“You’re so close, aren’t you?” I kiss my way up his jaw, to his ear.
“Yes,” he sighs, squeezing my hand.
“Are you going to come?”“Yes!” He thrusts himself against me faster, causing the bed to shift and creak.
The sound of his voice, like this, is too much.
“Come on me,” I say with a grin. “Paint me like a canvas with your cum.” That does him in. His breaths come in fast and his body tenses.
“I’m coming,” he cries, louder than he ever has before. The moment I feel his cum erupt onto my skin, I lose it.
“All over me,” I say.
His hands squeeze mine tight as he screams my name and it’s the most beautiful sound I’ve ever fucking heard.
“Fuck,” I hiss as I still above him, tensing as the orgasm hits me. “I’m coming!”
Tears prickle the edge of my eyes and suddenly I feel like I can’t breathe.
A second later I feel his hand on my jaw, drawing me down to kiss him. His kiss is feverish. Messy.
I fucking love it. I love it when he comes undone.
“Oh my God, Jordan,” I breathe against his mouth. He chuckles, sliding his tongue across my lips. “That was so good,”I whisper.
Our chemistry is fucking wild. I’ve never felt this good with anyone else.Only him.
“So good,” he laughs, his voice soft, full of so much relief, and dare I say… love?
No, that can’t be right. You’re imagining that.
No one can really love you, Alex. You know that.
He rolls me off him, until I’m on my side. He threads his leg through mine, and pulls me close.
“Feel better?” I ask.
His fingertips draw circles on my shoulder as I rest my face in the crook of his neck.
“Mhmm,” he says, and a moment later, he’s snoring away. I chuckle, burying my face into his neck again.
I stay like that until my phone goes off.
I gently detach myself from Jordan’s tangled limbs and grab my phone.
It’s Kearstin.
Hey! I just wanted to touch base and mention I talked to Maggie, and she suggested we should all get together for another double date if you’re up for it.
I stare at her words, my heart breaking at the sight.
I’m caught between screaming, crying, and all out shutting down.
Of course, he’s still with her. Why would I think he would have broken up with her?
Why would I think he would pickme?
He said he didn’t know what this was—that he needed my help to figure out his feelings.
