“Turn the knob I showed you and then push the button again.”
“I am … it’s not working, and I have soap everywhere. Please just come do it for me. I can’t take this another second.”
“Come in there?”
“Yes, get in here,” she screamed at me.
I did as she asked and hurried into the bathroom. There was no time to contemplate the implications of rushing into the shower with her standing there naked. She ordered me in there, and I obeyed. I reached into the shower and did the necessary steps to get the water back on. I kept my eyes on the knobs but could still see Jordan’s naked reflection in the silver of the handle.
Every curve of her body was spectacularly clear. I held my breath and quickly pulled the curtain back as I took a step away from the shower. I was standing just outside of the curtain just in case she still needed me to make an adjustment.
“Warm now?” I asked.
“Oh, yes.” She pulled the curtain open and kissed me right on the lips. “You’re a lifesaver. Thank you.”
Her lips hit mine, and my whole body froze as if I was a 12-year-old boy who had just been kissed by his grade school crush. I didn’t kiss her back; I barely could process what had just happened. I blinked in shock and tried to find the words to say something witty in response. There were no words coming to me, though. I was basically a 6’4” child as I stood staring at Jordan and not looking away or moving.
She closed the curtain and went back to washing the soap out of her hair and off her body, but I continued to stand there unable to move as my eyes darted back and forth and I tried to act cool about the whole thing.
Any normal man could have pulled that situation off as suave and smooth. Hell, they might have even grabbed her naked body and held her there for a kiss. But I didn’t feel like a normal man at that moment. Instead, I was just a guy who had been alone for far too long with his wood and his tools; a mountain man who had no more game with the ladies at all.
“Sorry,” I muttered.
“Sorry for what?” Jordan laughed.
“For looking … I mean for not leaving.” I started to back out of the bathroom, and Jordan looked out of the curtain. “Just sorry.”
Her hair was rinsed clean from the soap, and she had a huge smile on her face. She was seductive as hell as she stood there wet and playfully teasing me with only that tiny curtain covering her body.
“You weren’t looking.”
“I saw … I mean … No, I wasn’t looking, but I could see your reflection on the handle. I’m sorry,” I said quickly and then rushed out of the room and shut the door behind me.
She laughed for a minute, and I stayed close to the bathroom to see if she was going to say anything else. When I heard her yelp from the cold of the shower and then turn the water off, I hurried over to the kitchen so I looked busy.
My hands trembled from the adrenaline of the situation. How was it possible that I’d totally lost my game with the ladies? Certainly, it wasn’t that hard to flirt. Jordan was flirting with me, and I was acting like a Neanderthal.
I moved some things around on the counter in the kitchen and kept my back to the bathroom as I heard Jordan open the door. I was hard with excitement and couldn’t bear the idea of turning around and having her see just what she was doing to me.
“I’m going to steal more of your clothes,” Jordan said as she stood in the doorway wrapped in nothing but a towel.
“Yes, help yourself,” I replied.
I only turned around for a brief moment and then turned back toward the cabinets the second I saw her in that damn towel. I was starting to think she was flirting with me—yes, she was definitely flirting and torturing me on purpose. She looked so damn adorable with her hair dripping wet and that towel barely covering the essential parts of her body.
“It’s okay. I’m not going to comment on the whole looking at me naked thing,” she teased before closing the bedroom door behind her. “I wouldn’t want you to start thinking about what you saw and get excited or anything like that.”
Her humor made me shake my head in disbelief. What was it about Jordan that had me feeling so off my game? I could get the ladies when I wanted them. I never had a problem in the seduction department. But I hadn’t had a woman like Jordan in my home before. Not in my previous place and not any previous woman; this was a completely new feeling for me.
She was feisty, wild, a little hard to handle. Jordan was the type of girl that I could have dated if I was out in the normal world. Assuming I was actually dating at all because hell, I’d been single for a while now.
