Bad Rep (Bad Rep #1)(59)
Author: A. Meredith Walters

“This is more than just physical attraction and you know it. I have NEVER wanted someone the way I want you. This thing I feel for you isn’t rational. It doesn’t really make sense, but it’s there. And I’ll be damned if I let you run away from it just because you feel insecure. Because there is no other girl for me, Mays. You are it.” Wow. Um, just wow. I had no words.

My coffee was forgotten as I wrapped my arms around his neck. “No more running,” he murmured as his mouth met mine again. He ran his hands down my back and I shivered.

“No more running,” I agreed, letting him pick me up so I could wrap my legs around his waist. He carried me down the hallway and into my bedroom. He didn’t kiss me again until he laid me down on the bed. He ran his hand down the length of my body as he lowered his lips to kiss the side of my neck.

“I’m sorry I was such an idiot,” I whispered as his tongue slid upward to my ear. I gasped as he sucked my lobe into his mouth, sending an electric jolt straight to my vagina.

“I’ll forgive you, this once,” he rasped in my ear as his hand started to slid up the side of my shorts. “Kiss me, Maysie.” Jordan demanded as his fingers pushed aside my underwear and started to tease the outer edges of my throbbing center.

“Yes, sir,” I got out as his finger slid inside me. I attacked his mouth with my tongue and teeth. I bit down on his lower lip and he moaned deep in the back of his throat. He slipped a second finger inside me, pushing them knuckle deep into my core.

My tongue swept into his mouth and I spent a good deal of time exploring the barbell hidden there. God I loved his tongue ring. He withdrew his fingers to the tips and then pushed them back in with a force that made me arch my back. His thumb started circling my clit and I felt the slow burn start to smolder. He found a perfect rhythm and I became undone at the expert curve of his fingers. Our mouths were frenzied against each other. My orgasm came with an earth shattering explosion. I was left panting and dear god, I wanted more.

Jordan withdrew his fingers and I watched in fascination as he put them in his mouth and sucked on them. He closed his eyes and moaned. “God, I wish I could keep your taste in my mouth all day long.” He opened his eyes and grinned at me, making me blush. No one had ever talked to me the way he did. It was arousing and more than a little naughty.

Jordan leaned down and kissed the underside of my chin. “I’m nowhere near done with you,” he promised as he took a hold of the hem of my shirt and pulled it over my head. I clumsily undid the buttons of his shirt and peeled it off of him. I traced the curves of his tattoo on the side of his neck. Yeah, it was time to taste that skin of his.

While Jordan slid my panties and shorts off, I put my mouth to his neck and lightly ran my tongue along the lines of his ink. I felt him shudder as he wrenched the clothing off my body. His hands ran along my stomach and upwards to my br**sts. He cupped them in his hands and ran his thumbs along my hard ni**les. I continued my torturous exploration of his skin, gliding my mouth along his shoulders and down into the hollow of his throat. He tasted salty and absolutely, 100 percent delicious.

I realized I was completely naked. Jordan had never seen me without my clothes in the light of day before. I felt a little shy all of the sudden, even with the crazy things we were doing to each other’s bodies. Jordan lowered his mouth to my nipple, pulling it into his mouth and sucked the sensitive bud until I was gasping for breath. His one hand came up to the other breast and rubbed and teased, while his other hand went back between my legs to run along the wet slit. Crap, this boy was a multitasker. I was impressed.

His teeth nibbled at my nipple and damned if I didn’t feel a second orgasm rolling through my body. He didn’t put his fingers inside me, instead he rubbed my clit in slow, lazy circles and then moved downward to tease my wet opening without actually entering. It was maddening and so hot I thought I would die. And just like that, orgasm number two hit with a thunderous force that I think my heart stopped for a moment. Fuck, he was good.

I lay flat on my back, flushed and panting and Jordan still had his jeans on. There was something seriously wrong with that. Pulling together what little strength I had left, I sat up and reached for the button of his jeans. Jordan watched my hands as they unzipped him and pushed his pants down passed his hips, taking his boxers with it.

My vagina literally pulsed as I took in the sight of him, hard and erect and ready for some attention. Using my feet, I pushed his pants all the way off and we were finally naked together. Jordan pressed his skin against mine and I let out a sigh at the beautiful intimacy of it. Touching Jordan was unlike anything I had ever experienced. We fit together in all the right places, like our bodies were made for each other.

He grabbed my face between his hands and kissed me slowly and softly. It was almost too soft after the intense sensations I had just experienced. I could feel his hardness pressed between my legs, just waiting for me to let him in. He rocked his hips a bit so that he rubbed against me and I spread my thighs, letting him rest between them.

Jordan propped up on his elbows and looked down at me. I touched his eyebrow ring with my finger, something I had wanted to do for a while now. “What is it?” I asked, when he continued to stare at me. He gave me the loveliest smile and my heart picked up a few extra notches.

“You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen. God, I could spend the rest of my life just looking at you,” he said quietly, cupping the side of my face.

Jordan Levitt was the most romantic guy I had ever known. He knew just what to say to turn me into a pile of mush. “You aren’t too bad yourself,” I teased, wiggling my hips so that we pressed together without penetration. Jordan closed his eyes and held himself still.

“Are you sure you want to do this? Because if you keep doing that thing with your hips, Mays, there won’t be any going back.”

I leaned up and kissed the side of his neck. “You’re naked. I’m naked. I think I’ve made myself perfectly clear that I want this to happen,” I assured him, wrapping my legs tight around his waist and pulling him closer to where I needed him to be. Jordan took a shaky breath.

“Hang on a sec.” He reached over the side of his bed and pulled his wallet out of his jeans pocket. He started rooting around. I knew what he was looking for.

I put my hand over his. “I’m on the pill, Jordan. And I’ve never had sex without protection before. So I know I’m clean,” I told him. Jordan stopped and looked up at me in surprise. Now I felt embarrassed so I started to backpedal.