It spun into a fun game of flag football followed by a bonfire and his brother Josiah’s proposal or fake proposal to his new wife Santana. Jordan watched Selena the entire time. And she hadn’t missed it since she was watching him, too. The way she played and laughed stirred him. Nothing seemed to bother her, as if she was on a natural flow with life. Her attitude was refreshing and very different from what he was used to. Watching her now, Jordan imagined Selena twirling through his walk-in closet, trailing her soft fingers against the linens hanging on the racks. He wondered if she’d tried on his shoes, and the thought made him smile harder and almost laugh out loud when he glanced down and noticed a pair of his Tom Ford Austin Cap-Toe Oxford shoes sitting at the edge of the bed.
Jordan knew Selena would make a great mother. His kids would be the happiest, fun-filled children in the world.
Easy... Jordan tried to pause his thoughts, but they continued, showing him a collage of depictions. Selena, twin boys, a little girl, the playground, Disney World, fun in the snow during the winter season. The images rocked him as they never ended, and he saw her in the kitchen cooking their favorite dish while they sat there banging against the table, demanding she hurry so they could get their hands on her delicious food. Where had she been all his life, he wondered.
Jordan slipped a hand down his face and exhaled. Maybe he was losing his mind. He hadn’t known Selena but a few months, and they’d been dating a portion of that time. Thoughts of loving her forever were ridiculous and too soon. Then his mind ventured to the poem he’d spoken. Unbeknownst to everyone in the room, it was a freestyle. He hadn’t written it down. But watching Selena, the words spilled from his heart, and they had been more than perfect for the occasion.
Jordan left the side of the bed and strolled into the bathroom for a quick shower. Inside were more indications of Selena. There was a towel on the floor and panties by the sink. Fuck. Jordan’s libido kicked into overdrive. She’d taken a shower. Usually, having any little thing out of order made Jordan clean up immediately, but the displacement of things made him understand the totality of Selena’s earlier argument. She was leaving her mark everywhere, and Jordan loved it a bit more than he probably should. He grabbed her underwear and turned the thin material between his fingers. It was almost as if she’d left them for him; gloating, so he knew she was marking her territory. Jordan pulled his bottom lip in with his teeth an attempted to calm his dick that now pushed against the jeans he wore.
With her panties still in hand, Jordan strolled to the shower and turned it on. He fumbled with her garment a little longer and thought about taking her right then and there before snapping out of his risqué thoughts. Selena had work tomorrow, and it was Valentine’s Day. There was nothing he’d rather be doing than spending time with her. So, even though Rose and Garnett were in the middle of a big case, Jordan set his day where he should not be bothered. He was a man who liked to oversee everything. After all, it was his name on the business. But there were more than enough lawyers, partners, and associates to handle a day’s worth of work. For that reason, he would take the day off and make sure he and Selena could spend some quiet time together. Jordan had plans to go so far as to turn off his work cell, which he never did.
As he continued to dwell on tomorrow, Jordan removed his jeans, shoes and socks and stepped into the shower. Tomorrow couldn’t come fast enough.
When Selena woke up comforted by warm, masculine arms, her mind shuffled as last night’s memories danced through her mind. She smiled and bit her bottom lip. A heavy heated body lay firmly against her back and biceps, toned and brown tightened around her. A flavorful fragrance wafted from him making her want to snuggle deeper into his embrace. Moving her head back slightly, Selena glanced at the time on the nightstand. The clock held bright red numbers indicating it was early morning. Four a.m. She had to be at work at eight, but there was no place Selena would rather be than in her current situation. Stretching like that of a feline, Selena arched her back, pulling her arms overhead as she yawned.
This was a first. Never had she spent a night at a man’s house just for the sake of kicking off her shoes and relaxing her feet. But it was pleasantly cozy and appealing. Selena could get used to this as well as the luxury pad she swore no one lived in. Bending back to her former state, Selena sighed and spooned under Jordan. His lips sat against her ear; his breathing a soft wave like a sound spa machine that threatened to put her back to sleep. The rigid circumference of his prodding length fought against the boxer briefs Jordan wore. Selena tried to ignore it, but that monster wasn’t one to be overlooked, pressing against her ass, frantic for release.
