Bad Rep (Bad Rep #1)(84)
Author: A. Meredith Walters

My body and head felt heavy. I was so freaking tired. “Whatever.” I muttered, feeling an exhaustion that was bone deep. I lay down on the couch, bringing my knees up to my chest.

I felt Riley put a blanket over me and then I was asleep.

I wasn’t sure how long I had been out. The next thing I knew I felt lips on my neck and warm fingers sliding up my shirt to tease my breast. I rolled onto my back and let out a moan. The lips came down on mine and I felt a tongue press into my mouth. My eyes opened in a slit and I saw Jordan leaning over me.

I closed my eyes again as he started rub my ni**les, rolling them between his thumb and finger. “Sorry I woke you,” he whispered, kissing the skin below my ear.

“Mmm,” was all I could get out as his hand dropped to my pants as he pulled the zipper down. His hand slipped inside and he teased the edge of my panties as his mouth slanted over mine again. He nibbled at my bottom lip, his tongue thrusting inside my mouth. I tangled my tongue with his and shivered at the cool feel of his barbell.

His fingers moved my panties aside and he dipped inside my wet warmth. “Ahh, god!” I groaned into his mouth as he pushed inside my body while his thumb rubbed against my throbbing clit.

“Maysie,” he rasped as his hand started to thrust in and out of my body. I arched against his palm and brought my hand down to shove him deeper inside me.

“You’re always so wet for me, baby,” he whispered as his fingers picked up the pace. My body started to tremble and I knew I was close. Jordan curved his fingers, finding the spot that would shatter me.

“Jordan!” I called out as I came all over his hand. Jordan moaned into my mouth, still rubbing my clit with excruciating slowness.

He pulled his fingers out of me and shed my pants and underwear. I lifted my arms as he took off my shirt. I was clumsy as I fumbled with the button of his jeans. Laughing, he finally took over and stood up, dropping his clothing to the floor. He lay back down on top of me; his naked flesh pressed tantalizing against mine.

I wrapped my legs around his waist as he trailed kisses along my collar bone. I could feel his hard erection pressed at my opening as he started to slide along my wetness. I thrust my hips up to meet his but he wouldn’t penetrate. Instead he continued to tease me by taking his c**k in his hand and rubbing it along my throbbing slit. He would push the head in and then pull out, sliding it along my drenched folds. “You’re killing me,” I groaned as he pushed part way in and pulled out again.

Jordan chuckled and brought his mouth down to my nipple. He sucked it into his mouth, his tongue lapping roughly. I moaned loudly and caught myself. Shit, Riley could come out here at any time! I tried to pull myself out from underneath but Jordan held me in place. “You’re not going anywhere,” he said softly, pushing his tip inside me and holding himself poised to thrust.

My breath was coming in ragged pants. “But Riley…” I was able to get out.

“She was leaving when I got here,” he said, his tongue leaving a wet trail up between my br**sts until he reached my mouth again.

“Ohh,” was all I said as I arched again. Jordan pulled his c**k out and I grabbed his ass in my hands. “God damn it, Jordan! Fuck me already!” I demanded.

Jordan threw his head back and laughed. I harrumphed at his amusement. “So demanding. Can’t I have a little fun first?” he teased, his fingers replacing his c**k between my legs. My thighs trembled as another orgasm started to brew in my belly.

“Please, Jordan,” I begged, not caring how breathless and desperate I sounded.

Jordan lifted my leg and put it over his shoulder, his hand kneading my breast, his fingers still f**king me as he gazed down. “You are so damn beautiful,” he whispered. Then he withdrew his fingers and suddenly his hard length was plunging deep inside my body. I groaned as he lifted my lower body off the couch so he could angle me just right. With one leg draped across his shoulder and the other wrapped around his middle he slammed roughly into me, over and over again. I gripped his arms, my head thrown back as the waves of my orgasm rippled through me.

Jordan shifted my hips slightly so that he could hit the sensitive spot inside me and I tightened around him just as I exploded. “Maysie!” he yelled as I came. His thrusts became wild as he pumped into me. I could barely hold on and we called out each other’s names. His fingers dug into my hips and I briefly wondered if he had bruised me. I felt him grow thicker inside me and then just as another orgasm cascaded through my body, Jordan tensed and released himself.

I felt his body shudder and his chest was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. The room was dark but I could see the satisfied smile on his face. Fuck, he was fantastic. He leaned down and kissed my mouth tenderly before pulling out. I lay there, unable to move as he got up to go to the bathroom. He came back with a wet cloth and tenderly wiped between my legs, cleaning me with a gentleness that made my heart ache.

“What a way to wake up,” I said smiling, my chest still rising and falling rapidly. Jordan dropped the cloth on the table and climbed over top of me, settling against my back. He placed a kiss on my naked shoulder and then pulled a blanket over both of us as he snuggled into me.

“Why didn’t you answer my calls and texts?” he asked after a few minutes. I tensed beside him. The euphoria of really awesome sex was starting to subside and the evenings events started crashing back into me. And with it came my anger.

I couldn’t help it, I pulled away from him. Jordan realized what I was doing and wrapped his arm around my middle, holding me still. “What is it?” he asked, his voice low. I tried to move against his iron grip. His arm tightened and I started to get pissed off.

“Let me go, Jordan,” I said, pushing at his arm.

Jordan yanked me back and pushed me down onto the couch. He came up over me and looked down into my face, his eyes boring intensely into mine. “What the hell is going on, Maysie? I had my dick inside you ten minutes ago and now you’re acting like you want me to get the f**k out!” he growled, leaning into me.

I wiggled underneath him. “Just move, okay. You’re crowding me,” I pleaded, not liking the way this was going. My mind was still muddled from the sex and the crazy emotions I had been feeling all evening. And being with Jordan made it impossible to think straight.

I remembered what Riley said about not pushing him away but right then, I needed space. Jordan sat up and lifted his hands. I slid out from underneath him and grabbed my clothes, quickly yanking them on. I pushed my hair off of my face with shaky hands.