Page 52 of Forever Found

“Can we carry on…please? I want you so desperately right now. I don’t want to stop.”

Jordan’s lips crashed down over mine before I’d even finished the last word, then he was lifting me into his arms. I hurried towrap my legs around his waist to hold on as he started moving through the cabin and up the stairs.

“We’re carrying on,” he told me as he pulled back long enough to glance around at the top of the stairs. He moved to the door of my room and opened it, kissing down my neck as we walked in. The door crashed shut, and I guessed he had kicked it, but I didn’t take enough notice as I clung to him, my head tipped to the side to allow him more access to my neck. It drove me crazy when he nibbled the skin there, then soothed with more kisses.

I looked down as he placed one knee on the bed, then lowered us both down enough to lay me in the middle of the mattress.

“Shall we start up where we left off?” he asked with a sexy lift of his eyebrow and I nodded vigorously as I lay back and braced my upper body on my elbows.

I squealed in delight and shock when Jordan wrapped his huge hands around my ankles and dragged me to the very bottom edge of the bed. He kissed my inner thighs as he placed my feet at the edge of the mattress, just the way he had downstairs, and I fell back, laying plat on my back as the wild need within me built back up immediately and flooded through me.

I took a deep breath of anticipation as Jordan pushed my knees apart, but I didn’t freak out. Somehow it seemed more intimate and less terrifying in my room, with the door closed between us and the rest of the world.

“I already know you’re gonna taste so fucking good,” Jordan growled as he dropped to his knees on the floor at the foot of the bed. I pushed myself up onto my elbows just as he gently parted my lips. “And you’re so wet for me too. You want me, princess?” he asked as he glanced up to me.

“So bad,” I admitted in little more than a whine.

There was so much heat in Jordan’s eyes as he lowered his face between my legs and instantly started sucking my clit. That heat was just what I needed to ease the last of my concerns about what he was seeing, and just relax.

I threw my head back and cried out at the pleasure that instantly lit within me. God, he was so good at what he was doing to me. I didn’t even care that I was completely bare and exposed before him as I got lost in the sensation of him lapping at my clit over and over again, sending me closer and closer to the orgasm I was so desperate for.

“Jordan!” I cried, then I was keening and gasping as my whole body became taut with the rising pleasure consuming me. I screamed as the orgasm hit, the sensation so strong and overwhelming it almost scared me. A feeling of happiness – like I imagined being high felt – came over me as I came down from the high. Jordan was still lapping at my clit, bringing me down slowly, and it felt perfect. I felt a little trippy when he lifted his head and looked to me with a gentle smile.

“You’re so fucking beautiful right now,” he told me as he ran the back of his hand over his mouth. “So perfect for me.”

“That was so good,” I almost purred as I pulled my legs together and let them flop to the side.

“Just good? It seems I might have to work harder next time,” he teased as he climbed up the bed and lay beside me.

“You killed my brain. I can’t remember any bigger words right now,” I told him as I turned to face him with a huge smile on my face. He cupped both sides of my face and kissed my forehead dramatically, then he pressed me into his front, my head restingon his shoulder as he wrapped his arms around me. I felt so safe and happy in that moment with him, and I never wanted it to end. I wanted more. I was ready.

“Jord?” I said after a few blissful minutes.

“Yeah, Princess? You okay?”

“Amazing,” I assured him as I lifted my head to look up at him. He was smiling just slightly, looking pretty content himself and the moment just felt perfect. “Can we do more? Will you…h-have sex with me? I don’t know if I can…if I’ll fr-freak out, but I want to try, with you. Will you?” I asked nervously.

“We don’t need to rush this, Addy.” Jordan looked more worried than eager and that put me off right away. I wanted it to be good and could it really be if he was just terrified I’d freak out on him?

“I’m not rushing, Jordan. I wasn’t ready before. When Adam and I…I knew I wasn’t ready to dothat, but I feel like I am now, with you. Will you let me try, please? I need to try and take this part of myself back,” I explained, or tried to anyway. I stared at him with a pleading look, my emotions way too close to the surface for my liking, but I meant what I had said. Sex had been taken from me by those bastards over the years I was held captive. I wanted it back, and I wanted it to be with this amazing man who I loved and trusted unwaveringly.

“We go slow, okay?” Jordan gave in after studying my face hard for several moments. “The second you feel anything but good, you have to tell me. I don’t want to do anything to scare you, ever.”

“You won’t, Jord. Even if I do freak out, it won’t be because of you,” I promised him. “But I swear I’ll tell you if we need to stop,” I added when he looked unconvinced. “You want this too,don’t you?” I questioned as I studied the apprehension on his face. The last thing I wanted to do was force him into it.

“Fuck, Addy. Of course I want this. I want fucking everything with you, but only ever what you’re ready and willing to give.”

“I’m ready and willing,” I told him as I lifted myself up enough to place my lips over his, kissing him over and over. After several pecks Jordan lifted me onto his lap and held me to him as he kissed me more passionately. In moments I found myself pressing closer to him, loving the way his hard chest felt pressed against my breasts.

“You’re so brave, beautiful. I’m always so in awe of you,” he whispered as he moved his lips down my jaw, neck and then started to tease my nipples, softly at first, then harder, nipping with his teeth.

“I’m only brave right now because I know I can be when I’m with you. I know you’ll never let me fall,” I uttered as my breaths became shorter and shorter.

“Never.” Jordan picked me up enough so he could slide out from beneath me, then he lay me in the center of the bed, my head propped on the pillows. I watched on in delight as he pulled off his jeans and socks, then he stood before me in nothing but a very snug fitting pair of black boxer briefs.

“Jees, Jordan. You’re the one who’s perfect,” I gasped as I took in every inch of his perfectly toned body, stacked shoulders and miles and miles of golden skin.

“Not perfect, babe,” he said as he watched me watch him. “But I feel pretty close to it when you look at me like that,” he added with a smile.