Honestly, it didn’t surprise her that Jordan didn’t take advantage. He was a gentleman after all. Selena knew that without a shadow of a doubt. Still, it couldn’t have been easy for him to crawl into bed and spoon her knowing she lay underneath his shirt without any panties on. Surely, he’d gotten her little gift left by the sink in the bathroom. Selena turned around to face him. Jordan was the sexiest man she’d ever bore witness to. His skin tone was milk chocolate, not too light, not too dark; just perfect for a sweet tooth. His groomed beard fit his face like it was meant to be there, and the hard planes in his features edged around his surface as if a professional potter had molded him to excellence.
Aroused, Selena’s hand drifted down the pecs in his hard chest and slipped inside his boxer briefs. Waiting for Jordan to make the first move was taking an eternity, and right now, all Selena wanted was him. Jordan shuffled lightly as Selena pulled out his dick, and her movements paused as she took in the enormity of his girth. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. Her mind skipped. Breathe, Selena. She exhaled a longwinded breath. Okay, so she had underestimated what type of task this would be. Still, she licked her lips, hungry for him to be inside her.
If I die this morning, it will be a beautiful death, she thought.
Her hand slid up and down his shaft, making him harder. Selena’s mouth fell. How much grander could he get? It was the first time in her life she thought to call for backup. But there was no reinforcement. It was just her and him, and Selena had started this game, so she intended to finish it. Staring at the swollen length of his manhood, Selena proceeded to stroke him. When she glanced back into his eyes, the dark brim of his stare ricocheted back at her.
A simple smile peppered her lips. “Good morning,” her sultry voice droned.
Jordan licked his lips. “Great morning.”
Selena’s lashes fluttered as she gazed back, going to war with a battle in her heart.
“What do you think you’re doing, little lady,” he asked.
She bit down on the corner of her lips. “I found a toy, and I wanted to see how it worked.”
Jordan chuckled. “Is that right?”
“Yeah. It’s too big to fit in my hand, but I’m thinking I may get it to fit somewhere else.”
Jordan’s dark gaze magnified, making Selena’s skin incinerate. Her hand never stopped stroking him, and a stricken groan left his throat.
“Do you know what you’ve started?”
“No, but I’m willing to do whatever needs to be done to end it.”
Gradually, Selena slipped to her knees and removed his shirt she wore in one smooth swoop. Jordan rolled to his back and sat up on his elbows, watching her glide in the dimness of the dark room. The only light was a small shadow of the moon washing across the carpet. In Jordan’s eyesight, Selena’s silhouette put a coke bottle to shame. It rounded her shoulders and slipped down her side only to coast over a spread of her thighs.
“Condom?”
Jordan moved, swiftly pulling a condom from behind the pillow he lay on.
Surprise registered across Selena’s face. “Prepared much?”
“I was hoping…”
“That you would get laid before I left?”
Jordan didn’t deny it, and Selena tinkered out a laugh.
“Smart man,” she said, taking the condom off his hands. “This is just not going
to fit. She gauged the condom and the sizable length of his erection as if it was a puzzle needed to put together.
Jordan chuckled. “It’ll fit.”
Selena ripped the foil package. “I guess we’ll find out,” she murmured, sliding the condom over his head. It rolled down, stretching to the max, but unfortunately, didn’t meet his base. “That’ll just have to do,” she said, crawling on top of him.
Jordan’s hands immediately gripped her thighs and rode the curve of her ass. He offered a solid slap to her buttocks, causing a sting to shriek down her body.
“Oh…” she purred.
With his fingers, Jordan peeled back her cheeks, opening her pussy as wide as it would go. Selena braced her palms on his firm chest and sank on top of the head of his dick. Her mouth popped open instantly as his shaft submerged, stretching her pussy to sustain him. A blistering wave of hot chills shot up her spine.
