Forever Rain (Rain Will Fall Trilogy #1)

by Cindy Lou Moldovan

  Veronica and I walked to the parking lot and got in our cars. My phone rang as I started the engine. I grinned as I saw Veronica’s name flash on the screen.

  “I can see you, goofy. What’s up?” I asked, as she was sitting in her car right beside mine.

  “Last one there is a rotten egg.”

  “Because that is not childish!” We laughed and set off for Memorial Park where we would run.

  After a brisk two-mile run, I made my way back home and took a shower. I pulled out a chicken salad from the refrigerator and poured a generous glass of Pinot Grigio. Feeling sated and relaxed, I placed a call to Jenna. I needed her advice in this confusing turn that my life had taken.

  After a casual chat, I mentioned the visit from Jordan. I even mentioned the kiss in my office and confided my concern about his move to Houston. I told her about my feelings for Robert, that I care about him and what a great person he is, just not the one for me. Liking and respecting was not enough when one is talking about a long-term commitment and marriage.

  Jenna is a great listener and did not interject her opinion of my decisions, which was what I needed right now. She did, however, agreed with me about ending it with Robert if I did not truly love him. I just needed her to listen and she did. After our conversation, I lay on the sofa and listened to the music of Lana Del Rey playing on my iTunes. My eyes fluttered closed as I allowed in thoughts of the events that led to the break-up between Jordan and me.

  Chapter 10

  Ten Years Ago

  I didn’t respond to Jordan’s calls or texts. I knew he was on his way back to Austin from his trip overseas. Still hurt and confused about the photo of him and the woman in the newspaper, I told Mia and Veronica that I didn’t want to see him and they went into protective mode.

  Sure enough, Jordan landed back in Austin and headed straight for my apartment. I was walking from the library when his long lean frame easily caught up to me.

  “Zoe. What the hell is going on? You won’t take any of my calls answer my texts or emails.”

  “Seriously? How many girlfriends can you juggle at one time, Jordan?” I increased my pace but did not look at him. “Let me guess, you have one in every country.”

  “Please tell me what you are talking about. I don’t have a girlfriend anywhere else but here. There is no one else but you.”

  “Don’t play games, Jordan. Fine, let me refresh your memory. There is a photo of you and a woman in the Sunday papers and you sure look chummy with her.”

  He put his hand on my arm and stopped me from walking. “I did not attend an event on this trip. It was just business and even if I had somewhere to go that required a companion, I would have taken one of my employees.”

  I wanted to believe him but the picture was proof.

  “I’m not dumb, although you’re playing the part really well.” I pulled my arm from his grasp and continued to the apartment. Mia was on the balcony and ran to the door when she saw us. She opened the door and pulled me in while glaring at Jordan.

  “Back the hell off from her, Romeo,” she said.

  “Mia, please listen to me. I did not attend an event. I have no idea what is going on about a photo with me and another woman.” Mia was trying to close the door but Jordan’s broad shoulder was wedged against it.

  “Here, let me refresh your memory.” Mia went to the coffee table and picked up the newspaper. I took it from her and shoved it in Jordan’s face.

  “Remember now?” I yelled at him.

  Jordan studied the photo as we glared at him.

  “This photo was taken a year ago. Obviously I know who this person is, but she is no longer in my life. I have no idea why they would have reprinted this photo. I’m sorry it upset you, Zoe, but I’ll find out why it was published and who is responsible for it.”

  I crossed my arms over my chest wondering if what he said was true. An old photo. After a few more minutes of negotiations to continue seeing me, Jordan decided to leave and was already making phone calls about the photo.

  ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

  The next morning I woke to a knock on my door. I still had another thirty minutes of sleep before the alarm went off. This had better be good.

  “Come in ’cause am not getting up yet,” I replied to whoever was behind the door. Mia sauntered in with a huge bouquet of red roses and a card from Jordan.

  I leaned up on my elbows and eyed the elegant bouquet.

  “Open the card already,” Mia said. Veronica came in yawning and complaining about all the noise.

