortuous motion. With a hop, he was on the counter, straddling me and leaning down to capture the sticky nipple in his mouth. The mixture of his warmth with the coldness of the popsicle sent pleasure directly to my center. I vibrated under him as he peppered kisses across to the other breast, licking and sucking.

“Cherry is my favorite flavor. Maybe I’ll…” His hand trailed the popsicle—slowly melting against the warmth of my skin—down to my belly and hip bones. With a yank, he removed the thong that guarded me.

“What about…here?” He gently led the popsicle over my clit, causing my body to convulse from the chill and the pressure to my bundle of nerves. I moaned as my legs fell open for him as he tortured me so delicately. Throwing the remainder of the popsicle in the sink, he leaned his mouth against my center and licked with one stroke.

“So fucking good.”

Again.

Again.

And again.

I was already beginning to come undone. Sliding a finger inside of me, Jordy pressed into the spot that made my body completely melt against him as his tongue ravaged me. Gripping my leg with his other hand, he pushed them up and out.

What a fucking sight to see: Jordy between my legs, giving me the best head of my damn life with my legs completely out of my control.

“Give it to me, baby,” he commanded.

His words alone could make me orgasm, but with a few more thrusts of his finger, my entire body unraveled around him. I’m soaked.

“Fuck, baby. Look at the mess we’ve made.”

I offered him a heavy lidded smile and he leaned up to me, pressing his lips against mine. “Now I want you to ride me.” Within a blink of an eye, his hands were wrapped around me as he pulled me on top of him, his back flat against the counter. I could feel the slickness across the granite—a mixture from the popsicle and my cum.

Leaning forward, I pressed a gentle kiss against his lips. With the other hand, I gripped his cock and lined him up against me.

“Ride me,” Jordy moaned.

I slid down him, to the hilt, and we groaned in unison. The feeling overwhelmed the both of us, skin to skin. No barrier between.

He slapped my ass and gripped my cheeks. “Fuck, yes.”

Slowly, I rode him, up and down, rotating my hips on top of him.

“Gimme that mouth,” he begged.

Leaning over, our lips captured one another, tongue and teeth, hissing and moaning all mixed together in lust. Leaning back, my body started to bounce hard. My moans were out of control as I called his name.

I called him a few things, actually.

Jordy whimpered and I leaned down to kiss him as he filled me with his cum. I slowed my rhythm, letting him ride out his orgasm inside of me.

“So fucking good, baby.” He kissed me again before I pulled myself off to lay beside him. Both of us were an absolute mess.

“Wow.”

“Wow is right,” I agreed. “How long until we can do it again?”

Jordy chuckled. “I need like a fifteen-minute intermission.”

I smiled in response to his comment. Our eyes fixated on each other, opening ourselves up to the idea that everything we do together is easy.

I’m just mad that I hadn’t figured it out sooner.