“Do you want to take the bed tonight?” I asked. “I don’t want to fight about it; I’m just asking to clarify.”
“Yes, I want to sleep in the bed,” she said from behind me.
“Okay, I’ll take the …” I turned around to see Jordan standing in the doorway to my bedroom with one of my flannel shirts on. It was barely buttoned and showed the curve of her breasts as it skimmed over them. “Wow.”
“You don’t need to take the couch.”
“Well, I think it’s a good idea for me to take the couch. Especially if you’re wearing that to bed; I couldn’t handle that,” I snickered and turned back to the counter to hide my bulge.
I laughed nervously and moved more things around the counter so I could hide the raging erection that had taken over my body. I couldn’t control my body. The desire I had for Jordan had taken over, and I was barely able to contain myself. The smell of her moved closer to me, and soon I felt her presence right behind me. She was only inches away, her delicate skin just begging for me to grab her and kiss every inch of her body. If she wasn’t careful, I was going to ravage her.
“I think you can handle it,” she said softly as her hand slid under my shirt and made its way up my back.
“Jordan,” I said as I swallowed hard. “What are you doing?”
“I just thought you could use a massage. You gave me one, and it’s only fair for me to give you one.”
“Um, Jordan,” I could barely talk. She reached both of her hands under my shirt and was moving them up and down my back. I felt her breasts as she pressed against me and then wrapped her arms around me. “Jordan, I don’t think …”
“Stop thinking so much,” she said laughing.
She grabbed me and pushed my torso in an effort to turn me around. I wasn’t about to budge, though, because she was going to see just how hard I was for her. There was no denying I wanted her. I wanted every inch of her right there on that counter. I closed my eyes and stood firm in my spot, my cock pressed up against the wood of the counter hoping that I could contain myself.
“Jordan,” I said again, “I won’t be able to control myself if I turn around.”
“Turn around,” she said softly. This time she only lightly touched my body as she urged me to turn toward her.
I did as she asked. My body raging with desire as I faced her sweet smile and looked down at the lips that had kissed me only a few moments before. I couldn’t take it, I couldn’t be contained, and I grabbed her and quickly picked her up and placed her on the counter in a fast sweeping motion.
Her legs spread for me as I pressed up close to her. I felt my hardness touching her bare skin through my jeans. She wasn’t wearing anything under her shirt. Damn it, she was completely naked under the rough fabric of the flannel shirt. The contrast of her skin and the flannel played under my fingers as I moved my hands up her thighs to the shirt and then back down to her knees.
I pressed my lips against hers, and this time, I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t freeze or worry about a thing. Jordan wrapped her arms around me passionately, and our mouths played with one another. She opened hers for my tongue and let me tickle her tongue as they danced together. The sensation overwhelmed my body, and I leaked with excitement. I had to keep things slow, or I was going to explode before we even got started.
“Bedroom?” I asked and motioned toward my room.
She
shook her head in agreement, but as I moved my hands to her ass to pick her up, I couldn’t move just yet. I cupped her perfectly formed rear in my hands and used just a touch of force to pull her in closer to me.
“Mmmm, yes,” she moaned.
The sound of her voice lit a fire under me, and I found myself pressing into her harder, my hips thrusting slightly as I needed her. My body physically needed to be inside of her, and I was denying my body what it needed.
Slow down.
The words radiated in the back of my mind as I tried to slow myself and enjoy this moment. I might never see Jordan again; I wasn’t going to waste this. I wasn’t going to rush through this and make it all about me. No, this was going to be the best sex she had ever had; I was going to make sure of that.
I kissed her gently for just a moment before moving down to her sweet neck. Her skin was clean and still slightly damp from her shower. I sucked slightly on her before moving to the next area of her neck, taking my time to tease each inch of her if it was at all possible for me to do that much teasing.
