Only now did I realize how much I missed his god-like body. I wanted to touch it, to lick it.
Jordan looked at me, as if he could read all of my thoughts, and I suppressed the urge to shiver. Then, in one swift motion, he pulled his shirt off. Next, he slid his sweatpants down, along with his boxer-briefs, so he was completely naked. His cock — long and thick and so hot, it made my mouth water — was standing at attention.
“You’re staring, baby,” he said, a smile in his voice.
I jerked my gaze from his erection to his eyes. “You’re even hotter than I remember.” My lips were loose tonight. All of my thoughts were tumbling out.
He touched himself, curling a fist around his length. “Did you think about my body?”
“Of course,” I said. “I tried not to, but…”
He took a step towards the bed. “I thought about you,” he said.
“I know,” I replied, because that was obvious. “I know you thought about my pussy.”
“Not just your cunt,” he said. “Though I did think about that too. I thought about your hips and your thighs and your perfect tits.” His gaze raked over me. “I thought about your shoulders. Your collarbone. Your neck.” He paused. “I thought about your eyes. Your smile.”
I stared. “My smile?” I asked. “I don’t smile around you.”
“I know you don’t,” he said. “But once or twice, you let it slip. It’s so rare, I always feel like I’m seeing something I shouldn’t. Your smile is —” he cut himself off, shaking his head.
My heart was racing. I could hear my heartbeat in my ears. “My smile is what?” I asked.
“Nothing.” His voice had grown a shade sharper. “We’re not here to chat.” He knelt on the bed, grabbed my knees, and yanked them apart, so my legs were spread, exposing the most private and secret parts of my body. “I missed seeing this,” he said, and touched me gently. A second later, he held up his fingers, showing me that they were slightly shiny with my arousal.
I blushed. I was always embarrassed about how quick I got wet around Jordan.
But he seemed to love it. Holding my gaze, he slid the fingers into his mouth.
I stared, frozen.
“Fuck,” he said, taking the fingers out of his mouth. “I need to eat you. I need it right now.”
I didn’t get a chance to react. He curled his hands around my thighs and pulled me closer to him, and the next thing I knew, his head was buried between my legs. He started slowly, the way he always did. A tongue against my entrance, sliding up and down, tasting my wetness. Then he brushed his mouth over my clit, just teasing it.
I always appreciated how he started out slowly and ramped up the sensation later, but in that moment, I was so turned on, I didn’t think I could handle the anticipation.
“I need more,” I said, my breathing unsteady. “Please, just…”
“Just what?” He looked up at me. The sight of his head between my thighs always made my stomach flip.
I squeezed my eyes shut so the view wouldn’t overwhelm me. “Just shove your tongue inside me.”
I thought he’d refuse and keep teasing me, just to piss me off. Instead, he obeyed my request. He slid his wet tongue inside me and my entire body tightened, a moan escaping me.
“Oh god,” I said. “Jordan —”
He thrust his tongue inside me relentlessly, and just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he pulled his tongue out and started to kiss my clit. I felt my skin grow hotter and hotter with each caress of his lips. Sweat formed on my neck and hairline as he flicked his tongue ever so gently over the sensitive nub.
I could feel the orgasm coming towards me like a train at full speed. I was going to crash. It had been too long, and now —
Jordan pulled away. It took me a moment to realize he’d let go of my legs, and was now kneeling on the bed, looking down at me with an evil sort of triumph.
“Wh—why did you stop?” I sounded petulant.
He grinned, and it looked savage in the darkness. “I want to keep you needy,” he said. “Move back.”
He got me to lie down with my head resting against pillows by the headboard of my bed. I wasn’t sure what was happening, until he moved closer, holding himself over my chest, each of his strong legs resting on either side of my body.
