Chapter 6
Courtney
This evening was turning out like nothing I’d planned. What started as a desperate need to escape my childhood home had become a snowed in fantasy with a gorgeous man.
It blew my mind that he didn’t see himself as hot because I couldn’t look at him without thinking all manner of dirty thoughts. While I was sure this was the worst ideas in a long line of bad ideas I’ve had in my life, I couldn’t bring myself to resist.
It had been way too long since I’d had fun so why not tonight? I’d been so wrapped up in my own head about this wedding and seeing my ex again that I hadn’t even considered that I’d meet someone.
My plan had been to attend, get it over with, then go about my life. The universe apparently had other plans as it placed this sweet, handsome man in my path.
Why not spend one night of indulgence without strings. We’d clearly go our own ways after. I didn’t even know where he lived, which was fine with me. After this weekend, I’d never see him again.
But tonight—tonight I wanted to see all of him.
I shifted closer and closed the gap between us. His eyes flared with excitement as he realized my intention. He opened his arms to allow me to lean into him, erasing all the space between our bodies until mine was flush against his.
Our mouths hovered close together and I felt his breath ghost against my lips. The anticipation thrummed in my veins. When was the last time that I looked so forward to a kiss?
But with Jordy it felt as if I was a teenager again, clinging helplessness to every moment just before our lips touched. Savoring the moments where we were just at the precipice of more but hadn’t yet crossed the threshold.
It was as if we were both holding back just slightly, enjoying the moments of anticipating the thrill before we fell fully into the moment. Jordy placed a hand on my cheek, anchoring me in place. Not that I wanted to go anywhere but towards this attentive man.
He claimed my lips in a kiss that shook me to my toes. I hadn’t been sure what to expect but he kissed with a confidence that thrilled me. His mouth claimed mine in a searing kiss that had my pulse racing.
His fingers tangled in my hair and I leaned into the touch, craving more. The wind whistled outside the window, icy pellets of snow hitting the panes, but inside we were burning up in a fire of our own creation.
Jordy nudged me down on the sofa until his strong body covered mine. I reveled in the feel of him over me, all strength and power. The sensations were nearly overwhelming and the realization that we had the entire night ahead of us had me buzzing with need.
There was something about Jordy that was different from other men I’d known. He had this unusual mix of kindness and confidence that made my pulse soar.
He nuzzled my neck with his lips. “What do you want?”
The question surprised me. I wasn’t used to my partners being so interested in my experience. I found I didn’t have an answer beyond wanting him—wanting to chase this feeling of being close. My skin burned with the need to have his hands on me.
“You.”
I felt his smile against my skin. He shifted his position so that I could feel his denim-clad arousal at my core. “You can have as much of me as you want. I just need to know how far you want this to go.”
“If we’re doing this, I want it all.”
He groaned at my response and ground his arousal more firmly until I was squirming with need. Somehow this felt like a first time all over again. Jordy surprised me at every turn.
He sat back on his knees, using the position to strip off his shirt and treat me to a view of the gorgeous planes of his sculpted chest. I ran a hand from his collarbone to his six pack abs, marveling at the perfect specimen of masculinity.
He tipped his head back to expose the column of his neck as I continued my exploration of his body.
Jordy leaned down to capture my mouth in another searing kiss before encouraging me to sit up so he could pull off my sweater. His eyes roamed over me and left a searing hunger in their wake. He reached behind me to expertly unclasp my bra with a single flick of his fingers. How was that so sexy?
He rested his hand on my waist, just above the button on my jeans. His eyes searched mine as if confirming my consent, which was sexy as hell. Jordy was so engaged in this moment and attentive to me that it almost felt like too much. For the first time in my life, I felt truly seen.
I shivered and he grinned at my reaction. He undid my jeans and sat back further to pull them off, along with my panties. He tossed them over the back of the couch and I was fully naked for him.
The fact that he was still partially clothed only amped up my desire. I wriggled impatiently, waiting for his next move. I was usually more assertive in bed but something about Jordy’s thoughtful seduction had me curious for his next move.
This was nothing like any sex I’d experienced before I wanted to soak up every last moment to store away. Another first for me was wishing that this was more than a one night encounter. One night could never be enough with this man.
My patience wearing thin, I reached for the button on his pants and he helped me undo them and then stood briefly to pull down his pants and boxer briefs. My mouth went dry at the sight of six feet of muscled male looming over me with a determined look in his eyes.
It was as if I was prey and he was the hunter. Gone was the unassuming adorkable guy with glasses. Instead, Jordy was a Greek god looking to ravish the woman he desired.
He reached down for his wallet and pulled out a condom, holding it up so I could see he had protection.
Instead of returning to the sofa, he offered his hand to tug me up. “Let’s find a bed. The things I want to do with you require more room than this sofa.”
I accepted his hand and followed him up the stairs until we reached a guest bedroom. He tugged me into the room and nudged me onto the bed, following after me until he was fully on top of me, arms caging my head and his erection against my center.
The room was dark except for the light spilling from the hallway through the open door which provided enough visibility we could see each other without the glare of an overhead light.
He ran a large hand down my side and grasped under my knee to lift my leg in order to fit our bodies together more closely. He kissed me and I put every ounce of my desire into the kiss. Any doubts long gone, I wanted to be fully present for this encounter. Which was yet another first for me.
Sex was usually somewhat predictable and while enjoyable, I’d never experienced the intensity that Jordy brought to bed. It was as if he was a starving man and I was his favorite meal.
His mouth trailed lower, as if validating that I was indeed going to be his meal.
He kissed down my neck, leaving a trail of sparks in his wake.
When he reached my breasts, his tongue snuck out to flick my nipple in a rhythm that had me moaning and shifting on the bed, unsure if I wanted more or if I was going to explode from the amazing sensations.
Another hand landed on my other breast, gently pinching my nipple until I was moaning in earnest. “Please,” spilled from my mouth even though I had no idea what I was begging for.
He chuckled against my skin and turned his attention to my ribs, his tongue tracing patterns on his way down. “I love the sounds you make.”
“You’re killing me.”
Another chuckle. “I’m going to make you feel so good.” His mouth was now at my core, his hot breath ghosting over my most intimate place. “I’m going to make you come on my tongue until you beg for my cock.”
Jordy made good on his promise, his tongue circling my clit while he eased two fingers in me, crooking them in just the right place until I gasped with the pleasure. He worshipped my body with reverence, bringing me over the edge to orgasm with skillful ease.
My cry of pleasure was followed by a jumble of nonsensical words that amounted to the begging he’d promised. If I didn’t feel him inside me immediately I would die.
Jordy sat back in order to retrieve the condom from where he’d placed it next to us and roll on the protection. He lowered himself over me again, bracing his weight on his arms while he claimed my mouth in yet another searing kiss.
Each touch further emphasized the fact that I’d never get over this man. One night was all we had but wasn’t nearly enough time to burn out this flame of attraction between us.
For the first time in my life, the connection was more than my jaded heart could resist. Jordy was the light that had found its way in the cracks in my armor and effortlessly blown past my carefully placed defenses.
And as much as I knew I’d regret it in the morning, tonight I was willing to open myself to him in body, mind, and soul.