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“Jordan,” she sobbed. He wasn’t leaving, he was here.
Please don’t ever leave me. Please.
They’d have to talk things over, but right now, being with him was all that mattered. Touching. Skin on skin. She would remind Jordan just how good they were together.
Chloe’s loose leisure pants were no match for Jordan’s skillful fingers. He slid them down her hips, and then went for her underwear. As soon as she was naked below the waist, he lifted her onto the table and lay her down, spreading her legs open. Her heart was racing as she stared up at the ceiling, her sex throbbing with anticipation of what was to come next. God, she had missed this man.
There was a scraping sound as a chair was pulled into place, and Jordan sat down.
“I haven’t had a bite since lunch, are you going to let me taste you Chloe? Actually scrub that, forget I asked. I’m a greedy boy so I’m just going to go ahead and eat you out.”
Oh god. Yes. Yes.
His hot breath blew on her clit, sending shivers down her spine. When the tip of his tongue flicked over her pleasure bud, Chloe’s back arched off the table. He rose from the chair, burying his face into her sex. She cried out. “Jordan!” It was too much. All too much. And then not enough.
The heady torture he inflicted on her with his tongue and mouth was exquisite. He fed on her like a man who’d been starved for days. For months. She grasped his hair in her hands and held on tight. He gave no mercy, not a moment to catch her breath. Up the mountain they raced, and right to the edge of climax. She was a sobbing, needy mess.
Only then did he spare her, drawing back to gaze down on her. A wicked, wolfish smile set on his glistening lips. “Oral or cock?”
Her scattered mind struggled for words. But she knew what she wanted. What she craved. “Cock. All of it, deep and hard. No mercy.”
Chloe barely had time to draw breath as Jordan rolled a condom on, then grabbing her by the hips pulled her to the edge of the table. Lifting her legs, he placed them either side of his head, then pushed his cock slowly into her.Oh yes.This was so much better than trying to talk. Their bodies knew how to communicate.
“I’ve missed this pussy. My pussy,” he growled.
He went gentle and slow at first, giving her the chance to become accustomed to the depth and position of his erection. But the second she whispered, “Now. Please, Jordan,” he released his restraint and gave her everything.
As Jordan flicked his thumb over her clit, Chloe raced straight back up the mountain and over the edge. She fell into a deep chasm of pulsing orgasmic pleasure.
His hands gripped her flesh hard as he pounded her sex.Slap. Slap. Slap. She loved being ravished by this man. Taken. Branded. He finished in a flurry of hard, deep strokes then stilled. “Chloe I …” Jordan’s words trailed off.
She lay utterly spent on the table, but as her mind cleared her thoughts focused on what he’d said, or rather what he hadn’t said. Had he almost said the L word? Jordan was reluctant for them to go public, but he might well be ready to say he loved her.
Don’t risk it. You’ve just had a fight.
What would she do if he did say he loved her, and could she find the courage to finally speak those words to someone else and actually mean it? For her the word love had never meant what it did for most people. To her it had always been a form of manipulation.
He slowly withdrew from her body, then helped Chloe to sit upright. While she dressed, Jordan disappeared into one of the nearby bathrooms to deal with the condom. When he returned, she steadied her nerves, ready to stop him from declaring his affections.
“I think you’re right. Let’s take things slowly. Now isn’t the time to be making rash decisions or offering up grand statements to each other.”
If he wasn’t ready to go public with their relationship, she didn’t want to hear those three little words. Words that would change everything. It all made perfect logical sense, but her heart still cried out.Tell him you love him. Don’t give him the chance to ever leave you.
His brows furrowed. She’d caught him off guard. “I’m sorry if any of what I said hurt you, I just think slow and steady is the best thing. We both have a lot on and forcing things might end up becoming a mistake.”
She shoved down her feelings of disappointment. In her mind’s eye she’d built this reunion up to be something much bigger. She’d expected a sweeping soundtrack and a room full of flowers, not an argument and hasty sex on the kitchen table.
Silly Chloe, when will you learn that life isn’t one of your love songs.
The urgent buzzing of a cell phone cut the air. Her sense of inadequacy only heightened when Jordan answered the call. “Jordan Royal.” He listened while whoever was on the other end of the line spoke. “Now? It’s late.” More listening. “Ok, yes, I’m on my way.” He hung up the call, and Chloe braced herself.
“That was the head contractor at the resort. He needs to go over the final work at the beachside café tonight so it can be signed off for completion.”
He’d fucked her, and now he was leaving. She could handle almost anything, but not abandonment. This was not how their story was meant to be playing out. Jordan should be staying. Sleeping in her bed and making slow wonderful love to her in the morning. Not slinking off into the night while her body was still thrumming from his touch.
If he doesn’t want to be here, then I can’t make him stay.
Her heart and mind were still in a whirl, as Chloe moved to the front door. She opened it then stood back, resisting the temptation to usher him out.