  ‘Babe, the person in the photo is the daughter of the family that owns the newspaper in Germany where the photo was taken. She’s pissed that I have a new girlfriend and somehow got the photo printed again in hopes of causing distrust between us. I am sorry that it caused you to be upset, but it proves that there is no one else but you in my life. Yours, Jordan.’

  I handed the card to Mia after I got through reading it. “OK, friend. Sounds believable, but where the hell did he get roses so early?” she asked.

  We giggled, but all decided that knowing Jordan, he was sure to charm the owner of the flower shop out of bed at some ungodly hour this morning. We were laughing at what the explanation would have been to the shop owner when another banging sounded at the door.

  “Regular Grand Central Station this morning,” Veronica commented and went to the door. “Wait in the living room. I’ll tell her you’re here.”

  Right then I knew it was Jordan. I got up, pulled on a robe and went to the living room.

  “Did you read the card?” he asked with an anxious look on his face.

  “Yes. Makes sense, I guess,” I mumbled and slid my arms around his waist.

  “Good. Have time to go for breakfast?” he asked.

  “If I hurry.”

  “I want to see you. Change quick.” He pushed me toward my bedroom.

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  We got back in to our routine. Sometimes we didn’t go out to dinner but rather stayed in and watched a movie. Jordan was fun and it was easy to be in his company. It was also easy to forget that he’s an entrepreneur in the business world. His travels to Europe and Asia were more frequent than when we first met.

  Thanksgiving was a welcome break from college. I headed to Austin since newlyweds Jenna and David were hosting Aunt Suzette and me, along with David’s parents in their new home. Jordan was on his way back from Hong Kong. He’d been gone for five days and I was happy about his return tonight. He asked if he could steal me away for a few hours and I was more than happy to be in his company.

  After a short visit with Jenna and David, Jordan took me to his penthouse in downtown Austin. I was impressed with his taste in modern art and elegant furnishings. I stood at the door of the kitchen admiring the stainless steel appliances and gleaming granite countertops when Jordan wrapped his arms around my waist. He gently rocked me from side to side.

  I closed my eyes, savoring the feel of his strong arms around me and leaned into his body, inhaling his unique scent and a hint of his cologne.

  “I missed you, pretty girl,” he whispered in my ear and moved one hand to rub the side of my breast. Instinctively, my body arched and pushed my breast into his hand. Taking full advantage of my body posture, he pinched my nipple through the bra.

  “Jordan, I…” Aware of my inexperience with sexual intimacy, I wanted to warn him that this would be my first time to go further than a few kisses, but his expert hands on my body was seductive. I responded to the onslaught of his delightful fingers that made me squirm against him.

  My heart was pounding, I could hear the blood roaring in my ears. He turned me around toward him and tilted my chin up to meet his eyes.

  “I want you. I want to make love to you. You are sexy and gorgeous. I am consumed with thoughts of you. What is it about you that has bewitched me?” His voice was low and seductive. His lips touched mine once, twice…

  I closed my eyes for the onslaught
of his mouth on mine. I gave in to the moment, this moment, this time. I wanted to be his. I wanted to know what it was like to be taken by this gorgeous man with brilliant blue eyes, bulging biceps, steel hard abs, narrow waist and long legs.

  He swept me into his arms and headed to his bedroom. It was the first time that he had brought me to his place. He lay me on the huge king-sized bed and switched on a bedside lamp. The mattress dipped as he sat beside me.

  “Look at me, Zoe.” I turned my gaze to his face. “Is this your first time?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  “I can imagine you’re probably scared. I will take care of you. We’ll go slow and if you’re not comfortable with doing this just let me know.” His hand caressed my leg while he talked.

  My breathing increased and I feel like squirming. I nodded my head yes.

  “Are you on birth control?” His hand moved to my neck as he slowly rubbed his thumb up and down my now sensitive skin.

  “No.” I bit my bottom lip. It hadn’t occurred to me to get on the pill. I felt foolish and my face warmed with embarrassment.