“Oh my God.” She paused as her pulse hammered.
Jordan pulled her more, sliding his dick inside her until Selena sat on top of his pelvis. Selena’s head fell back, and her heart slammed. Already, she felt crazed. Maybe Selena hadn’t thought this thing through, but it was too late.
As if he couldn’t stand to hold off any longer, Jordan lifted her with ease, pulling out then sliding back in. He continued the gradual crusade as gasps fell from Selena’s mouth. When they found a steady harmony, Jordan held firmly to her ass, and together they rocked. Selena bounced up and down, causing steady slaps to penetrate the walls.
“Eeeek! Oh my God,” she panted.
Jordan released an ass cheek and slapped it simultaneously sending another heated rush of rippling warmth sliding down her. “Damn you’re wet as hell, girl. He slipped in and out of her, dragging his dick against her walls like that of a curved clawing hammer.
“Shit!” he barked.
“Oh my God!” Selena shouted as Jordan nailed into her. At the same time, she dropped down against him. Another splintering upsurge of heat shot through them both, and Selena’s toes curled.
“Aaaah, ah, ah, ah!” Selena mumbled as each shout was cut back by the pounding force of Jordan’s jabs. She could feel him in her stomach. Prodding and poking around like he was on an excursion. The blissful attack was making her crazy as Selena’s head rolled side to side. The pops and smacks of her ass meeting his pelvis and rock-hard thighs made Selena’s thighs burn. The feverish coupling of their sex was spellbinding; shaking Selena right down to her core.
“Jordan, Jordan, Jordan…” she chanted.
Jordan released her ass, his hands drifting up her back. He sunk his fingers into her flesh and pulled her forward to meet the ravenous plunge of his tongue down her throat.
“Mmmmm,” Selena moaned, completely done by his cock-strong undertaking. He inhaled her fully, tasting the intricate curves of her lips and trailing to bite down on her chin.
“Damn, this pussy is good, girl. So fucking excellent.”
With her bent on top of him, Jordan recaptured her ass and lifted his thighs, propelling his dick so fiercely fast Selena came in an instant.
“Fuuuuu-ck!” they yelled together as the headboard ricocheted against the wall.
“Oh my God!” Selena bellowed as her orgasm rained down on his shaft.
Pulsations magnified as Jordan’s temerarious stroke deafened; beating into Selena’s backside like he wanted to tear her to pieces. An outcry clawed from Selena’s throat at the untamable way he stroked her.
“Jordan!” she screamed, mystified by the unruly snatching of his penetrated thrusts.
Jordan swallowed her mouth again as he shot semen inside her. It was blissful, like his soul had been caressed on a supernatural level.
“Mmmm,” they both moaned, sucking in one another’s tongues as wet heat spilled from the connection between their thighs.
Jordan kissed alongside Selena’s lips, needing to taste her every second his dick continued to pulse inside her.
“Oh my God…” Selena breathed, dropping her weight on top of him. He held her there and kissed Selena’s forehead, basked in the heat of their perspiration and the tingling in their joints.
“Is that what you were after,” his dark voice beat.
Selena smacked her lips and swallowed but couldn’t form her words. Labored breaths seized her throat, and she panted then tried again to answer him. When nothing came out, she gave up and nodded in response.
“I can’t hear you,” his easy voice grooved.
Hell, I can’t hear me, Selena thought as her eyes closed and sleep tried to pull her under. She was still trying to catch her breath. Still trying to contemplate the reckoning her body just endured.
As she slowly drifted into la-la land, one word escaped her lips.
“Yes.”
Chapter Twelve
It was a good thing she set the alarm on her phone before she fell asleep. When Selena awakened for the second time, it was the shrill of her alarm that pulled her from slumber. Interestingly, she was still laying on top of Jordan, with her head in the crook of his neck, and his penis tapping her buttocks softly.
