Chapter Three Jordan #2
I ran my hand down my stomach. “So you’re saying you want to hear about the way I’d touch my dick if I was in there? Because that’s what I’d do if I was in a bath. I’d be fucking stroking it, Maya.”
Her skin turned red. “What would you be thinking about?”
“You.”
Her brows shot up. “That’s what would be on your mind . . . me?”
“I’d be visualizing every inch of your naked body.
What you would taste like. What you would feel like while I was fucking you.
What you would sound like.” I ran my tongue over my teeth.
“I think you enjoy the fact that if I got you naked, I’d know exactly what to do to your body, reading your movements, listening to all the things it’s telling me. ”
“You mean, for a person who doesn’t listen.” She flicked her teeth over her bottom lip.
I shook my head and grinned. “It’s the only time I make an exception.”
“What if I’m different?” She shifted her weight. “What if I don’t enjoy what the others like? Then what? Mr. Cocky goes back to the drawing board?”
She thought she had me.
But she wasn’t even close.
I took a step toward her, gripping the back of my neck as I asked, “Were you born with a clit?”
She hadn’t stopped smiling since I’d arrived. That didn’t change now either. “Yes.”
“And a few inches below your clit, is there a hole that would fit my tongue if I slid it in just right?”
“Yes.” Her chest rose and stayed high.
“And if I crawled my fingers down a little bit lower, would those fingers hit your ass?”
She nodded.
I wondered if that ass was a virgin.
I would ask, but not yet.
I squeezed my neck to keep my hand far away from her. “Then I assure you, Maya, I will know just what to do with you and I will know just what you want.” I did a slow scan down her body. “When you’re ready for that taste, you let me know.”
Her arms dropped from her chest, falling to her sides. “What if I said right now?”
“You’re going to let me have you?” I paused. “Right this second?”
“Yes.”
I didn’t touch her, but fuck, I was tempted. I just didn’t want to influence her when I said, “You’re sure?”
Maya seemed more like the type who, before she spread her legs for any man, needed the commitment of a relationship. I wasn’t giving her that. Shit, I didn’t even know how to do that.
“If you’re going to do to me what you’ve said, then there’s no better way to escape my thoughts than getting lost in you.”
Words that made my dick even harder.
“How close do you live from here?” I inquired.
She looked around as though she needed to remind herself where she was. “I don’t know. About a mile, and all three of my roommates are home.” She laughed. “We’d have to be extra quiet—the walls are paper thin.”
I wouldn’t take her to my place. The questions would start once I brought her through my private entrance and up to my penthouse in the clouds. I preferred her knowing this side of me, not the side the public knew.
I didn’t have my wallet. Fuck, I didn’t even have my phone.
Where can I take her?
Where can I take her—
I reached for her fingers, and once her small hand was clasped within my large one, I took my first step. “Come with me.”
I kept the jog light—we weren’t going very far—and I weaved us around several benches and across a long bridge. At the end, I led us down a slim, narrow ladderlike structure that brought us to the dark underbelly of the bridge.
The few times I’d run in this area, I’d been the only one down here. I didn’t know whether people weren’t aware of the spot, or maybe it was too early to attract anyone. Whatever the case was, I needed to be fast—something I wasn’t good at. And we needed to be quiet—something I fucking hated.
Since the sun hadn’t fully risen, I brought her into a shadowy corner and positioned her back against one of the steel walls that supported the bridge.
She glanced at the peak over our heads and at the path behind me that passed in both directions. “Out of all places, this is where you picked?” Her smile hadn’t dimmed at all.
“I would have brought you into the park if I thought we would have more privacy there. But a couple of hedges aren’t going to block our bodies, and the open air is only going to make your voice carry, especially with how hard I plan to fuck you.
” When I’d escorted her to the metal wall, my hands had been on her waist. They stayed there, my fingers separating to touch more.
“Maya, now’s the time to back out if you’re going to. ”
“Why would I want to do that?”
“Because I’m about to pull down your shorts and lift you into my arms and fuck you against this wall. Right in public, where anyone walking by can see.”
She let out a small laugh. “Sounds like everything I’ve been dreaming of.”
“Tell me”—I moved in closer so there was hardly anything separating our bodies—“do those dreams involve me?”
“They have, yes.”
“And what do you think about?” I leaned in to her neck, needing to taste her skin before her lips. “Do you touch yourself while you’re having them?”
“Sometimes.”
“Show me where.”
Her hand moved between us and lowered. I watched the placement while I breathed her in, a scent that was a mix of green apple and lime.
I liked her smell.
I liked it way too fucking much.
The tips of her fingers landed at the base of her lower stomach.
“Show me that spot under your shorts, Maya.”
As my lips landed on the curve of her neck, she inhaled quickly. I kissed her there, lifting to then kiss below her jaw. By the third time my lips pressed down on her, she was finally moving beneath the elastic waist, the outline of her fingers visible through the tight material.
When she froze, I said, “Right there?”
“Yes.”
“And do you rub your clit? In a circle? Or do you finger yourself?”
She tilted her neck to give me more access. “Both.”
“Show me—no fingering, just touching. I don’t want anything inside your pussy unless it’s me.”
She released a breath as she took her first rotation, and I made my way across her throat and over her jaw and past her cheek, locking our eyes as I hovered over her lips. “Does that feel good?”
She nodded.
“Give me those fingers, Maya. I want to smell them.”
She slowly brought them up to my face, and I rubbed my nose across the tips.
“Just what I thought”—I inhaled, deeply—“perfection.” I surrounded her pointer finger with my tongue and licked the pad, along with her nail, before releasing it.
“If I had more time and I knew we wouldn’t get interrupted, what I just did to your finger, I’d do to your clit. ”
“Next time.”
That was never part of my agenda when I was with a woman. There was never a next, just a now.
I checked the area around us. When I didn’t see anybody, I moved her shorts past her hips. “No panties?” For the amount of time I spent staring at her ass, I would have seen the lines and never did.
“They move too much when I’m running—so no, I don’t wear them.”
Words that only added to my fantasy.
I let the shorts fall to her ankles and took a quick glance down.
I just needed to see her. The bareness, the beautifulness.
Once I got that view, my dick fucking screamed to be released.
“Step out of the shorts.” As she did, I rubbed my thumb over her pussy.
“You’re already so fucking wet.” I couldn’t wait to feel that wetness on my cock, to have her tightening around me, to have my ears filled with her sounds.
She wrapped an arm around my shoulders, the other hand cupping my dick. “And you’re hard.”
“I’ve been hard all morning thinking about you. Running like this is a real bitch.”
“Good thing you won’t have to any longer.”
I pulled her thigh up to my waist and began to bend it around me as a thought trickled into my mind. A thought that made me freeze. “Fuck.”
“What?”
“I don’t have a condom. I keep one in my wallet, and I don’t have it with me.” I rested my forehead against hers. “Goddamn it.” And here I was, worried about finding a place where we wouldn’t get caught. It hadn’t even occurred to me that I was missing one of the most important steps.
“I have an IUD, Jordan.”
I pulled back to look at her.
“And I’m clean,” she said. “Are you?”
I huffed. “Extremely.”
“Then let’s make an exception.”
An exception I never made.
But I still responded, “Don’t tease me, Maya.”
“I’m not.” She traced my hard-on, back and forth, her touch far lighter than a pump. “The chance of me getting pregnant is beyond slim—I can give you the stats. I happen to know them.” She laughed. “I’ve been tested, and all is good there.”
I lifted her into my arms and placed her pussy over the bulge in my shorts. “Same.”
She held our mouths close together. “Then fuck me.”