  “It’s OK. I’ll use a condom, but I want you to get on the pill.”

  His hands slipped behind me to unzip my dress. I lifted my back to help with the process as he effortlessly slid the garment down my legs and off my body. My hands clenched in the bedding. The pink demur cotton undies and bra was all that was left on my body. His gaze was intense and I saw that he was as affected by me as I was by him. He slowly kissed his way up my leg. I shot up to a sitting position as he reached the apex of my thighs. Not missing a beat, he reached behind me and unclasped my bra. My arms looped around his neck and I drew closer to his body. His soft lips molded to mine and I opened my mouth to give him better access to explore.

  I heard sounds coming from my lips. Soft moans of pleasure and need radiated from my body. Jordan’s tongue covered my areola, teasing my nipple that elongated and begged for more.

  “Please, Jordan, please.” I wasn’t sure why I was begging, but whatever this euphoric feeling was, I simply needed more.

  “Yes, babe. I’ll take care of you.” He pulled away and looked at me, taking in my state of undress. “Gorgeous,” he muttered.

  He moved to my other breast and repeated the action. In one swift motion, he eased me back onto the bed and pulled off my underwear.

  “All I thought you would be. So sweet,” he said as if speaking to himself.

  His hands reached down and he covered my mound. I jumped at the intimacy of his touch.

  “Shh, lovely girl. Let me love you.” His voice was raspy against my skin as he slowly moved a finger over my slit. I squirmed against him and made a mewling sound. My body was hot with desire and anxious with thoughts of having sex with Jordan.

  He placed a soft kiss on my clit then pulled it gently in his mouth. My body rocked with need and my legs quivered below him. I whimpered softly. Jordan was now kneeling between my legs. His eyes darkened as he looked up at me.

  “Look at me.” His voice was firm.

  I opened my eyes and complied.

  “I will pleasure you with my mouth. Don’t hold back your pleasure. You will have an orgasm. I want you to enjoy it. Take your mind off the anxiety of penetration for now.”

  “OK.” I nodded.

  He slid one finger in my pussy and my hips jolted. I gasped at the intrusion as he continued to move his finger in and out of me. My eyes flew open as he expertly added another finger, stretching me a little more. I felt a slight burn, but it quickly faded. His tongue joined his finger as he sucked gently on my clit. My hips moved in unison with his fingers. I pushed my head back into the pillow and groaned his name.

  I was lost to everything but this man, and in that moment I was his. He drove me to experience something new; something that I’d only heard and read about, a new level of sensation that I hadn’t known existed. My body thrashed against his hand and his lips were relentless on their assault of my plump, wet pussy. I gasped and pleaded. I didn’t know what I was begging for. This was new for me, but he was taking me somewhere. We were on this path, taking this trip together. He was right there with me as his thumb centered on my clitoris.

  “Come for me, Zoe,” he whispered in my ear. As if that was my clue to release the pent-up tension from my body, I spun into a vortex. My inner folds contracted greedily on his fingers. I felt lightheaded with the release of my orgasm and delighted in the moment of pure unadulterated pleasure.

  My eyes opened slowly and Jordan was over me murmuring sweet words of approval. He pulled my trembling body into his chest as I came down from the intense pleasure I experienced.

  Jordan slid off the bed and quickly undressed. I looked at his gorgeous cock bulging with a massive erection. My lips caught between my teeth as I gasped.

  A wicked smile slowly spread across his face as he arched his brow. “See anything you want, sweet Zoe?”

  How could he be calm in such a time? When I was coming apart with a mind-blowing orgasm and seeing a beautiful male specimen with a true and glorious erection for the first time? My face reddened again with a blush that I was sure was spreading across my entire body.

  He quickly slid a condom on his magnificent cock.

  “I will take that as a yes,” he said and slid his warm hard body over mine.