Teasing, flirting, and foreplay had never been my thing. Usually when I met a beautiful woman at a bar we ended up back at my place making love with passion. It was a short-lived event that lasted as long as I could before I gave in to my desire. Except my ex, I’d been in love with her; I’d taken my time with her. It had been a very long time since I felt the need to explore and take my time with a woman.
“Bedroom,” Jordan moaned as I continued kissing down her neck to the top of her chest.
“In a second. I’m busy,” I said and looked up at her.
Her face was flush with desire. Her lips were parted slightly as if she was waiting to let out a moan of desire. Man, I couldn’t wait to hear those moans. The sweet moans of her being pleased by me were going to live in my memory long after this day.
I unbuttoned her shirt and moved it out of the way as I wrapped my mouth around one of her nipples and drew it into my mouth slowly. I held onto her firmly and sucked ever so slightly until I heard her pleasure-filled moan.
The sound of her pleasure gave me the strength to continue and not give into my primal desire to ravage her. The thrusting of my hips couldn’t be contained as I moved to her other breast and took it into my mouth. Jordan was tiny under the girth of my hands. I could wrap them nearly all the way around her waist as I grabbed her and pulled her close to me.
“Bedroom,” she said again playfully when I finally looked up at her.
“Not yet.” I shook my head and started to move down her body as I pulled up her shirt.
My fingers pressed against her thighs as I spread her legs open and looked down at the delicious pink of her center. My hunger couldn’t be contained, and I leaned down to let my tongue taste her sweetness. And oh, how sweet she was.
“Caleb,” she moaned and leaned back against the counter.
The heaven of her filled my taste buds, and I couldn’t stop. My tongue explored every inch of her sweetness before finding her clit and playing with it. Every touch from my tongue brought a slight moan from Jordan and drove me to play more and more. Her sweet moans were like a drug, and I wanted more and more of them.
I moved faster with my tongue wanting to hear more and more of her moans. The pleasure of her voice intoxicated me and drove me to please her. I couldn’t stop; I didn’t want to stop. All I wanted was to hear the sweet release of her body as she gave into the touch of my tongue on her.
“Bedroom,” she moaned out sweetly as she knocked one of the bowls off the counter.
“In a second,” I replied with a short breath away from her body before returning to pleasing her.
My hands held onto her ass and pressed her body to me. The taste of her wetness changed as I felt her giving in to me and thrusting her hips toward me. She was building up to the ecstasy I’d been waiting to see.
Harder and harder she thrust her hips against me. I held onto her and sucked hard on her clit waiting for her to give in, dying inside with anticipation as she grabbed my hair and held me right in the spot she wanted me to be.
I did as she requested and didn’t move from that delicate spot. I sucked and licked as her moans grew in intensity until I felt her legs wrap around my head and her hips thrust one last time up into the air.
With my hands on her ass, I held her in position and sucked hard on her clit as her body shivered from pleasure. This was a drug I’d missed so dearly over the last few years. The true pleasure of a woman as sweet as Jordan wasn’t something I’d even realized I missed until I watched her body twitching from delight.
“Bedroom,” she said seductively as she looked up at me, her hands still holding my hair in them. “Now,” she demanded.
Her tone was playful but firm; I had no choice but to oblige her and take her to the bedroom.
Chapter 13
Jordan
“Yes ma’am,” Caleb teased and scooped me up in his arms.
His hands held onto my behind as I straddled him and wrapped my arms around his neck for security; although there was no way he was going to drop me. Caleb was twice my size and didn’t seem fazed at all by the weight of carrying me from the kitchen to the bedroom.
He set me down at the foot of the bed, but my legs were still shaking from the unbelievable orgasm I’d just had. I wanted to kneel down and take him in my mouth, but I was afraid I was going to just make a fool of myself and fall onto the ground.
Instead, I crawled onto the security of the bed and waited for Caleb to join me. He didn’t, though. He was standing at the foot of the bed with a giant smile on his face looking down at me. Normally I would have felt extremely self-conscious if a man was looking at me naked as long as Caleb was, but the look in his eyes was pure desire. He wasn’t judging me, he was lusting after me, and it empowered me to stay there.
