Page 85 of Before You Say I Do
They were out in the open, which meant they could open themselves up together. No more kisses in darkness. No more sex in confined spaces. Today was about luxuriating in each other. Touching every part of Jordan. Kissing every part of Jordan.
Abby pulled back, her brain scrambled by Jordan’s kisses. She stared into her blue eyes, seeing for the first time some green flecks. She’d never relaxed enough this close to Jordan to notice. She could now. Abby kissed Jordan’s eyelids. “I can’t believe we’re here,” she said. “I can’t believe you did what you did.” She shook her head. “I almost got married today. To someone whose kisses never made my head spin.”
Jordan planted another on her lips. She glanced over at the champagne. “You want to pop the cork on the champagne?”
Abby stared at her, desire blazing through her core. “I’d rather pop the cork on you.”
Jordan gave her a grin. “Now you’re talking.” She placed a hand under Abby’s shirt and touched her back.
Abby’s skin tingled. She pressed her lips back to Jordan’s, and this time, she was going to let her body do the talking.
Today had been hard. It was time to make it all better.
Abby’s kisses grew more urgent. It had only been five days since the plane, but it might as well have been a lifetime.
They staggered through the lounge, Jordan shedding her top, Abby flinging hers off.
Jordan made short work of Abby’s bra. It dropped to the floor, leaving her breasts exposed. When Jordan saw them fully, she stilled.
She ran a reverent hand over them both, before bringing her tongue to Abby’s nipple and circling first one, then the other.
Every muscle inside Abby contracted. She drew in a breath as Jordan sucked her into her mouth.
Abby ran a hand through Jordan’s golden hair, leaning on her so she wouldn’t collapse. If this was what happened when Jordan kissed her breasts, she couldn’t imagine the rest.
Jordan brought her head level with Abby again, a sly grin on her face. “Shall we find the bed and get naked?”
Abby nodded. “Fuck, yes.”
Jordan guided them there, before shucking her jeans, then sliding off Abby’s jeans and pants. She stood back to admire her naked form.
“I said you’d look better with no clothes on.” Jordan leaned in. “I was right.”
Abby shook her head, waving a hand up and down. “I’m naked, and you’re standing there in black lace looking like a Victoria’s Secret model.”
Jordan looked down at herself. “You don’t like?”
“Oh no, I very much like.” Abby pulled her closer. She ran a finger inside the top of Jordan’s pants.
Jordan sucked in a long breath. “I gambled on getting lucky today. Karen’s a lingerie buyer for M&S. It pays to have connections.”
Abby slipped her hand further down. “Tell her I’d like some crotchless pants for you next, okay?”
Jordan’s eyelids fluttered shut. “What are you doing to me?” She opened her eyes. “But you’re going to have to wait. You had your way with me on the plane. Now it’s my turn, wouldn’t you say?”
Abby wasn’t putting up a fight. “Whatever you say. So long as you keep your underwear on to fuck me.”
“Your wish is my command.” Jordan moved Abby up the bed, before working her way down her body, covering every inch of her skin with hot, urgent kisses.
Abby closed her eyes and gave in to the moment. The attention Jordan was giving her, the look in her eyes when their gazes connected, was pure lust. Jordan was making her feel like the most desirable woman in the world.
That hadn’t happened in a very long time.
When Jordan licked her way up her thighs, Abby sighed. When she teased her nipples again, Abby saw stars. When she kissed her way up her neck, she purred. And then, when Jordan’s hand hovered over her pussy, Abby’s whole body roared to life. All the lovers that had gone before were wiped away. All the feelings she could never work out, all the indifference she’d felt in past relationships.
Gone.
Vanished.
