Jordan looked up at me from between my thighs, his eyes full of wicked mirth. "Multiple orgasms, my princess."
"Oh," I gasped, my lids flickering closed as he slid a finger inside me, perfectly harmonizing with his mouth on my clit. "Yeah, that works for me."
Jordan laughed one of those totally masculine, self-satisfied kind of laughs, then went to work becoming my prince charming.
"Are you okay?" he teased some minutes later, kissing my stomach as he shifted out of the death grip my thighs had pinned him in throughout my orgasm. I'd wriggled out of my bra at some point, and he sucked gently on my nipple next.
I groaned, pulling him up to lie beside me so I could kiss his lips. He still tasted of me, but it was hot. It reminded me of the way he'd just eaten me out like I was his last meal on earth. Fucking. Incredible.
"Okaydoesn't even scratch the surface," I whispered back. My voice was hoarse from the screaming I'd just done... but we'd only just started. I skated my fingertips down his chest, stroking all the hard planes and ridges of his muscles until I reached the elastic waistband of his briefs. "My turn."
I freed his throbbing cock from his underwear, shoving them out of the way with one hand while stroking him with the other. Jordan hissed through his teeth as my thumb circled his tip, smearing his slick fluid around and stroking at the tight ridge under the cap.
I loved the reactions I was getting out of him. Even when he'd been going down on me, his body had been so clearly responding, and it was a heady, powerful feeling.
Shuffling down the bed, I placed a hand on his tight abs, pushing him flat so I could take him in my mouth. My tongue repeated the motions my thumb had just taken, then I sucked him in deep. Jordan moaned, his hips bucking up to meet my motions, and I gripped his base, stroking in time with my mouth until he cursed loudly.
"What?" I asked, giving him a mischievous grin while my hand kept pumping his shaft. I was kneeling between his legs, my ass in the air as I sucked him, but the pained look on his face made me curious. Especially when he indicated over my shoulder.
I turned my head to look at what he was pointing at, then snickered a laugh. Somehow I'd managed to position myself directly in front of his mirror, so while I went down on him, he could seeeverythingfrom behind.
"Nope," he grunted, "that's too much torture."
He gripped my arms and tugged me up the bed, flipping me over onto my back and settling between my thighs again. This time, though, there were no clothes to get in the way.
"Violet," he breathed, meeting my eyes with such intensity it hurt my fucking soul. "Fuck, I need you."
I hitched my hips, gasping as his tip found my entrance, but he didn't push forward.
"Jordy," I protested, running my hands down his abs, then grasping his waist. "Don't be a tease."
He hesitated a moment before replying. "I was just thinking I don't have any condoms..."
I froze for a second, then relaxed again, remembering my involuntary IUD. "Uh, well, thanks to Alex's paranoia that I'll cheat on him, I'm safeguarded against pregnancy."
Jordan ran his tongue over his lower lip, looking crazy sexy and all kinds of hungry as he looked down at me. "It's academy policy to check for STDs every couple of months, too," he told me, "and I haven't been with anyone since the last test..."
"I have," I replied honestly, but Jordan already knew that. Then again, if the entire student body was getting tested pretty regularly, the risk of anyone having anything was low. “Up to you… but I’m pretty eager to continue.”
Clearly Jordan agreed with that opinion because a second later he was so deep inside me I was seeing stars. Holy fuck.
He paused for only a moment, his shoulder muscles all bunched and tense as my pussy clenched around him, but then he kissed me like I was the center of his fucking universe and it drove mewild.
My legs hooked around his waist, pulling him down while my hips bucked up, taking what I needed with primal ferocity as our tongues danced over one another. He caught up, then took control, thrusting into me hard enough that the headboard smacked the wall.
It made me laugh, which then dissolved into moans and gasps as he shifted his weight back, hooking his hands under my thighs and spreading me wider. The new angle saw the head of his cock hitting my G-spot, and I could sense another orgasm on the near horizon.
"Violet," Jordan panted, his eyes shiny with pure, undiluted lust. "Touch yourself. Make yourself come on my cock."
My heart raced, and I bit my lip. Who knew Jordy was a dirty talker? It was hot asfuckthough, and I was nothing if not obliging. I snaked a hand down between us, finding my clit with practiced ease and rubbing it like I'd done a thousand times before. He watched me with those hungry, predatory eyes as I made myself come, my pussy tightening and pulsing around his dick and making his breathing spike almost as fast as my own.
"That was insanely hot," he moaned as I came back to Earth. He was still pumping into me, slowly, tortuously, and I knew we weren't done yet. "One more, baby."
He pulled out of me completely, and I protested at the loss. But he just laughed and flipped me over, pulling me up on shaking hands and knees before plunging back in from behind.
The sudden change of position while I was still shuddering through the aftershocks of my last orgasm did exactly what he intended. Before the room even stopped spinning, I crashed over the cliff into another crazy intense climax that made me howl and thrash on Jordan's cock.
He cursed, then grunted, grabbing onto my hips with bruising strength and slamming me down onto him as he found his own release with a satisfied roar.
