He placed the bottle on the nightstand and began rubbing the liquid into her skin with the tips of his latex gloved fingers.
Jordan closed her eyes, feeling the liquid warming with each touch. Her heart settled and breathing became normal. Skull slid his hands with a gentle glide.
Shoulders.
Neck.
Breasts and nipples.
Stomach.
Thighs.
Shins.
Ankles.
Feet.
Jordan felt a dampness in-between her legs. Her pain and worries had slipped away, replaced with sexual desire. Skull continued rubbing, but with more firmness. He teased his fingers around her pussy, concentrating on her inner thighs.
“I want you,” Jordan whispered. She opened her eyes and looked at him. “I want you,” she repeated.
Skull gently pushed her to the center of the bed, then unzipped his pants. Jordan spread her legs, craving him to be inside of her.
Skull moved on the bed, positioning himself between her open legs. He pulled his cock out and began stroking the thick head. Jordan rubbed her oily chest, squeezed the nipples, then moved her hands down her stomach. She placed two fingers on the top of her clit, then used her other hand to rub the lower portion which was soaked with desire.
“Fuck me,” she groaned.
Skull turned his head to the left, then to the right, signifying that he would not grant her request.
However, he leaned forward, rubbing her thighs while digging his latex fingers into the oily skin. Jordan continued fingering herself while staring into his eyes. He pushed his hands up her body, along her ribcage, and squeezed her breasts.
Jordan could feel the tip of his cock on the back of her hand. All she had to do was grab it and force it inside of her.
Skull pinched her nipple with one hand, then stroked himself with the other hand. Together they pleasured themselves while time slipped away. Jordan’s fingers were soaked from her wetness. Skull moved his cock over her stomach, squeezed the head, then shot a burst of cum that splattered her right breast and the edge of her neck.
He eased off the bed, left the room, then returned a minute later with a moist towel. He used the towel to wipe the cum off.
He then reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out her flesh dildo and placed it by the two black bottles.
Jordan could sense the grin behind his mask. She watched as he walked out of the bedroom, followed by the sound of the front door opening and closing.
The oil on Jordan’s skin had dried. She pulled the blankets over herself and drifted into a deep sleep.
42
The cell phone woke her up. Jordan glanced at the clock, seeing it was 5:05. But she wasn’t sure if it was AM, or PM.
She looked around the bedroom. The phone must have gone to voicemail.
A few seconds later, it began ringing again. Jordan flung off the blankets and followed the sound of the ringing. She found her phone on the bathroom sink. She answered while sitting down on the toilet and peeing. “Hello?”
“It’s Kady. Were you busy?”
Jordan used her chin and shoulder to hold the phone while she wiped, stood, and washed her hands. “No, I was just taking a nap. Or sleeping...I’m not sure.” She looked in the mirror. “What day is it?”
“Wednesday,” Kady said. “Are you okay?”
Jordan realized that is was five in the afternoon, not morning. “I’m fine. What’s going on?”
“Ryan asked me out!”
“Really?” Jordan walked to the living room, barely aware that she was completely naked. She gazed at the balcony, seeing the last few rays of sunlight shining through the window. “When did he ask you out?”
“Just a few minutes ago.” Kady paused. “Are you mad? Did you like him, or something?”
Jordan continued staring at the balcony where Ryan fucked her this morning. “No, I’m not mad. I’m a little surprised.”
“Why? Because Ryan can have any woman in Nashville and he chose me?”
“No…I’m saying he might just want to get laid. I wouldn’t fall in love with him if I were you.”
“Well, you’re
Jordan closed her eyes, feeling the liquid warming with each touch. Her heart settled and breathing became normal. Skull slid his hands with a gentle glide.
Shoulders.
Neck.
Breasts and nipples.
Stomach.
Thighs.
Shins.
Ankles.
Feet.
Jordan felt a dampness in-between her legs. Her pain and worries had slipped away, replaced with sexual desire. Skull continued rubbing, but with more firmness. He teased his fingers around her pussy, concentrating on her inner thighs.
“I want you,” Jordan whispered. She opened her eyes and looked at him. “I want you,” she repeated.
Skull gently pushed her to the center of the bed, then unzipped his pants. Jordan spread her legs, craving him to be inside of her.
Skull moved on the bed, positioning himself between her open legs. He pulled his cock out and began stroking the thick head. Jordan rubbed her oily chest, squeezed the nipples, then moved her hands down her stomach. She placed two fingers on the top of her clit, then used her other hand to rub the lower portion which was soaked with desire.
“Fuck me,” she groaned.
Skull turned his head to the left, then to the right, signifying that he would not grant her request.
However, he leaned forward, rubbing her thighs while digging his latex fingers into the oily skin. Jordan continued fingering herself while staring into his eyes. He pushed his hands up her body, along her ribcage, and squeezed her breasts.
Jordan could feel the tip of his cock on the back of her hand. All she had to do was grab it and force it inside of her.
Skull pinched her nipple with one hand, then stroked himself with the other hand. Together they pleasured themselves while time slipped away. Jordan’s fingers were soaked from her wetness. Skull moved his cock over her stomach, squeezed the head, then shot a burst of cum that splattered her right breast and the edge of her neck.
He eased off the bed, left the room, then returned a minute later with a moist towel. He used the towel to wipe the cum off.
He then reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out her flesh dildo and placed it by the two black bottles.
Jordan could sense the grin behind his mask. She watched as he walked out of the bedroom, followed by the sound of the front door opening and closing.
The oil on Jordan’s skin had dried. She pulled the blankets over herself and drifted into a deep sleep.
42
The cell phone woke her up. Jordan glanced at the clock, seeing it was 5:05. But she wasn’t sure if it was AM, or PM.
She looked around the bedroom. The phone must have gone to voicemail.
A few seconds later, it began ringing again. Jordan flung off the blankets and followed the sound of the ringing. She found her phone on the bathroom sink. She answered while sitting down on the toilet and peeing. “Hello?”
“It’s Kady. Were you busy?”
Jordan used her chin and shoulder to hold the phone while she wiped, stood, and washed her hands. “No, I was just taking a nap. Or sleeping...I’m not sure.” She looked in the mirror. “What day is it?”
“Wednesday,” Kady said. “Are you okay?”
Jordan realized that is was five in the afternoon, not morning. “I’m fine. What’s going on?”
“Ryan asked me out!”
“Really?” Jordan walked to the living room, barely aware that she was completely naked. She gazed at the balcony, seeing the last few rays of sunlight shining through the window. “When did he ask you out?”
“Just a few minutes ago.” Kady paused. “Are you mad? Did you like him, or something?”
Jordan continued staring at the balcony where Ryan fucked her this morning. “No, I’m not mad. I’m a little surprised.”
“Why? Because Ryan can have any woman in Nashville and he chose me?”
“No…I’m saying he might just want to get laid. I wouldn’t fall in love with him if I were you.”
“Well, you’re
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