“Still so much to show you.” Steve winked before pushing her down to sit on the armrest. He knelt, running his hands up her legs and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her shorts, slowly tugging them down. Jordyn braced her hands on his shoulders and lifted her hips to help him get her shorts and panties off. She looked down and shivered when their eyes met, the man was on his knees in front of her. He smiled up at her and tossed aside her shorts. Putting a hand on either side of her legs, he nudged them apart, kissing his way up her leg.
“Holy shit,” Jordyn whispered. Steve slid his hands under her ass and pulled her toward him. He blew his breath out in a warm puff of air against her inner thighs and her eyes flew shut at the sensation. Steve continued to blow lightly on her skin, her closed eyes intensifying every sensation. Her heart raced at the first touch of Steve’s tongue to her skin, and she gasped when Steve nipped her thigh. She sighed, hands tightening on his shoulders when he followed it with a soothing lick.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured, turning his head into her, lips nearly touching her pussy.
“Steve,” she moaned when he dragged his tongue across her clit. God she wanted him to do that again, and she moved trying to scoot her hips closer to him.
“Has anyone ever done this for you, baby?” he asked before he kissed her again, tongue sliding up and over her clit once more.
“N-no,” Jordyn gasped. He slipped a finger inside her, pressing his tongue against her clit, moving it in quick, tiny circles. “It’s too much.” She squirmed, trying to push him away and close her thighs, but he nudged them back with his shoulder.
“Shh, relax. It’s okay just to feel this, Jordyn. Let me do this,” Steve crooned. She gave him a jerky nod, sucking in a deep breath when he dipped his head back down to her. “Lean back let me hold you up. I’m not going to let you fall.” He drummed her back gently with his free hand and hooked an arm behind her. She blushed and took a deep breath before leaning back, trusting him, giving him her weight to support.
His fingers squeezed her side and he moved in closer to her, mouth already back on her clit. “That’s it,” he whispered and lifted his eyes to take in the sight of her exposed to him as he knelt in front of her. “You’re beautiful, Jordyn.” He licked up her folds and she cried out, back arching.
“Oh my god. You’re amazing,” she exhaled. Steve hummed but said nothing and worked his fingers in and out of her. He continued to suck on her clit as he thrust into her. Steve was nothing if not thorough and, thankfully, he was going slower than before, taking his time and working his tongue into every part of her. Jordyn was grateful for him going slower, but just like last night she wanted more.
And she wanted it now.
Steve's lips sucked and pressed in between bouts of dipping inside her, and it was driving her crazy. Her hands went from his shoulders, her fingers stroking the back of his neck, and then to dragging across his scalp when another wave of pleasure hit her. Steve's fingers had found a sweet spot inside her that she hadn’t known existed. She wasn’t going to last long with him touching her like this, driving her closer to her orgasm with every thrust of his fingers. He moved, his tongue replacing his fingers and Jordyn wrapped her leg around him tighter, pulling him closer to her body. Faster and faster his thumb moved over her clit and soon she was chasing the movement with her hips, driving herself to find her orgasm. She started to shake, the leg over his shoulder pushing against him, her heel digging into his back.
“Steve…ahhh…” Her fingers dug into his shoulders, her hips grinding against him, pushing herself as close to his mouth and tongue as she was able. He continued to tongue her, not letting up while the force of her orgasm hit her like a steamroller, and she was grateful for the steady touch holding her up. She felt safe like this and she was able to enjoy the pleasure Steve had shown her. It was nice to feel safe and happy. So, so nice.
Chapter Eleven
Jordyn giggled,leaning back against his arm, and Steve felt her body go slack in his hold. He leaned his forehead against the top of her thigh, reaching a hand up to slide her leg off his shoulder. Her body was warm, a fine sheen of sweat on her skin, her scent was all around him and Steve inhaled deeply, committing the smell of her to memory. He would never forget the feel of her body under his hands; what she sounded like when it was his name she was yelling, an orgasm so sweet she couldn’t hold herself up wracking her body.
Jordyn had given him as good as she’d gotten. The woman had gone from shy to grinding on his face, and he had loved every second of it. She was responsive and eager, and that was all for him. He stifled a groan when he looked up and saw her body stretched so temptingly in front of him, her head thrown back, eyes closed, one hand over them, breathing hard. It was tempting to go to her, but there was still the matter of securing the door. His eyes shifted to the side, and he blew out a hard breath, staring at the door. He eased her back onto the couch and then he was moving. Standing and on his way to the door, wasting no time getting the chain jerked back into place. At least the door wouldn’t open more than a few inches before he was able to get the locks changed.
“Steve?” Jordyn called to him, sitting up from where she was laying on the couch. She pushed her hair back and held a hand out to him, beckoning him back towards her and away from the door.
“Take me to bed?” she asked, voice just above a whisper. He swallowed hard and pushed away from the door, slowly walking towards the woman who was looking at him like he was more than he felt.
Looking at him like he washome.
It was the first time he’d felt that way since the night he lost his family. And that was when he knew there was no way he was going to be able to give her up.
He could see the tops of Jordyn’s thighs and the full length of her legs dangling over the edge of the couch. The sight was mesmerizing. Steve blew out a long sigh while he stared at the girl on the couch. She was sweet, sweeter than she should be, far more open than he deserved. He could tell there was nothing fake, no fronts or airs with her. Everything Jordyn gave him was real.
She deserved better than waiting up for a guy like him to show at midnight. She also deserved better than a guy that would cheat on her. She fuck all didn’t deserve to have anyone breaking in her apartment, ex or not. If she didn’t want them there, they shouldn’t be there.
First thing in the morning, he’d change that lock. He wasn’t letting her ex near Jordyn again if he could help it. Just thinking of that perfect cookie-cutter blonde barging into her apartment early that morning set him on edge. Alex didn’t have any business touching Jordyn or being in her apartment, and he would never be with her. But he never had been.
At least, not really.
There was no way he had ever been from the way Jordyn went off for Steve—he liked knowing that she’d never been that sweet for her ex.
No one before him had ever done that, and the thought took root before he could stop it.Mine, he thought hazily to himself, his eyes following the lazy swing of Jordyn’s legs over the armrest.
“She’s mine,” Steve whispered to himself.
He pushed away from the door and pulled his shirt off, dropping it onto the floor on his way to her. He unbuckled his belt and shed his boots on the way over, hastily grabbing a condom from his back pocket before he kicked his jeans off.
“Steve?” Jordyn called, sitting up, and there he was, standing over her. Jordyn’s eyes lowered to his dick, which looked more than ready for her. Thick, long, and erect. He could tell she was about to ask him what he was going to do, but he preferred to show her, not talk. But he’d never been one for words, not when he could use his hands. Steve leaned down and gathered her against him, his hands pulling her tank top off in a fluid movement.
“You feel so good,” Steve whispered, kissing her neck and grinding his hips against her. His hands palmed her breasts while he kissed his way across her collarbone. Lower and lower he went until he caught one of her nipples in his mouth. Jordyn’s breath came out in a short gasp, the sound of it making Steve’s blood heat. He turned his head, tongue running over her nipple, his hands running up and down her sides for a moment before Jordyn whispered: “Bend me over the couch, Steve.”
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