11. Huxley
HUXLEY
J ordan has officially been living up here on the mountain with me for a little over a month now.
The growth I’ve seen in her is incredible, not only in her confidence but in her own identity.
My woman never got the chance to discover her interests, but since she’s been here, Jordan has learned and experimented with a lot of different things.
Not only does she have a knack for gardening, but thanks to the fancy satellite Wi-Fi Wilder had installed for his woman, Ari, Jordan is now enrolled in online classes. Just a few so she can see what she likes, but I couldn’t be prouder of her for jumping in with both feet.
A smile spreads across my face when I remember that afternoon I took her to the pond, and she got her first real taste of freedom and confidence.
“What’s got you smiling so big?” Jordan asks as she comes onto the front porch to greet me after a long day working on more framework for future housing structures.
It’s hard, backbreaking labor, but when I see my gorgeous woman smiling at me, those green eyes sparkling as the wind tangles in her hair, I know I’m building our future. Literally.
“You, of course,” I answer easily, stepping beside her on the porch.
I wrap my arms around Jordan and pull her in for a kiss. Like always, I get lost in everything she’s offering me. I’m nearly ready to strip her naked and bend her over the railing, but she pulls away. I grunt in disapproval, which only makes her roll her lovely green eyes.
“We’re not as alone as you may think,” she says, tipping her head toward Cassian’s cabin, where he’s walking out the door.
I reluctantly let her go, though I keep an arm wrapped around her waist. “Where are you off to?” I call out to Cassian.
He trudges a few steps closer to our cabin before answering. “Worksite.”
Classic one-word response.
“A bit late to be starting on anything. Do you have enough light?”
Cassian waves away my concern. “I’m not starting anything. I’m going to see who’s been camping out during the nights in our buildings. I know we have a squatter.”
He continues to grumble to himself about the intruder, and I let him go. Cass is going to do whatever he’s going to do, and if this gives him something else to focus on, great.
“So… where were we?” I ask, turning back to Jordan and nuzzling into the side of her neck.
“About to go inside so we don’t give anyone a show,” she sasses.
I give her a quick kiss on the cheek, then smack her ass, making her gasp. “Let’s get inside then, baby.”
As soon as the door closes behind us, I pin Jordan to the wall and devour her sexy little mouth.
Her arms automatically go around my neck, and I grab her ass, squeezing her perfect cheeks and pressing her into me.
I pull back and rip her shirt in two, unwilling to wait for her to take it off.
I think she’ll be upset, but she bites her lip instead, and fire sparks in her eyes.
“You’re gonna pay for that,” she says sassily. I love seeing more of this side of her.
“Promise?”
She laughs, but it turns into a moan as I yank the cup of her bra down and suck her nipple.
"Take this off," she demands, tugging at my shirt.
I step back to pull it over my head, and she gets to work on my pants after she removes her bra. I kick off my boots and yank my jeans down my legs before sliding her yoga pants and panties off her smooth, toned legs.
Not wasting another second, I back Jordan against the wall again and lift her by her ass. She wraps her legs around me and grips my shoulders. I dip my head into her neck and kiss her pulse point, nibbling and licking away the sting.
“Are you wet for me, baby? Ready for me to fuck you right here against this wall?”
“God, yes,” she groans.
I slide my aching cock up and down her slit, not penetrating her, just spreading her sweet honey all over. I bump her clit with the head of my cock, and she moans. I repeat the motion again and again until she’s shaking.
“Huxley, please, please , I need you inside me.”
I chuckle. “Patience, baby girl.”
I lean down and suck on her nipple, first one and then the other, all while continuing to stroke her throbbing pussy with my dick.
When she tenses, I back off.
“No!” she yells in frustration. “I’m so close!”
Without warning, I slam into her, burying myself to the hilt.
She fucking comes as soon as I’m inside her.
“Ah! Fuck! Huxley…”
Her hips buck, pushing me impossibly deeper into her sweet cunt. The velvet walls of her pussy squeeze and pulse against me, and it’s fucking amazing.
“God, Jordan, I love your pussy. So perfect.”
I can’t wait any longer. She’s riding out the last of her orgasm, but I have to move, or I may literally die. I pull out and push back in, again and again, rubbing her over-sensitized clit with each thrust.
“Ah, ah, ah, oh fuck!”
She makes these hot little sounds every time I hit her clit. Her ankles cross behind my back, and she digs her heels into me, urging me deeper. Her nails dig into my biceps as she throws her head back against the wall.
“Careful, love, you’re going to hurt yourself,” I chuckle.
She parts her lips to say something, but I slam my mouth on hers, swallowing her reply.
I speed up, fucking her hard and fast against the wall, sweat dripping off my forehead onto her chest. I stare as one drop of sweat makes its way between the valley of her gorgeous tits. Dipping my head, I lick it up before sucking on her breasts and flicking her nipple with my tongue.
“Yes! God, Huxley…”
“I’m coming, baby girl, come with me. I want to feel you gush all over me.”
Her muscles tense, and she pulls me closer by digging her heels into my back. She bites into the skin on my shoulder, and I roar with pain and pleasure.
Jordan’s body bucks against me, and her pussy clamps down on my cock, releasing the first wave of her orgasm. It's so tight, spasming and contracting around me. I can't hold back. I throw my head back and shoot my cum so forcefully into her tight pussy I think I might pass out.
I rest my head on her shoulder, panting and coming down from that incredible high. My legs shake, and I carefully slide us to the floor. We lie in a tangled heap of limbs and sweat.
“That was the best way to come home after a long day at work,” I say once we’ve caught our breath.
Jordan snorts out the cutest little laugh, rolling over so we’re face to face. The joy in her eyes melts my heart, and I know I want to make her look at me this way forever.
“I love you, Huxley,” she says softly, almost as if she can read my thoughts.
“I love you more, my beautiful Jordan.”
“I love you mo–” Jordan’s rebuttal is cut off by my yawn.
I chuckle and pull her down on top of me, snuggling up with my woman in my arms.
I don’t know how the hell I got so lucky, but I vow never to take this moment, this woman, this life for granted. She’s my reason for breathing, and soon, I hope we’ll have a big family to share our love with. In the meantime, I’ll enjoy every second with my precious girl.