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Jim slid down, shoving his hips between my legs and lowering his head to catch one nipple in his mouth. I cried out as he suckled my sensitive flesh, his other hand sliding up and down from my ribs to my waist, stroking me gently.

I clawed at the buttons of his shirt, practically ripping it open, desperate for flesh to flesh contact. Somehow between us we got it off, and I touched him everywhere I could reach, marveling at the feeling of his muscled body. I would have felt uncomfortable about the slight sagging in my breasts and the soft roundness of my belly, but I was too far gone to care.

“Jim,” I gasped his name as he turned his attention to my other nipple.

Meanwhile, his hand moved to the front of my body, popping the snap on my jeans and unzipping my pants. He shoved one hand inside, then chuckled against my breast as he encountered the wet fabric of my panties.

“Good girl, you’re already nice and wet for me.”

I’d never wanted to be called a ‘good girl’ in my life. I’d always thought the phrase was a way to infantilize women, but suddenly I wanted nothing more than to have Jim call me a good girl again.

He shifted down my body, pulling off my jeans and panties. I’d kicked off my shoes when we sat down to eat, so there was no barrier to him getting me completely naked.

“I need to taste you,” he said darkly.

All I could do was moan wantonly as he pulled my legs over his shoulders and flattened his tongue against the lips of my pussy. He licked me a few times before sliding inside, his tongue moving up and down my channel from my opening to my clitoris.

“You taste so good.”

I fisted my hands on the blanket as he turned his attention to my clit, tapping at it with the tip of his tongue, before pressing against it firmly and sliding it back and forth against the bone beneath, giving me just the right amount of pressure. Then one of his thick fingers meandered down my slit to press against my entrance, then pushed inside me, pumping in and out of my opening at a steady pace.

I was crazy with need, bracing myself on his shoulders to roll my hips against his mouth, encouraging him to focus where I needed him the most. He added as second finger, his fingers finding that special spot deep inside me, and without warning I was coming. I gasped his name, my back arching off the ground as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me, leaving me breathless and boneless on the blanket.

As I came down, Jim popped up from between my legs. I opened my eyes to look at him, then damn near came again as I saw the glistening of my juices on his goatee and mouth. He gave me a satisfied smile.

“I love the sounds you make when you come,” he said.

He crawled up my body and kissed me deeply. I could taste myself on his lips, and that only made me hotter. That orgasm had been good but after lusting after Jim for so long, it only took the edge off my desire for him. I needed more.

“Jim. Fuck me. Please.”

Jim

“Fuck me. Please.”

I wanted nothing more than to give Jordan exactly what she was asking for, but I also didn’t want her to regret this. I knew she wasn’t one hundred percent sure about me yet and the last thing I wanted was to send her running the other way. So I said the hardest thing I’d said in probably my whole life.

“I’m not gonna fuck you today, gorgeous.”

Her head shot up, eyes wide.

“What? Why not?” Her face fell. “Oh my God, it’s because I don’t look like the other women you date, isn’t it? They’re all young with perky breasts, aren’t they?”

She dropped her head back on the blanket, her eyes screwed shut.

I was completely taken aback. It was the first time I’d ever seen Jordan be anything but one hundred percent confident. What the hell was that about?

“You think I don’t want you, Jordan?” I asked.

I moved to the side and brought her hand up to my throbbing erection.

“Feel how much I want you,” I said. “You’re so fucking beautiful that I’m five seconds away from coming in my pants like a snot-nosed kid. But we need to wait.”

Her fingers curled around the bulge pressing against my zipper and I groaned.

“Wait for what?”

I grinned, inordinately pleased that she was as desperate as I was.