Chapter 12
The elevator hums softly as it ascends, encasing us in a bubble of anticipation. Jermaine”s gaze lingers on me, heavy and intense, making my heart race.
I can”t help but return his stare, my thoughts drifting back to our dinner. The way he looked at me, the way he listened, it all felt so...right.
As the elevator climbs higher, the tension between us grows palpable. I can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it”s taking every ounce of self-control not to close the distance between us.
Jermaine breaks the silence, his voice low and husky. ”So, how do you want to do this?”
”What are my options?” I bite my lower lip, my eyes never leaving his.
”Slow and sensual,” he says, pausing for a moment before continuing, ”or fucked until we can”t fuck no more.”
I take a step closer, my body swaying with the rhythm of the elevator. ”It”s been a minute,” I tell him, my voice barely above a whisper. ”So, I need both.”
”Fuck...” His gaze darkens, desire flashing in his eyes.
Jermaine lets out a low growl. In one swift movement, he cups my face, pulling me to him. Our lips crash together in a kiss that”s both tender and demanding. It”s been years since I”ve felt his lips on mine, and the sensation is intoxicating.
His hands roam my body, exploring every curve as if trying to memorize my shape. I moan into his mouth, running my hands up his chest, feeling the power beneath my fingertips.
The elevator dings, signaling our arrival, but neither of us makes a move to break the kiss.
Finally, we pull apart, both of us breathless and flushed.
His eyes are dark with lust, and I can see the desire etched across his face.
”Welcome” he says, his voice thick with emotion.
I smile, my heart pounding in my chest. ”I can”t wait to see what you have in store for me.”
Jermaine grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. ”Oh, trust me, Londyn. You”re in for a wild ride.”
As we step into the penthouse, I can”t help but feel a sense of excitement and trepidation. I know that tonight will change everything, and I”m ready to embrace whatever comes next.
The penthouse is sleek and modern, with floor-to-ceiling windows that offer breathtaking views of the city. But all I can focus on is Jermaine, his presence commanding my full attention.
He leads me to the living room, where a fire crackles in the fireplace. The soft glow of the flames casts shadows across his face, making him look even more handsome.
Jermaine moves across the room, his presence commanding my full attention. He finds a remote and presses play.
Soft RB music surrounds me, the sensual rhythm setting the mood. My heart races as I watch him, my body aching for his touch.
He faces me, his eyes dark with desire. ”What”s the safe word?”
I swallow, my pussy wet and ready for him. Memories of our intense sex life flood my mind. It was always safe and covered everything except including other people in our bed. Because he always said, ”No one should see and touch your beautiful body but me.”
Jermaine stalks towards me, his gaze burning into mine. He wraps a hand around my throat, applying just enough pressure as his thumb caresses my skin. He touches and teases me, refusing to continue until I give him the word.
”But I can”t think when you”re...,” I whisper, quivering with need.
”Want me to stop?” he asks, his voice low and husky.
”No.”
”Then give me a word, sweetheart.”
”Cowboys.”
Jermaine barks laughing. ”You”re fucking with me.”
I giggle, shaking my head. I know he has a love-hate relationship with the team.
”That”s my word.”
”Very well. Now, strip.”
His command sends a shiver down my spine. I hesitate for a moment, then slowly start to undress. My clothes fall to the floor one by one, revealing my naked body.
I stand before him, vulnerable and exposed.
His gaze devours me, his eyes lingering on my curves. He steps closer, his fingers tracing a path up my thigh. I gasp as he reaches my pussy, his touch sending waves of pleasure through my body.
”Fuck, you”re so wet,” he growls, his thumb circling my clit.
I moan, my legs trembling as he continues to tease me. I reach for his belt, desperate to feel him inside me. He stops me, shaking his head.
”Not yet,” he says, his voice thick with lust. ”I want to taste you first.”
Jermaine drops to his knees, his mouth hovering just above my pussy. I can feel his breath on my skin, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. He licks and sucks, his tongue exploring every inch of me. I cry out, my hands gripping his hair as I surrender to the pleasure.
”Fuck, Jermaine,” I moan, my back pressed against the wall in his living room. The heat from the fireplace warms my skin, but it”s nothing compared to the fire he ignites within me.
He takes his time, savoring every moment. His tongue circles my clit, teasing and tormenting me. I buck my hips, desperate for more. He chuckles, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through my body.
”You like that, baby?” he asks, his voice low and husky.
”Yes,” I gasp, my breath hitching as he slips a finger inside me. ”More. I need more.”
He obliges, adding a second finger. He curls them, hitting that sweet spot deep within me. I cry out, my legs trembling as I struggle to stay upright.
Jermaine”s free hand wanders, his fingers brushing against the opening of my ass. I tense, my body unused to the sensation. He senses my hesitation and pulls back, focusing on my clit once more.
”Relax, baby,” he whispers, his breath hot against my skin. ”I”ll take care of you.”
I nod, my body surrendering to his touch. He slowly presses his thumb against my ass, applying just enough pressure to send a jolt of pleasure through my body. I moan, my hips bucking as I ride his face.
”Jermaine...,” I moan, my body trembling on the edge of release.
”That”s it, baby,” he growls, his fingers working in tandem with his tongue. ”Come for me, sweetheart.”
I scream as my orgasm crashes over me, my body convulsing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over me. Jermaine doesn”t stop, his tongue and fingers relentless as they coax every last ounce of pleasure from my body.
