Page 71 of Cupcake of the Month
And then he stepped away from her.
“Do you have to go home right away?” she asked.
“No.” His voice came out low and husky, and he brushed her hair off her shoulder, letting it slide through his fingers. “Jordan—”
“Good.” His touch had sent tingles down her spine, but his voice broke on her name and apprehension laced his tone. A heavy weight settled in her chest.
He kissed her then, hard and sweet and laden with unfulfilled promise. It felt like good bye. Tears pricked behind her eyes, and she grasped him tight. Ah, damn it. She hungered for him, far more than she should. Even if it was for only one more time.
She slid her hands under his shirt to his back. They kneaded his lean muscle as they flexed and strained from her touch. With each caress, she deepened the pressure of her lips and slid her tongue into his mouth. He groaned and devoured her with every stroke and slide of his tongue. His hand crept around the nape of her neck, holding her in place while he plundered and explored.
His other hands squeezed her ass her through her cotton skirt and pushed her against his erection. The rise of his jeans hit her in just the right spot and she moaned, rubbing herself against him.
“I bet you’re wet,” he groaned in her ear. “So wet and ready for me.”
She’d been ready for him the moment she left him a few days ago. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around him, her skirt shamelessly riding up around her waist.
Being held in the air was novel for her, considering her height. She loved every sensation of this feminine awareness, every point of contact, every bit of friction. Loved bending down to kiss him, while her breasts tingled from being pressed against his upper chest, sending darts of pure heat to her core.
He shifted, pulling her even closer and thrusting against her through her cotton panties. He carried her that way to her room, his hands spread wide on her ass, bumping against the wall because Jordan didn’t stop kissing him so he could navigate. She didn’t care. She wasn’t letting him go.
They entered her room. He kicked the door shut, then released her, letting her slide down his body. Once her feet were on the floor, he dropped to his knees and pulled her skirt up, exposing her white underwear.
“You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice rough. His thumb stroked her through the material and her legs went weak. A low moan slipped past her lips, and she put her hands on his shoulders to keep steady.
Josh leaned forward and nibbled against the fabric barrier.
Gasps and groans escaped her throat. A small push against her belly sent her tumbling to the bed.
Josh didn’t let her find her balance. He wrapped his arms around each thigh and pulled her close, holding her open to his desires. A finger traced the edge of her underwear before pushing the material aside.
Jordan held her breath, waiting for the moment when he tasted her, for his hot mouth to feast on her. Her hips gave little thrusts of desperation that she couldn’t control and she whimpered with the anticipation.
She lifted her head to see him staring at the juncture of her legs. Had he changed his mind? Her body pulsed and strained and cried for him, while she fought through the sexual haze.
“Josh?”
He drew his gaze up to meet hers and her heart jumped at the wildness in his eyes, a heavy lidded gaze of hunger and lust and desire.
“Oh, God.” She moaned and leaned back, that expression all she needed to know.
“Jordan.” His voice was reverent, her name a prayer. And then he bowed down to her.
He stroked his tongue against her, spreading wicked tingles through her body. Her mind floated on waves of desire as he licked and sucked and nibbled and tasted and devoured. He seemed to know exactly how to touch her.
His tongue explored every fold, every curve, every part of her. She grabbed for his head, but he gripped her wrists tight and strong and unyielding and her passion surged with each seductive stroke.
“I’ve waited too long to taste you.” His voice vibrated against her. “You’re not getting in my way now.”
His words added to the flames and fury building within her body. She gasped for breath as she bucked beneath him.
Her heels squirmed for purchase on the mattress but her feet slipped off the edge, leaving her floating among the barrage of desire that he awakened within her.
“So sweet.” He kissed the inside of her thigh with little licks of fire. He rested his palm on her mons, then his thumb joined his tongue in a sensual onslaught.
She surrendered, sinking into the pleasure he offered.
Everywhere they touched added to the inferno within her. Her thrusts lifted her off the mattress, and he slid his tongue deeper into her hungry body. Moans caught in her throat between gasps for air. Every part of her centered on the stroking of his flattened tongue and circling pressure of his thumb, knowing it was Josh that brought her to these heights. Ripples of hot pleasure spread over her.
