face for a moment, before he shook his head and growled, “Tiana, you need to know I…”
But then he stopped short, surprising her by suddenly pulling out his fingers. He looked almost pained, but then to her inner glee he was straightening up and grabbing her by the waist, turning her over before she could even steal her next breath.
Caught between wondering what he’d been about to say, to wondering what he was about to do, Tiana twisted her head round to look at him as he knelt behind her. “Never mind. I’m going to fuck you now,” he told her, and Tiana’s chest constricted with a tight, heated rush of passion. “Unless you have other ideas?”
Tiana swallowed, her palms resting flat on the bed as she felt him station her lower half the way he wanted. She felt a surge of panic as she thought of this position and how some parts of her belly still felt faintly punctured from the last time when he’d fairly gone on rampage when he’d taken her from this angle against the table. Her greedy inner walls now screeched with both eagerness and trepidation.
“I…I…,” Tiana began, feeling like such an idiot for not being able to frame what she was thinking even as she saw him reach for a condom, rip it open and roll it unto his freed cock, already so hard and angry-looking her eyes widened as her pussy responded in twitching anticipation.
A shadow of need stamped over his face, making his chiseled cheekbones look more prominent as he now gripped her hips and jerked her back into position. “It’ll be good, I promise,” he said a little thickly, as if reading her mind. “I can go as slow as you want, Tia. Or as fast. Just let me know either way. I aim to please.”
Those last huskily delivered words had her trembling even as he slid his length into her waiting, soft and pliant sheathe. It pained her that she was helpless to fight her sexual need of him even as she began to wish there could be more. He made her feel so good when he was inside her. Treated her like she needed to be treated; anticipating her desires even before she could articulate them. He was indeed a master lover but she saw in him the potential to be much more.
A friend – a real lover. She must be a damn fool.
Jordan was careful this time, but no less thorough.
He slid in to the hilt and then withdrew slowly until just the tip remained inside her. Then with agonizing patience, he filled her up again, making her sweat as her inner layers quivered at the steady, smooth pressure. Keeping her on all fours, he built up a rocking, continuous pace that was maddeningly delicious. Tiana had to force herself to keep her arms straight as Jordan’s body pitched against her with libidinous potency, strong enough to bounce her forward with each thrust. She listened for the sounds they made as he fucked her; and even as he held on to his control she could hear the chopping hitch of his breathing.
“Tia,” he suddenly groaned, reaching down underneath her to press insistent fingers over her aching clit. Tiana’s arms finally buckled as she planted her face into the mattress, tits swaying as he began to really bump and grind her. He jockeyed her clit as he smacked into her faster and faster, going deep yet never too rigorously to hurt. It was hot and wild and sweet, especially when he took the time to zip her beady clitoris in conjunction with his thrusts.
He held back until the last moment when she finally overflowed with the immense tingles that were taking control of her pussy. For the second time that night she came, and came. Only Jordan made her climax like that, as if wave upon wave of bliss was washing over her in a cascade.
“Damn,” he growled, as her muscles clenched and wiggled around his cock. His fingers gripped her hips just that bit tighter but only for a second before he loosened his grip and whispered, “I’m gonna come.” Which made Tiana shiver into another mini-climax as he sent in several careening thrusts that almost
But then he stopped short, surprising her by suddenly pulling out his fingers. He looked almost pained, but then to her inner glee he was straightening up and grabbing her by the waist, turning her over before she could even steal her next breath.
Caught between wondering what he’d been about to say, to wondering what he was about to do, Tiana twisted her head round to look at him as he knelt behind her. “Never mind. I’m going to fuck you now,” he told her, and Tiana’s chest constricted with a tight, heated rush of passion. “Unless you have other ideas?”
Tiana swallowed, her palms resting flat on the bed as she felt him station her lower half the way he wanted. She felt a surge of panic as she thought of this position and how some parts of her belly still felt faintly punctured from the last time when he’d fairly gone on rampage when he’d taken her from this angle against the table. Her greedy inner walls now screeched with both eagerness and trepidation.
“I…I…,” Tiana began, feeling like such an idiot for not being able to frame what she was thinking even as she saw him reach for a condom, rip it open and roll it unto his freed cock, already so hard and angry-looking her eyes widened as her pussy responded in twitching anticipation.
A shadow of need stamped over his face, making his chiseled cheekbones look more prominent as he now gripped her hips and jerked her back into position. “It’ll be good, I promise,” he said a little thickly, as if reading her mind. “I can go as slow as you want, Tia. Or as fast. Just let me know either way. I aim to please.”
Those last huskily delivered words had her trembling even as he slid his length into her waiting, soft and pliant sheathe. It pained her that she was helpless to fight her sexual need of him even as she began to wish there could be more. He made her feel so good when he was inside her. Treated her like she needed to be treated; anticipating her desires even before she could articulate them. He was indeed a master lover but she saw in him the potential to be much more.
A friend – a real lover. She must be a damn fool.
Jordan was careful this time, but no less thorough.
He slid in to the hilt and then withdrew slowly until just the tip remained inside her. Then with agonizing patience, he filled her up again, making her sweat as her inner layers quivered at the steady, smooth pressure. Keeping her on all fours, he built up a rocking, continuous pace that was maddeningly delicious. Tiana had to force herself to keep her arms straight as Jordan’s body pitched against her with libidinous potency, strong enough to bounce her forward with each thrust. She listened for the sounds they made as he fucked her; and even as he held on to his control she could hear the chopping hitch of his breathing.
“Tia,” he suddenly groaned, reaching down underneath her to press insistent fingers over her aching clit. Tiana’s arms finally buckled as she planted her face into the mattress, tits swaying as he began to really bump and grind her. He jockeyed her clit as he smacked into her faster and faster, going deep yet never too rigorously to hurt. It was hot and wild and sweet, especially when he took the time to zip her beady clitoris in conjunction with his thrusts.
He held back until the last moment when she finally overflowed with the immense tingles that were taking control of her pussy. For the second time that night she came, and came. Only Jordan made her climax like that, as if wave upon wave of bliss was washing over her in a cascade.
“Damn,” he growled, as her muscles clenched and wiggled around his cock. His fingers gripped her hips just that bit tighter but only for a second before he loosened his grip and whispered, “I’m gonna come.” Which made Tiana shiver into another mini-climax as he sent in several careening thrusts that almost
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