As I come down from my high, Jermaine pulls back, a satisfied smirk on his face. ”Still on the pill?” he asks, his voice thick with lust.
I nod, my breath still coming in gasps. ”Yes.”
He grins, his eyes dark with desire. ”Good.”
In one swift movement, he stands, lifting me off the ground as if I weighed nothing. I wrap my legs around his waist, my arms encircling his neck. He carries me to the couch, gently laying me down.
Jermaine strips off his clothes, revealing his toned, muscular body. I lick my lips, my eyes drawn to his cock. He”s hard and ready with his dick standing at attention.
I wrap my hand around Jermaine”s hard cock, feeling the heat and power of it pulsing in my grip. I guide the head to my lips, teasing him with a flick of my tongue before taking him in my mouth. His groan fills the room as I suck him deeper, my fingers digging into his hips.
The taste of him is intoxicating, a mix of salt and musk that makes my pussy throb with need. I want to please him the way he pleased me, to make him lose control the way I did. I take him deeper, my throat relaxing as I swallow around him.
Jermaine”s hands find my hair, tangling in the dreads as he guides my movements. His hips thrust forward, fucking my mouth with a desperate rhythm that makes my clit ache. I moan around him, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.
I can feel his dick swelling in my mouth, the veins standing out as he gets closer to the edge. I want to make him come, to taste his release on my tongue.
But he has other plans.
With a growl, Jermaine pulls out of my mouth, his cock glistening with my saliva. He looks down at me, his eyes dark with lust and something else.
Something softer, more vulnerable.
Without another word, Jermaine lifts me off the couch, his hands gripping my ass as he carries me to the bedroom. He lays me down on the bed, his body covering mine as he kisses me deeply.
I can feel his cock pressing against my entrance, the heat of it making me squirm with anticipation. He teases me, rubbing the head against my clit before sliding inside me in one smooth thrust.
”Fuck,” we both moan in unison.
Jermaine starts to move, his hips rocking against mine as he fills me completely. I can feel every inch of him, the way he stretches me and hits all the right spots. I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him deeper.
He obliges, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as he loses himself in the rhythm. I can feel another orgasm building, the pressure building in my core as I get closer and closer again.
Jermaine must sense it too, because he reaches between us, his thumb finding my clit and rubbing it in tight circles. I cry out, my body shaking uncontrollably in his arms.
He follows me over the edge, his cock pulsing inside me as he fills me with his release. We lay there, panting and sweaty, our bodies entwined as we catch our breath.
Jermaine”s strong arms encircle me, pulling me close against his muscular chest. I can feel the heat radiating off his body, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
I lay my head on his shoulder, feeling a mix of emotions wash over me. I”m happy, content, but there”s also a hint of insecurity.
My body has changed since we last saw each other, and I wonder if he”s noticed.
”Hey,” Jermaine says, his voice low and husky. ”What”s going on in that head of yours?”
I hesitate for a moment before answering. ”It”s nothing,” I say, trying to brush it off.
But Jermaine isn”t having it. He rolls over onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow so he can look at me. ”Come on, Londyn. You know you can tell me anything.”
I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. ”It”s just...I don”t know. I feel like I”m not the same person I was when we were together before. My body has changed, and I don”t know if you...if you still find me attractive.”
Jermaine”s eyes soften. ”Londyn, you”re more beautiful now than you ever were before. And trust me, I have no problem with your body.”
He leans in to kiss me, and I can feel the passion in his lips. His hand moves down to my waist, and he pulls me closer, so our bodies are pressed tightly together. I can feel his hardness against my stomach, and it sends a jolt of desire through me.
Jermaine breaks the kiss and looks into my eyes. ”Does this feel like I have a problem with your body?” he asks, his voice thick with desire.
I shake my head, unable to speak. He takes my hand and wraps it around his hardness, and I can feel the heat radiating off him. He groans as I start to stroke him, and it sends a thrill through me.
”Fuck, Londyn,” he says, his voice ragged. ”You have no idea what you do to me.”
He leans in to kiss me again, and this time it”s more urgent. Our tongues dance together as our hands explore each other”s bodies. I can feel the tension building between us, and I know we”re both on the edge.
Jermaine rolls on top of me, his body pinning me to the bed. He starts to kiss my neck, and I can feel his hot breath against my skin. His hands move down to my breasts, and he starts to massage them gently. I moan as he pinches my nipples, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.
”You like that?” he asks, his voice low and husky.
I nod, unable to speak. He moves his hand down to my clit, and starts to rub it in slow circles. I can feel the tension building inside me, and I know I”m close to the edge.
”Jermaine,” I moan, my voice barely above a whisper. ”I”m going to come.”
He increases the pressure, and I can feel myself starting to lose control. My body convulses as the orgasm washes over me, and I cry out in pleasure.
He doesn”t stop, though. He keeps rubbing my clit, prolonging the orgasm until I”m begging him to stop. When I finally come down from the high, I”m panting and sweating, my body spent.
Jermaine leans in to kiss me again, and I can taste myself on his lips. It”s intoxicating, and I can feel myself getting turned on all over again.
”You”re so fucking sexy,” he says, his voice low and husky. ”I could do this all night.”
He starts to kiss my neck again, and I can feel his hardness pressing against my thigh. I reach down to stroke him, and he groans in pleasure.
”Fuck, Londyn,” he says. ”I need to be inside you.”