“Mmmm.” A moan rose from her throat. Gradually, Selena sat up and now Jordan’s dick curved up her ass to touch the tip of her lower back. Damn. Talk about hung like a horse. What the hell type of magic did his parents cook up while making him? The fleeting thought made Selena wobble and slip to the side of him.
It would’ve been so easy to inch back on his cock, but damn it, Selena didn’t have time. She almost whimpered thinking about leaving him standing at attention the way he was, but going to work wasn’t the only thing that made her change her mind. Selena ached, beautifully so, but it was still an ache nonetheless.
“Where are you going?” His thick voice drummed.
The possessiveness of his tone halted her escape. “I need to shower,” she paused, “and get to work, unfortunately.”
Jordan rolled to his side and tightened the grasp he held, pulling Selena back in his embrace. “What if I don’t want you to leave?” he ground. “Can’t you work from home?”
Selena smiled against his face. Considering he’d mentioned working from home as if his home was hers. The sentiment gave Selena’s heart an extra pick-up.
“Um…”
Jordan kissed her neck; his impassioned mouth leaving a blazing trail of nerves along her skin. Selena exhaled blissfully, and her hands coasted along his chest.
“I want you here…” he drawled. Jordan brought his lips down on hers and invaded Selena’s mouth with his tongue. It was like a constant tranquility being with him, and he absolutely took her breath away. Her arms found their way around his neck, and she rested there as their kiss heightened.
If Selena’s heart could race any faster than it was right now, she might have a heart attack. There was no way she could miss out on work today. But how in the hell would she refuse him? Pulling away slowly with a hand braced against his shoulder, Selena smiled and batted her eyes.
“Let me call Octavia, and see what I can do.”
The low brimming of his stare was hypnotizing, swallowing Selena in a galaxy of stars. Wanting to taste her mouth more, Jordan met her lips again, and his relinquish was an adverse disengagement. Selena giggled when Jordan smacked her butt as she scooted out of bed, practically jumping to the floor.
“How will I ever get back up there?” she questioned, standing on the side of the bed with her hands to her mouth like a bullhorn.
Jordan laughed; his deep voice a vibrating throttle. “When you’re ready, baby, just holler and I’ll pull you on board.” He laughed some more, and Selena joined him.
“Ha, ha, very funny,” she said.
“I thought so,” he cracked, and they laughed as Selena sauntered off to call Octavia.
In the lounge area of his bedroom, she dialed S & M Financial Advisory, then keyed in Octavia’s extension.
“S & M Financial, this is Octavia.”
“Hey, girl, it’s me.”
O
ctavia’s voice lowered. “Honey, where are you? There are two clients already sitting outside your office. Please tell me you’re on your way.”
Selena shut her eyes and tightened her mouth followed by a harsh exhale.
“Not exactly.”
“Oh no… Selena,” Octavia groaned.
“I’m so sorry, but remember that time you disappeared on us for almost a week because Jonathon swept you away to Hawaii?”
“I was wondering when you would pull that card,” Octavia grumbled. “Are you with Jordan?”
“Where else would I be, girl?”
“Just making sure. Listen, I know what you’re going through right now, and I can cancel your appointments for the day, but the two you have sitting outside your office will be disgruntled if I tell them you’re not showing up after they’ve come to the office.”
“Tell them, I can still see them, it will just be through Skype.”
Octavia chuckled. “You pulling a Samiyah on me now?”
Selena quirked. “What do you mean?”
“Samiyah didn’t want to leave us with so much work, so she’s taking client calls at home via Skype.”
Selena smiled. “Great minds think alike!”
“Yeah, yeah,” Octavia said.
“Come on, Octavia, you’re not mad, are you?”
“No, I guess not. I’m only taking my clients today anyway. Claudia’s here.”
“That’s great, so you won’t be in the building alone.”
“Yay, me…” Octavia said, giving phony enthusiasm.
“I love you, too, girl. Now tell my clients I’ll call one in an hour and the other after lunch.”
“All right, do you need me to email you any specific files?”
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