Page 24 of A Suite Temptation


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Hurrying from the room, Chloe retrieved her leather tote from the living space. She carried it back in one hand, while in the other she held the strip of condoms she’d stuffed into the side pocket. “If you don’t mind, I will insist that we use these. It’s not that I don’t trust you, but I know where these have been. No offence intended.”

“None taken. It pays to be careful.”

They stood staring at one another for a long minute, while Chloe racked her brains trying to figure out the best way to get this all back on track. She’d taken them off on a side road and now feared the mood had shifted.

Her relief was palpable when Jordan gently took the condoms out of her hand and lay them on the bed. “Come here, you.” She did as she was told, accepting his soft kiss, then leaning in as the embrace deepened and he speared his tongue into her mouth.

He seemed to know exactly the right thing to do with her, how to handle her dotted thoughts and bring them back to where they should be—with him, with them. In this moment.

The kiss was the tonic she needed. A calming balm. A place where she could find herself.

“Are you back with me?” he asked.

“Yes. Sorry, just …”

“Don’t worry, I will take good care of you. But first things first, I would like your lips on me.”

Chloe toyed with Jordan’s dark green cashmere sweater. “Still rocking the preppy boy look. It’s hot and this color matches your eyes.”

Jordan traced a blazing trail of kisses up her neck and whispered in her ear, “This preppy boy got kicked out of all the good schools.” He took a step back, throwing off the sweater, and the T-shirt underneath. His fingers rested on the button of his jeans. “I might be a reformed bad boy, but for you, I can be as dirty as you want.”

Jordan Royal was just what Chloe wanted. He didn’t tell her how to behave. How she should feel. Her pleasure was all hers to claim.

Settling on the edge of the chair, Chloe spread her legs. The sharp heels of her boots claiming purchase in the highly polished parquetry. Jordan kicked off his boots and slipped out of his jeans. He had just reached for the waistband on his briefs, when she gave him a disapproving “tut-tut,” for his troubles. Her curled finger beckoned him over. “Don’t spoil the surprise for me.”

A grinning Jordan took a step toward her, and Chloe’s pulse kicked up another notch. With his every step, her hunger grew. When he finally stood in front of her, Jordan brushed his hand over Chloe’s hair. “I’m all yours, do with me as you wish.”

The tip of her finger traced along the edge of his waistband. Chloe smiled as the bulge in the front of Jordan’s briefs grew larger, straining against the seam. Lust coursed through her body. The time for playful sex talk was over.

Gripping the side of his briefs, she tugged them down. Jordan’s erection sprang free and slapped against his stomach. The pleasing sound had a pulse throbbing in her sex. His cock was everything she’d hoped it would be, big and thick. She couldn’t wait to taste him. She licked her lips.

Now this is what I have been hungry for all evening.

He shuddered as she bent her head and ran her tongue along the length of him. When she reached the head of his cock, she placed a gentle kiss on the tip before opening her lips and taking several inches of it into her mouth. She breathed in and took him deeper. He settled his hand on the top of her hair. It rested there for a moment, but when she drew back, sucking hard, his grip firmed. “Fuck,” he growled.

It was all the encouragement she needed. Chloe set to her task with relish, licking and teasing him. Her hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, and she began to stroke up and down. In the quiet of the room, the only sound was Jordan’s labored breaths as she pleasured him with her hands and mouth.

She loved doing this to him, giving Jordan exactly what he desired. She’d always found oral sex to be a more intimate act than intercourse. There was a degree of trust involved, which made the connection stronger. The fact that she was still in her pink bra and panty set and high heeled black boots only served to heighten the experience. Giving him pleasure had her nipples hard and her sex begging for his wicked attention.

She worked him hard, right to the point where she sensed he was getting close to the end, then she backed off. There was a moment when she released him entirely from her ministrations, but when Jordan took a half step back, she commanded him to return, saying, “I’m the one who will tell you when you’re done.”

He returned, and as she took the head of his cock into her mouth once more and drew back hard, he murmured. “I have a feeling you are going to make me beg before tonight is over.”

Damn right she was.

CHAPTERELEVEN

If he hadn’t been a fan of hers before tonight, he was now. Jordan stood naked, his hand fisting her hair while she worked his cock in and out of her mouth. He’d heard the urban legends about singers having great tongue and breathing control, he now knew them to be true. This woman, seated in front of him, wearing an outfit worthy of a wet dream, was slowly tearing all his walls down. Her deep-throat skills were the sort he hadn’t thought possible.

He was getting close to a mind blowing climax, his brain completely sex addled. She’d brought him to this same point four times already and each time she had left him teetering on the edge until his blood and mind had cleared. But fifth time might not be the charm. He was only a mere mortal.

“I don’t think I can hold out if we keep going. And I really want to be … fuck.” Struggling for control, Jordan gritted his teeth. “Chloe, please.”

Achievement level unlocked. She had reduced him to a state of begging. His cock came free of her lips with a pop, and Jordan winced. He dared not touch himself, fearing that even the slightest brush of his hand could tip him over.

Chloe, the dark haired temptress, sat back in the chair and offered him a self-satisfied grin. “I’ll give you a minute to regain your sanity before we see how close I can get you next time.”

Jordan shook his head. He was done. “No. I’m right on the edge, and I want to be inside you when I fall.”

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