“C’mere,” he said, reaching down and pulling her into his arms. He picked her up, hauled her body up, and pressed her tight to his front while he lowered her onto the bed. This time her descent to the bed was gentler than the first. She liked gentle as much as she liked being manhandled.
“Kiss me,” Steve told her, eyes on her face. Jordyn tilted her head and shivered the moment their lips touched. This kiss was like no other kiss she had ever been given. This kiss was fire incarnate. Jordyn forgot herself, lost herself to the kiss, eagerly exploring his mouth as Steve slid a hand behind her back and unhooked her bra. He tossed her bra to the side, and broke their kiss to lean down and capture one of her nipples in his mouth.
“Oh!” Jordyn cried out and he paused, eyes snapping to her face in surprise. Jordyn’s mouth was open and she had, she knew, a look of downright shock on her face.
“Are you okay?” he wondered, watching her closely. “We can stop.” He made to move off of her but she reached out grabbing and holding him where he was.
Jordyn gave a quick jerk of her head and did her best to wipe the look of surprise off her face. “No! I mean,” she swallowed hard and cupped his face in her hands, thumbs smoothing over his cheeks. “I’m fine. I was just, ah, surprised,” she finished, weakly.
Steve hesitated, but then gave her a nod. “Talk to me if it’s too much,” he murmured, lips already against her skin again. “We can stop. Whenever you want.”
“Yeah, okay,” she gasped when he took her nipple back into his mouth and gave it a gentle tug with his teeth. The sting of it was soothed by a lave of his tongue. “For sure.” Jordyn's fingers dug into his back, and she was positively shaking when he mimicked his ministrations on her other breast. Sliding a hand down between her legs, he cupped his palm against her, the heel of his hand pushing against her clit in a way that had her moaning.
“Is that good for you?” he asked, continuing to rub his hand against her clit. Her hips shot up to meet his hand and she groaned in pleasure.
“Yes, that’s perfect.” Her hips moved again, this time in a jerk as she chased more pressure, more pleasure. Her movement wasn’t gentle, and Jordyn arched her hips, pressing herself into his hand. Steve’s fingers rubbed tantalizing circles against her, the thin fabric of her underwear the only thing between them. She wanted it gone, wanted him to rip her underwear off and touch her with nothing between them. The graze of his teeth against her nipple made her cry out in pleasure as Steve continued to rub her clit with increasing pressure. And just when she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, he slipped his hand from her now damp panties and hooked his thumbs into the waistband.
“Too many clothes. These have to go,” he murmured, and even though she only wore a pair of panties, she had to agree with him. Jordyn raised her hips to help him wiggle them off. He pulled her panties off and dropped them off the side of the bed before his hands went to her thighs. He pulled them apart, a leg on either side of his shoulders as he settled himself between her thighs. Jordyn squeezed her eyes shut and gripped the sheets beneath her at the feel of his body against hers with nothing between them.
“Steve,” she breathed when he added his mouth to the myriad of new sensations overtaking her body. His mouth was slowly peppering kisses along her thighs, and finally, down to her throbbing pussy. His fingers were thrusting in and out of her while he licked maddening circles on her clit.
All of it was pushing her closer to an edge she wanted to swan dive headfirst from, but for that to happen she needed more. She needed Steve, and she needed him inside of her in a way that wasn’t just his fingers and tongue. Fingers that were now scissoring back and forth, opening her up more. And god, that tongue, the way he was moving it across her was making it impossible to think. She’d had enough foreplay, she wanted sex. She wanted Steve’s dick, not his fingers, not his tongue, she needed him. All of him.
“Steve, fuck me,” Jordyn gasped, thrusting her hips up to meet his hand.
“Say it again and I will,” Steve smirked up at her from where he lay between her thighs, seeing the desperation in her eyes.
“Fuck me, Steve. Now,” she growled, and pulled his face toward hers for a messy kiss. The world could be falling down around her and she wouldn’t notice, not with his mouth on hers and his fingers buried in her.
“You want me to fuck you?” he asked her, his voice low.
“Yes! Please, please, fuck me,” she answered him, her voice pleading, needing. Steve pulled back from her. He kicked off his boxers and then leaned down off the side of the bed, grabbing his jeans. He rummaged in the pocket before he suddenly had a condom in his hand. Jordyn was taken by surprise when he flipped her onto her stomach and pulled her back until she was on her knees, her ass was pushed against his hard cock.
“You’re going to feel me tomorrow, Jordyn,” he told her, slipping the condom on, hastily, and pulling her hips toward him.
“Fucking dammit,” Jordyn moaned to herself, her face against the mattress. She wanted to have sex with him. God, she wanted to have sex with Steve, but not like this. It felt wrong to not even see his face for her first time. She would wonder what his beautiful face looked like when he climaxed, what it was like to stare into his eyes while he fucked into her. Jordyn had to see his face.
“Wait, Steve. Stop!” Jordyn pulled at the hand on her shoulder and tried to wiggle away, but he held her firm. His hands tensed on her hips and he went still as a statue, not moving forward an inch at her order to stop.
“Stop? Why?” Steve asked, sounding confused. “What’s wrong?”
“I want to see your face,” she said quietly, suddenly unsure of how he would respond. She knew he wasn’t happy with her asking him to stop. She could hear it in his voice, but he had told her to communicate so….here she was asking for what she needed.
Chapter Five
“You want to see my face?”He sounded even more confused now, and if she could have seen his expression, she would have seen a look that matched his tone.
“Please?” Jordyn tried.
Steve pulled back from Jordyn and rolled her over onto her back before he resettled himself between her legs.
“Better?” he asked her once she was looking up at him, and a wide smile spread over her face before she nodded.
“Much better,” Jordyn answered. She reached one hand up to caress his face gently, and he turned his face into her touch, eyes closing with a sigh. He pressed a kiss to her wrist, the simple gesturing seemingly pulled from him before he was aware of it, and he froze with his lips pressed to her skin. He opened his eyes, the couple staring at one another before he dropped her hand and looked away.
Clearing his throat, Steve caught her chin between his thumb and forefinger, tipping her head back to look up at him. “Put me in you.”
“Yes,” she said in reply, even though it hadn’t been a question at all. She moved her hands, reaching eagerly for the hard length pressed up against her belly. Her fingers wrapped around him and unable to stop herself, she gave him a teasing stroke.
