Niall
With just one word from her, my secret weapon has come back from the dead, in perfect shape, ready for war. And, yes: I really do mean war. Because there is no other way to win over this woman. I have to fight against her before I can fight alongside her.
I slide my hand behind her neck and pull her gently towards me. Her hands press against my chest, trying to keep a little distance between us.
“I could get in so much trouble,” she says under her breath, as I smile, smugly. “And not the kind of trouble you have in mind.”
“Well, last time you used me. So I’d say it’s time to return the favour.”
“I didn’t use you.”
“You smacked me on the arse and told me to trot like a horse.”
“Oh, my God.” She tears her eyes away. “I really did do that.”
“Yep.” I brush my nose against her cheek to make her face me again. “And it was crazy, and exciting.You’recrazy and exciting.”
Her expression grows serious. “I’m not that woman, Niall.”
I look at her questioningly. “Then what womanareyou, exactly?”
She shakes her head, embarrassed.
“Actually, tell you what,” I say, bringing my other hand behind her neck and pulling her face into mine. “Don’t say anything. I want to find out for myself.”
She sighs, waiting for my mouth. “What if you don’t like the woman you discover?”
I press my body against hers. Jordan tries not to giggle when she feelsjusthow much I like her, and everything that’s about to happen.
“Is that proof enough for you?”
“I don’t know. I’d need to see it up close to be sure.”
“That can be arranged.”
I lift her up by her hips, and she wraps her legs around my waist, her arms linked around my neck. I move towards the sofa and sit down, with her on my lap.
“You really liked the whole cowgirl thing, didn’t you?” she teases, and my dick presses longingly against my jeans.
“If I’m being completely honest, Headmistress, I liked everything. Especially your nerdy glasses. You can take off everything, but not those.”
“Are you giving me orders now?”
“If you want, I could get down on one knee and ask?”
I move quickly on the sofa, flipping her underneath me. I slide to my knees on the floor, my hands on her thighs.
“What are you planning to do, Kerry?”
“You know exactly what I have in mind, Headmistress.”
Her eyes are suddenly aflame, hope and anticipation spasming through me. If she continues like this, I’ll come before I can even get my pants off.
I grab at the elastic of her tracksuit bottoms and tug them down over her legs. Jordan watches me, without trying to stop me. I go back up to her waist, my fingers sliding under the lining of her underwear. She watches me, holding her breath, as I slowly slip them over her hips and down to the floor.
“Keep them on,” I tell her, pulling her further down on the sofa. “If you keep them on,” I say, panting against her trembling skin, “I promise you won’t regret it.”
I press against her thighs, then brush my mouth lightly between her legs. Jordan stretches out against the backrest behind her, grabbing at the sofa, her eyes glued to me. I feel her sigh, watch her move around in anticipation, as I kiss her slowly, making her want something she’s probably never had. I’m happy to give it to her: a man, on his knees in front of her, who can’t wait to have her to himself for a whole night.