I didn’t reach for the covers. I didn’t look away. Instead, I relished the desire I saw in his eyes and soaked it in giving me confidence like I’d never had while in bed with a man before. The men in my life didn’t look at me like Caleb was, none of them had. This was so new and exciting, and I wanted more of it. I couldn’t wait for him to kiss me again or touch me again.
“You’re beautiful.” He tilted his head to the side and with one hand motioned for me to open myself to him.
“No.” I giggled and kept my legs closed.
But there was something about the way he demanded it of me and wanted me that I couldn’t resist. When he pulled his shirt off and then motioned again at me, I did as he asked. I couldn’t hide my smile of embarrassment, and I looked away from his gaze as he stared at me.
“Mmmm,” he groaned low and deep. “So beautiful.”
He was talking to himself more than me, and when I turned to look back at him, Caleb was unbuckling his pants. His body sprang from them as it stood at attention, and I was worried. Caleb was a big man, in every way. Bigger than I’d ever seen up close.
“Well, hello there,” I said.
His eyes stayed focused on my naked body, but he shot me a quick smile when he realized I was staring at his throbbing body. I couldn’t help it. He was a stunning specimen of a man.
“I just want to eat you up,” he groaned before climbing onto the bed.
“I think that’s what you just did out there.”
“Mmmm, you taste so delicious. So sweet. I can’t get enough. I want more,” he growled before starting to kiss up my leg toward my center.
“Again?” I giggled.
“Yes,” he demanded as his mouth took me in again.
I’d never been a fan of oral sex. I’d always thought it was something I just wasn’t into, but I was quickly realizing that it had nothing to do with my preference and everything to do with the men I’d been with. Caleb devoured me as if I was lifesaving nutrition. He wanted to taste me. He wanted to please me, and that desire released every last trepidation I’d had about oral sex. I felt free to release my craving. Free to let my body give in to what it was feeling wi
th Caleb.
He worked expertly to build up my pleasure again, but I didn’t want to give in. If I came again, there was no way I’d be able to continue. I was already shaking from the pleasure I’d had on the countertop. No, he wasn’t going to win this battle. I was going to feel the pleasure of him inside of me before I came again.
When the excitement started to build up and Caleb grabbed a hold of my hips, I stopped moving. I held my body still as I tried to resist the buildup of desire that was so close to releasing.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“I’m not going to cum. I want you. Come here.” I motioned for him to come up on top of me.
“Oh, you’re not going to cum?” he asked playfully as he sat up.
“Nope.”
“Hmmm, what if I do this?” His fingers started moving back and forth against my clit, and I closed my eyes as the pleasure quickly shot through me.
“Caleb, wait, I want you inside of me.”
“Oh, we will have plenty of time for that later. I want to see you cum again.”
His voice was firm, and he watched me with delight as I squirmed under his fingers. I wasn’t going to be able to hold out for long. I’d already built up so close to explosion that it was just a matter of minutes before my body couldn’t take it any longer.
My legs shook. I trembled as he worked me like an instrument he was well versed in and expert at playing. I could only imagine how many women he’d pleased over the years. Caleb was a magnificent looking man; women probably just threw themselves at him. But I didn’t care. I didn’t care about anyone he’d had his hands on before me because at that moment I saw his desire in his eyes. I saw his uninterrupted attention focused on pleasing me, and I couldn’t stop myself from releasing in his hands.
“Shit, Caleb,” I moaned as I thrust against his fingers and felt my body giving into him.
I expected him to continue pleasing me by rubbing my clit, but he quickly moved down and pulled my body into his mouth. I felt the thrust of his fingers as they entered me, and that was the end of it. I was done. My body was rocked with an explosion so powerful that I couldn’t stop myself from yelling out in pleasure. “Yes, fucking, yes,” I moaned.
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