  Aware of the need to go slow, I felt Jordan straining over me to maintain control. Instinctively, I opened my legs. He positioned his taunt body over mine and slid his shaft over my wet sex. I gasped as he entered me. We gazed in each other’s eyes as he gently pushed his huge erection into my warm, tight space. I inhaled sharply and bit down on my bottom lip as I felt the invasion of his cock. The burn was intense and I let out a sharp gasp as my body strained to accommodate him.

  “I have wanted you from the moment I saw you, Zoe,” he whispered.

  His body loomed over mine. His brilliant blue eyes darkened with pleasure and paused at my breasts. As if unable to resist, his head dipped to suck on my nipples, first one then the other. A groan escaped his lips.

  I gazed in wonder at his powerful body embedded in mine. His pace increased above me, stroking the embers of fire between us. I felt the pleasure of another orgasm starting to build deep within my core, at the low center of my abdomen and my muscles began to contract again, pulling and sucking onto his cock.

  “Now, beautiful. Come for me again.”

  I shattered with his words and held on to his arms as my vagina spasmed onto his cock.

  “God, baby…what you do to me, ah.” He convulsed over me, taking his pleasure. With a last powerful stroke, he came undone in my arms.

  We were both spent and remained in a tight embrace. Slowly I was aware of the stubbles on his chin tickling my neck. His warm breath slowed to a more controlled pace. My body relaxed against his, and for a few minutes we basked in an incredible post orgasmic feeling of bliss.

  “Are you OK?” His husky voice rumbled against my neck.

  “Hm. Yes,” I answered with my eyes still closed.

  Jordan eased off me and I heard him discard the used condom. He produced a warm washcloth and cleaned between my legs. I squirmed with embarrassment, but he quickly wiped the evidence of my virginity away. Strong arms gently pulled me under the covers. I peeked up at him and smiled.

  My limbs were lax against his lean waist. Sometime later, I stirred in his Jordan’s arms, but he tightened his hold on me, keeping me in place.

  “Zoe.”

  “Hmmm.”

  “Thank you for sharing your first time with me. As always, you take my breath away, beautiful lady.”

  I blushed at his compliment as he tilted my face up to his. His full sexy lips took mine in a sweet kiss that had me clinging to him for more. He didn’t disappoint, as the kiss deepened and I felt his erection against my abdomen again.

  I opened my eyes with raised brows.

  “Yes. You do that to me.”

  My
mind swelled with the realization that I affected this gorgeous, powerful man. A man who could have just about any woman he wants…but he wanted me, desired my body, and yearned for my touch. I gloried in the newfound knowledge that he found me irresistible.

  As Thanksgiving night drew to a close, Jordan made love to me again. He rained kisses from my neck to each of my breasts.

  “Beautiful. Mine, all mine,” he said, as if memorizing every part of my body and marking it as his.

  He suckled on my nipples, drawing them to hardened peaks, taking his time as I thrashed under him. His tongue drew moist circles around my belly button, then finally moved lower between my legs. My breath came in short gasps as I reeled from the orgasm that was building slowly inside me. He licked and lapped up my juices as if starved for more of my essence.

  Jordan’s lovemaking was slow and tender, but it had me spinning out of control. I convulsed above his head, screaming out his name again. He made his way back up to my mouth and kissed me, making sure I tasted the salty sweetness of myself on his lips. I held his face in my hands and licked the juices from his mouth. His lip curled into a smile.

  “My girl is learning fast. Your taste is as irresistible as you are.”

  He rolled a condom on and sank into me again. My hands splayed onto his chest then moved to his bulging biceps. I moaned with pure pleasure as his hips plunged faster. My now sensitive pussy fluttered around his cock as the urgency of his strokes increased. Jordan’s breath hissed above me as I exploded with another orgasm. He yelled my name as his powerful hips plunged one last time into my depths.

  Later, he drew a bath for us in his sunken whirlpool tub. I lay in his arms, replete as he ran his hands slowly over my body. All too soon, it was way after midnight and Jordan returned me to Jenna’s home with a promise to pick me up tomorrow morning at ten. He had a boat on Lake Travis and we would be spending the day on it.