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His hands go roaming down from my ass, to my cleft, and he sucks in a breath as his fingers touch my wetness. “Soaked through, Ains. You really want me.” His voice is low and husky, a thousand times sexier than I’ve ever heard it or dreamed it could be, and my knees are weak.
“I really want you,” I agree out loud, and let myself tug on the waistband of his boxers to pull them down.
Then it’s my turn to catch my breath, getting my hands on my best friend’s dick for the first time ever. It’s long. Thick. Perfect. My mouth waters. I open it to suggest that we stop playing around and get serious.
“On the bed, honey,” Jordan says to me. “I need a taste of this pussy.”
My knees completely go, and he has to maneuver me to the bed, backing me up to it and tipping me backward. He kneels between my legs, kicking his boxers off and unbuckling each sandal before slipping it off my foot. He does it tenderly, his cock bobbing with his movements, and tears come to my eyes, and I swear I feel my own moisture sliding down my thigh, I’m so wet. Then he looks into my eyes as he hooks his fingers into my panties and pulls them down over my hips.
I spend five seconds hoping he knows what he’s doing, this formerly-nerdy guy who once blushed at the thought of seeing anyone kiss, and then he presses a gentle kiss to my shaved mound and I stop thinking at all.
I just feel.
“So beautiful,” he says in that low growly voice that’s making me crazy for him. “Your pussy’s so gorgeous, Ainsley, all pink and slick and juicy.” He spreads my lips apart with his fingers, and then strokes right over my little button, with the perfect light pressure. “Oh yes. You’re ready.”
I make some incoherent noise, and then I fucking lose my mind because his tongue is on me and I’m already so close, so close. I slide my hands into that lovely auburn hair of his and adjust his position a tiny bit, and oh fuck yes hell yes right there oh please don’t stop…
He doesn’t stop until I come down, and then he kisses my mouth. “Condom?”
“Pill. And you know that, Jordan, don’t slow down now!”
“You want me now?” he says, lazily, although I can feel how rock-hard he is against my thigh.
“Right now,” I pant. “You and me. Bare.”
“No going back,” he warns me.
I take his face in my hands as he lines up his beautiful cock with my weeping slit. “Never going back.”
He’s right, there’s no going back. Ah, the feel of him, all slick and velvety-soft over steel against my inner channel. The feel of his hard chest against mine, the feel of his tongue on my nipples, the little moans he makes, the way I feel both completely invaded and totally safe. The sound of him saying such beautifully raunchy things to me. The way his eyes glow in the low light, the way his eyes roll back when I squeeze him with my inner muscles. The feel of him moving inside me, hitting that good spot, making me thrash and moan and clutch and beg. Making me reach a high place of nothing but pleasure, where I am not alone, we’re together in that pleasure, together like we’ve always been but more so, so much more so.
So alive. So grateful.
This changes everything.
