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Jordanlovedeating her out from behind. He said he loved having easy access to play with her ass, and it just provided such a hot and exposed visual.
He wasn’t wrong. He’d eaten her out in front of a mirror on several occasions so that Rayma could see what he saw, and it was really fucking hot.
Crouching down behind her, he pushed two fingers between her legs to where she was soaking wet for him. Those fingers explored her folds and wiggled across her clit.
She sucked in a breath when his tongue flicked her anus.
The man had a real dirty side to him. He loved ass play. Loved licking her ass, fingering it, fucking it—everything. And who was she to deny him what he liked when it made her scream her damn head off in the process.
Biting down hard on her bottom lip until she tasted blood, she pushed her backside into his face until his tongue probed her hole.
Those two fingers pushed up into her pussy and curled, pressing hard on her G-spot right away. Three years apart and he still knew exactly what made her tick. Knew how to take her from zero to sixty in mere seconds. She squeezed her muscles around him and ground down hard on his hand. His thumb wiggled back and forth over her clit and she gasped.
“I want …”
“Yes, baby. Anything.”
“I want you to suck my clit like a lollipop, Jordan.”
“Yes!” Since her pants were around her ankles, he helped her spin around. She’d kicked off her boots, so it was easy enough to just remove her pants and panties altogether.
Lifting her up, he plunked her butt on the cool stainless-steel workbench, spread her legs wide, then dove back in up to his ears, doing just as she asked and sucking on her clit like it was a fucking Tootsie Pop.
She detonated almost instantly.
Tearing off his knit cap, so she could shove her fingers into his hair, she tugged mercilessly on the strands until he grunted. But she didn’t care. She knew he liked the pain, knew he relished it and craved it. Just like she did.
Pressing her pussy harder against his face she held him in place and bucked against his mouth, prolonging her orgasm, intensifying it where she could and squeezing around his fingers when he pushed them back into her channel and pumped.
A strangled cry from the depths of her throat broke past her lips and she tipped her head back until it hit the wall of hung tools. But she didn’t care. The orgasm continued to unfurl and spread through her until even her fingers tingled with pleasure. She curled her toes atop his shoulders and circled her hips as he continued to suck on her clit.
Exhaling, she slumped and the ecstasy began to recede back toward her center. She released her death grip on Jordan’s hair and gently encouraged him to unlatch from her clit and come up for air.
With a final lick to her cleft that left her trembling, he lifted his head and gazed up at her with a wide, sexy smile, his lips glistening with her release. “Just like I remember. So fucking delicious.” He pulled his fingers free, then sucked them clean, which only made her body get hotter than it already was. “Shirt off,” he ordered. “I’ve missed those tits and need to suck those nipples like my life fucking depends on it.” He reached for the hem of her shirt. “Because it kind of actually does.”
Chuckling, she lifted her arms and allowed him to remove her long-sleeve navy sweater with the lacy cutouts along the sleeves. She was in nothing more than her black lace bra, but he made quick work of that, tossing it to the floor with the rest of her clothes.
“I always end up totally naked while you remain completely clothed,” she teased, her fingers falling to the buttons on his shirt. “Seems mighty unfair.”
“Unfair indeed,” he replied, cupping her breast and bringing his mouth to it and immediately sucking on a tight nipple.
With a moan, she kept working on his shirt buttons until the final one was free and she was able to slide the shirt off his broad shoulders. His skin was smooth and naturally tanned. A light dusting of chest hair that he hadn’t had before was sprinkled between his pecs and her pussy clenched at how sexy she found it.
He’d grown up in more ways than one since they were last together.
Once she’d divested him of his shirt, she went to work on his jeans. Once he was unzipped and unbuttoned, she shoved her hand down his pants and beneath his boxers, finding the silky head of his cock, covered in slippery precum. She gripped him in her palm and used her thumb to swirl the precum around, pulling a rough, rumbly groan from his chest. “Please tell me you have a condom,” she murmured, tilting her head to the side so he could have better access to her neck. His teeth scraped and his lips sucked while his thumbs and forefingers twisted her nipples.
“I don’t,” he groaned, regret in his tone.
“Me either.”
“I … I got tested last week. As soon as Laura moved out. I’m clean.”
Hope sparked inside of her. “Me, too. I have an IUD.”
He lifted his head from her neck and their eyes met. “We don’t have to if you don’t want to. I can just get you off again with my mouth. I can wait. I don’t want to push the no-condom thing so soon … not that I would ever push—”
“Shh,” she pressed the index finger of her free hand to his lips. “Stop talking, Lassie, and stick your dick in me already.”
