Page 3 of My Ex Girlfriend's Brother

I ran my thumb over his kiss swollen bottom lip. “Follow me home?”

“Hell, fucking yes.”

CHAPTERTWO

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I feltas giddy as a schoolboy as I watched Jordan step out of his car and his feet hit the pavement of my driveway. I moved to him and grabbed him by the collar of his shirt, pulling him through my garage and into my house.

The second the door closed behind us, I pushed Jordan against the door and slammed my mouth to his. The entire drive home, all I could think about was tasting him again and having him under me.

“Fuck, you taste good,” I moaned as I broke away and started kissing along his stubbly jawline. “I can’t wait to taste every inch of your body.”

“Fuck, yes,” Jordan groaned, leaning back against the door. His warm hands slipped underneath my t-shirt and roamed the plains of my taut stomach. As his fingers danced along the ridges of my abs, my muscles contracted at his touch.

Stepping back, I reached out and gripped Jordan’s hand and pulled him through my dark house and into my bedroom, unable to wait any longer to get my hands on him. It had been a long time since I wanted anyone as much as I did him at that moment.

I led him to stand in front of my bed before I stopped to take him in. We seemed to be the same height, at six feet even. Jordan filled out his t-shirt and cargo shorts with muscles that bulged with every movement. He looked at me with lust-filled eyes tracing every advance I made.

I couldn’t decide if I wanted him to strip for me or for me to take off each item of his clothing, but he made the choice for me when he gripped the neck of his t-shirt and pulled it over his head.

I stood in awe of his chiseled chest. It was so damn smooth that I didn’t make my move as I watched him remove his shorts. He was beautiful; there were no other words to describe him. His long, lean legs were toned and tanned, but nothing compared to his long cock that stood jutted out toward me like a homing beacon.

“Are you going to stand there and watch me, or are you waiting for me to undress you?”

Oh, I liked the sound of him taking my clothes off.

Jordan stalked toward me, his eyes hungry. The second his hands touched me, my body shuddered with anticipation.

His lithe hands slipped off my shirt and went to the button of my jeans. His hot mouth licked and kissed down my torso and along the hair that led to my screaming dick. The sound of my zipper being released had my entire body on alert, eager for his touch.

My shorts fell to the ground with a soft thunk as Jordan’s hand wrapped around my shaft.

I stared down at him, watching his every move. Jordan’s eyes were locked on mine as he stuck out his tongue and swirled it around my head.

A long moan escaped as I dipped my head down further, not wanting to miss a moment of his mouth on me. He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing.

Was he nervous?

“Hey.” My hands ran through the soft strands of his dark brown hair and then pulled him up to stand. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I’m more than happy to swallow your cock before I fuck you.”

His eyes and nostrils flared, and I knew it was time for me to take over.

Going down on my knees, I gripped his hips with my hands as I lowered down, took the tip of his cock into my mouth, and sucked.

“Oh god,” he bucked his hips into my mouth.

I took all of him until he hit the back of my throat, and then I started to bob on his perfect dick, covering it with my saliva. Bringing one hand around, I used the slickness I created to wet my index finger.

The noises Jordan was making as I sucked his cock had my dick leaking with pre-cum. If I wasn’t enjoying sucking him off so much, I would have started stroking myself. As I opened my throat to take every last inch of him, I nudged the puckered rim of his hole with my finger and pushed it inside.

There was a little resistance, but as I ran my other hand up Jordan’s side and along his ribs, he slowly started to relax and open up, taking my finger in to the third knuckle.

Jordan’s fingers dug into my shoulders, and his legs started to shake as I added another finger. His moans and groans as he sunk his fingers into the flesh of my back had me moving up and down faster while pumping and scissoring my fingers.

“I’m close, so close,” he muttered, throwing his head back. The long arch of his neck nearly had me coming on the spot. I couldn’t wait to fill his ass with my cock.

I felt him swell a second before Jordan unloaded down my throat, and I drank down every last drop.

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