forefinger. Spurring her desire back into life, making her pussy twang. Uh oh.
Her eyes involuntarily flicked to his groin and sure enough, there was a substantial wedge rising. Goodness me, thought Tiana, her heart rate accelerating despite herself.
He looked up into her face and cocked a brow. “Don’t you like it? You want me to stop?” he said, tweaking her nipple with sensual skill. Tiana’s eyes blinked and she resisted the urge to fall back and purr. Damn, but just the touch of his hand set off her triggers. She’d cum so hard just minutes ago so how come her body was thrumming again?
“I like it. Please don’t stop,” she said evenly to hide her much her insides were trembling. He nodded, and trailed his fingers round and round her areole. Her eyes watched his face as he stared at her breast, his concentration fixed. He liked touching; he liked touching her.
She didn’t exactly understand what was happening. She hadn’t really thought this far ahead about tonight’s appointment. She’d wanted Jordan to fuck her again and he had, though she’d pretended to both of them that she was booking him for dinner. But now he was sketching those skilful hands over her most sensitive regions.
She loved feeling his hand on her skin; it had never felt strange even on the first night when all this had begun. Her breath shortened as he flattened his hand over her belly, the weight somehow soothing even above the satin of her bra. His thick dark lashes downcast, he swept the fabric upwards, revealing the smooth V of her sex half-hidden between her clamped up thighs. He slid his hand down one knee and then slowly, drew it apart from the other.
Tiana felt like a very young woman again, about to be really touched for the first time. When Jordan started to work on her pussy mound with that inquisitive, knowing hand, she felt lost. What was he doing to her? He’d awoken a she-wolf within her and now she couldn’t imagine not ever being able to feel his tender touch, splitting her sizzling folds apart and stroking her vulva into swollen abandon.
“So hot and tight,” he murmured, quietly sliding two fingers into her pussy. Tiana gasped and clutched at the sheets beneath her. He elbowed her knees further apart and now her thighs were spread almost lewdly, leaving every bit of her open to scrutiny. Tiana couldn’t help staring at his hand, the lightly tanned fingers inching in and out of her creamy brown-skinned sex. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head at the sensation of his fingers probing sensually inside her.
“I’ve never met a woman like you, Tiana,” Jordan said lightly, startling her out of her erotic daze as she tried to focus her vision on his handsome, studiously blank face with his eyes still fixed on her pussy. “And I’ve been with a lot of women. But you…there’s something about your body that makes me want to drop everything each time you call.”
Tiana’s spine arched with a gasp as he delved his fingers in deep to the last knuckle, hitching to that invisible hot spot deep inside her. Her lips went slack as she stared at his face with the light sheen of perspiration now coating his temple. “You make me want to…forget that this is supposed to be just about giving you what you need. Now it’s getting to a point that this is what I need, too.”
Tiana’s head was spinning. Why was he telling her this now? What did it all mean? She couldn’t process, couldn’t answer his question, not sure he required a reply. All she could truly focus on was the slick sweep of his fingers over her clit, teasing the hard bud out of its hood. Making her so dizzy with awareness her pleasure-points throbbed.
Tiana looked up into his face and found he was staring right at her now, his piercing grey gaze dark and pinned to hers. Tiana gulped, fighting down the squirming edge of desire making her pussy walls contract on his fingers still buried inside her.
A grimace that looked like pain crossed his
Her eyes involuntarily flicked to his groin and sure enough, there was a substantial wedge rising. Goodness me, thought Tiana, her heart rate accelerating despite herself.
He looked up into her face and cocked a brow. “Don’t you like it? You want me to stop?” he said, tweaking her nipple with sensual skill. Tiana’s eyes blinked and she resisted the urge to fall back and purr. Damn, but just the touch of his hand set off her triggers. She’d cum so hard just minutes ago so how come her body was thrumming again?
“I like it. Please don’t stop,” she said evenly to hide her much her insides were trembling. He nodded, and trailed his fingers round and round her areole. Her eyes watched his face as he stared at her breast, his concentration fixed. He liked touching; he liked touching her.
She didn’t exactly understand what was happening. She hadn’t really thought this far ahead about tonight’s appointment. She’d wanted Jordan to fuck her again and he had, though she’d pretended to both of them that she was booking him for dinner. But now he was sketching those skilful hands over her most sensitive regions.
She loved feeling his hand on her skin; it had never felt strange even on the first night when all this had begun. Her breath shortened as he flattened his hand over her belly, the weight somehow soothing even above the satin of her bra. His thick dark lashes downcast, he swept the fabric upwards, revealing the smooth V of her sex half-hidden between her clamped up thighs. He slid his hand down one knee and then slowly, drew it apart from the other.
Tiana felt like a very young woman again, about to be really touched for the first time. When Jordan started to work on her pussy mound with that inquisitive, knowing hand, she felt lost. What was he doing to her? He’d awoken a she-wolf within her and now she couldn’t imagine not ever being able to feel his tender touch, splitting her sizzling folds apart and stroking her vulva into swollen abandon.
“So hot and tight,” he murmured, quietly sliding two fingers into her pussy. Tiana gasped and clutched at the sheets beneath her. He elbowed her knees further apart and now her thighs were spread almost lewdly, leaving every bit of her open to scrutiny. Tiana couldn’t help staring at his hand, the lightly tanned fingers inching in and out of her creamy brown-skinned sex. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head at the sensation of his fingers probing sensually inside her.
“I’ve never met a woman like you, Tiana,” Jordan said lightly, startling her out of her erotic daze as she tried to focus her vision on his handsome, studiously blank face with his eyes still fixed on her pussy. “And I’ve been with a lot of women. But you…there’s something about your body that makes me want to drop everything each time you call.”
Tiana’s spine arched with a gasp as he delved his fingers in deep to the last knuckle, hitching to that invisible hot spot deep inside her. Her lips went slack as she stared at his face with the light sheen of perspiration now coating his temple. “You make me want to…forget that this is supposed to be just about giving you what you need. Now it’s getting to a point that this is what I need, too.”
Tiana’s head was spinning. Why was he telling her this now? What did it all mean? She couldn’t process, couldn’t answer his question, not sure he required a reply. All she could truly focus on was the slick sweep of his fingers over her clit, teasing the hard bud out of its hood. Making her so dizzy with awareness her pleasure-points throbbed.
Tiana looked up into his face and found he was staring right at her now, his piercing grey gaze dark and pinned to hers. Tiana gulped, fighting down the squirming edge of desire making her pussy walls contract on his fingers still buried inside her.
A grimace that looked like pain crossed his
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