Page 53 of Forever Found

“Are you keeping those on?” I asked as I dipped my eyes to his boxers.

“Depends. Are you ready for me to take them off?”

“So ready,” I told him honestly, and a confident smile spread across my face in response to the smile he was giving me. This was what I loved about this man. He was my light, no matter what was trying to drown me in darkness. He was always there to put a smile on my face and make me laugh. He made me happy just by being who he was, and I needed him in that moment, more than I had ever needed anything.

Feeling confident I rose up onto my knees and knee-walked down the bed to where he stood. I reached out and just managed to get my hand on his shoulder, pulling him closer until he pressed against me. I had to look up and reach a little to meet his lips, then I kissed him hard and fast, wanting him to feel just how ready and sure I was about this.

“Take them off, handsome,” I whispered as I pulled back and instead kissed the underside of his jaw. “Don’t make me wait any longer for what I want.”

“So fucking sexy,” he whispered as he brushed a feather light touch over my nipple. When his hand got to the middle of my chest he ever so gently pushed me back, urging me to lie down, and I acquiesced instantly, never taking my eyes from the beauty of his. I lay back on my elbows so I was propped enough to get the best view. I watched hungrily as he slowly peeled down his boxers and pushed them down to his ankles. The whole time he did that, then stepped out of them, his eyes remained on me, like he was taking me in as I lay naked before him. It was sexy as hell, the way in which he seemed to take his time. I pushed my thighstogether as tightly as I could just to try and relieve some of the throbbing need.

“I think you’re ready for me, beautiful,” he rumbled as he looked to my clenched thighs, then back to my face with a sexy smile.

For the first time I lowered my eyes below his waist and saw he was most certainly ready for me, his thick cock standing up and pressed against his abdomen. Nerves started to make themselves known as I considered the pain it could cause when he pushed himself into me.

“Addy?”

“I’m okay,” I told him as I looked up and met his eyes. “Just…you’re big. If it hurts I…”

“It’s not going to hurt. I’m going to take my time and make sure you’re ready, okay? And if it does you tell me and we stop. Simple as that. You’re in charge right now,” he assured me.

“Simple as that,” I nodded as I forced myself to just breathe and relax.I’m in charge, I reminded myself.If I say stop, Jordan will stop.

“Trust me, babe. Let me show you exactly how much I love you. There’s no past, no future, no worries, or darkness in this room right now. There’s just you and me in this moment,” he told me softly.

“Just you and me,” I repeated as I took in the words. They meant so much. That was exactly what I wanted – to just forget everything else outside of that room existed for a while and drown in Jordan. I nodded and reached my arms out for him. He knelt on the end of the bed and leaned forward. I opened my legs, allowing him to press his larger body between my thighs. He braced his weight on his hands beside my head and leanedin to kiss me slowly, teasing me with his feather light pecks and toying with me as he moved those pecks down my neck.

I hummed in delight as he moved down my body, kissing each of my nipples, then working his way down to lay slow, sensual kisses along my scarred stomach. His hand moved from the left side of my head and snaked down the trail his lips had blazed, until it found it’s way between my legs. He ran his fingers through my folds, which I knew were already soaked with my need for him, but Jordan was in no rush, taking his time as he covered my stomach with soft, reverent kisses.

“I want you so much right now I’m scared I might come before I even get inside you,” he whispered as he looked up at me, his eyes seeming darker than usual. “I didn’t even feel like this when I was a horny sex-crazed teenager. I’m desperate for you, Addy.”

I smiled, relieved he’d lightened the moment with his comments and also fully believing the desperation in his voice. He really wanted me and I wasn’t going to allow my doubts to question that. Not then. Not in that perfect moment.

“I’m desperate too, Jord. Please!” I cried as his lips moved back up to my nipple and he bit down, right as he also toyed with my clit.

“I feel it, princess. So wet for me. Such a good girl,” he rumbled as he rose up onto his knees over me and grabbed a silver packet from the mattress. A condom, I realized.

“Where did that come from?” I asked with a wide smile, thanking God he’d thought to bring one with us.

“Always prepared. That’s me,” he joked, with a wink that made me laugh out loud. In seconds he had torn the rubber circle from the packet and he had it slid onto his long length. “All you haveto say is stop, remember?” he said as he looked to my eyes and seemed to hesitate.

“Just you and me,” I whispered with a nod.

Jordan leaned over me and pressed his forehead to mine, holding his weight on one hand as he used the other to guide his length to my entrance. He pushed in just a little at first, then pulled back. Each time he pushed forward he pushed in a little more, and not once did he take his eyes from mine, watching me so closely for any sign that I needed him to stop. The care and protectiveness he showed had me feeling emotional, My eyes were glassy as I reached up and wrapped my arms around his wide shoulders, my hands landing on his smooth back and clinging to him.

As he seemed to be fully seated inside me he started to move a little faster and I smiled realizing how good I felt. Happiness filled me at the realization all I knew in that moment was pleasure and a deep, perfect connection with Jordan.

“What’s that smile for?” he asked gently as he lifted his forehead from mine and studied my face.

“It feels amazing, Jordan, and that…it’s special,” I whispered truthfully, hoping he understood, and that I hadn’t just ruined the moment.

I was glad when Jordan just leaned in to kiss me again. I didn’t want to talk. I just wanted to have this wonderful, blissful time with a man I loved.

When he broke the kiss and sat up a little, he began to move again, this time a little faster, every stroke sure, but also gentle. The pleasure within me started to build and I clung tighter to Jordan’s shoulders. My heart was pounding hard and a sheenof sweat broke out on my skin as I lifted my legs, wrapping them around his waist and pulling him even deeper inside me. I needed him closer. I never wanted him to stop.

As if he heard my silent pleas for more, Jordan started to thrust a little harder, each stroke landing with force right where I needed it to. A whimper escaped me as I tried to move with him, chasing the high that was right there once again.

“Come with me, princess,” Jordan gasped as he sat up and wrapped his hands around the backs of my thighs, holding me in place as he thrust even harder and faster. It was exactly what I needed and I cried out loudly, my back arching and my legs gripping Jordan desperately as my orgasm washed over me again and again.