With a groan, Jordan moved off the bed and began taking his jeans off. He kept his eyes on me, as if he thought I would disappear. That wasn’t about to happen. I wanted him so much it was hard to breath.
I practically purred when his cock came into view. It was long and hard, and I was already imagining his length sliding in and out of my core. I whimpered with need, pleading he would join me soon.
He did, sliding into bed beside me. His fingers roamed over my face tenderly, as he looked deep into my eyes. I showed him all the love I had for him, my eyes misting with the intensity.
His own eyes widened, then darkened with passion. His lips met mine, and I could feel the answering love from him. My heart beat excitedly, as Jordan showed me what he could not put into words.
His hands trailed down my throat, his lips followed until he found my breast. I arched back, as he cupped them in each hand, squeezing gently. When his lips found my taught nipple and tugged hard, I cried out at the almost severe sensation.
Jordan’s lips immediately released me, as he looked up. “Too much?” His voice was deep, husky and made me wet just hearing it.
“Yes, I didn’t realize how sensitive I was.”
Jordan leaned down and gently swiped his tongue across the nipple, nibbling only lightly. He moved to the other breast, treating it with the same care.
He began moving south, placing wet kisses across my full belly until he reached my thighs. He spread them wide, then leaned forward, taking a deep breath through his nose. I was shocked he would deliberately smell me down there, but I couldn’t deny it was sexy as hell, especially when his expression was one of pure bliss.
I felt his tongue slide over the heated flesh of my sex. “Jordan!” I cried out at his exquisite touch.
His tongue had a slightly rough texture that I loved, and his touch was so soft it felt better than anything I’d ever experienced.
I was so close to climax that as soon as he began pushing one finger into me, I came. It was different from any orgasm I ever had with Jordan. It wasn’t fireworks or explosions, but a gentle release that had me soaring.
As I came down from such a beautiful high, Jordan moved up my body with more of his sweet kisses. Tears prickled my eyes at his lovely display of affection.
I enjoyed the demanding, sometimes rough sex we had in the past. I really did, and I hoped to experience it again one day. But this tender lovemaking was beyond anything I could have ever hoped for. It showed me a side of Jordan that I had never known.
I rolled to my side, as Jordan moved behind me. His cock nestled against my ass, his chest pressed solidly against my back. He pulled my hair aside and kissed my neck. His breath tickled my ear, sending shivers down my spine. His hands caressed my body, smoothing over my belly, then my breast.
“I missed you, Sam.”
One of his arms had gone underneath me, and I grasped his hand as best I could. I turned to look at him.
“I missed you too.”
His kiss was tender, as he lifted my leg. His cock probed at my swollen center. I arched, giving him better access. The tip of his penis slid across my clit, making me buck against him until finally, he found my opening.
He took his time, moving in a little before retreating, then pushing forward again. I was wet and more than ready, but it had been a long time since I used those particular muscles.
When he was finally buried deep, he paused to let my body adjust to his thickness. My breaths accelerated. The stretch felt so good, I didn’t want to wait any longer. I wiggled to let him know I was ready, and he began to move inside me.
He held my leg, as he thrust in and out. My teeth dug into my lip until I couldn’t hold back my cries any longer. My mouth opened wide, as Jordan nipped at my neck. The small pain only added to the pleasure.
“Please Jordan, love me.”
My voice was softer than a whisper, but as if he heard my tiny plea, he dropped my leg and reached for my clit. He stroked my swollen nub in time with his thrusts, sending me over the edge.
As I cried out my pleasure, Jordan’s movements became faster, more urgent and before I came down from my own explosive orgasm, he was shooting his own release deep inside me. The feel of his warm seed had me diving off the cliff again, and I screamed Jordan’s name just as he cried out mine.
Jordan pulled me close, as we came down together. I could feel his heart pounding against my back, his heavy breaths on my neck. I loved being wrapped in his arms and could have stayed that way forever.
I expected him to get up, leave me with a kiss of thanks, but he didn’t. He stayed with me, not even removing himself from inside me. The feeling was oddly comforting, and I relaxed into his embrace.
I wasn’t sure what would happen next. Doubts were creeping in, but I would save those for later. I felt warm and loved and tired. Jordan’s lips pressed reassuringly against my shoulder, and I fell asleep with a smile on my lips.
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