I should have been wondering how he was doing. I should have been thinking about whether or not I should give him a text or call. But those were the farthest things from my mind. Instead, all I could think about was the handsome man in front of me.
“I guess this is goodbye,” Jordan told me. I bit into my bottom lip. I didn’t want to say goodbye. We had actually had a good night together, and I wasn’t ready for it to end. There was still something that I wanted to do, even if I knew that I shouldn’t.
“It doesn’t have to be.” I pressed my lips against his.
11
Jordan
I fell back into kissing Cat like was I falling down a hole—long and dark. There was no going back. We devoured each other’s mouths until another resident of her building loudly cleared their throat at us as they passed us to go inside as if to say Get a room, you animals.
“Coming up?” she asked me with a slightly embarrassed grin as her eyes darted from the crotchety-looking old woman back to me.
I bit my bottom lip, staring back at those hopeful, pleading eyes of hers. I wanted to kiss her again so we didn’t have to talk about anything else, but that’s what got us into trouble in the first place.
“Are you sure that’s such a good idea?” I asked.
“No,” she chirped with a shrug. “But that doesn’t change the fact that I want to.”
I dropped my head in submission and followed her in. The moment we were in the elevator, we went crashing into each other again. Our bodies knocked from one side of the elevator to the other as our tongues tangled together and our hands grabbed at every inch of clothing we could grip.
When the doors opened, we went stumbling through the hall—not breaking our kiss. Until we nearly crashed into another one of her neighbors who looked about as displeased as the old woman on the sidewalk out front had.
We finally forced ourselves apart just long enough for her to get her key into the lock of her door and turn. As soon as the door was open, all bets were off.
My body went shooting against hers again, sending her hurtling against the wall under the weight of me. I lifted her up, wrapping her legs around my waist as my mouth and my throbbing erection pressed into her. Soft, desperate whimpers escaped her lips as she grinded against me.
Her hands ran up the back of my head, taking in fistfuls of my hair, as my tongue rolled through her mouth—exploring her taste.
“Fuck, you taste good,” she groaned against my lips, taking my thoughts about her right out off the tip of my tongue.
I wanted to taste more of her. I pulled at her jacket, then her shirt until her lacey push-up bra was in plain view and mine for the conquering. My hands slid inside of each cup, popping her luscious breasts free. I flicked my tongue around each of her hardened nipples as I snapped open the clasp of the bra. I was too impatient to wait.
She snapped at the buttons of my shirt just as impatiently. The way her hands spread across the muscles of my chest with that hungry look in her eyes made me lose my mind. I kissed her harder, faster—as we slowly made our way blindly through the apartment.
It was a relief to finally find her bed after knocking over a couple of lamps and a pesky coat rack. Finally, her body was mine with nothing to stop us…no office, no fiance…Nothing outside of that room existed. It was just me and her, and the world waiting underneath her clothes for me to explore.
Her nails dug into me as I slipped the last of her clothes off and kissed my way down her body. I remembered how exquisite it was to eat her out that night when we were working late, and now I finally had my chance to dive back in. Her hips buckled as I ran my tongue across her folds from top to bottom, delighting in how she moaned as I swirled it in circles—coaxing even more primal sounds out of her.
I sucked and licked until she was shaking against me, exploding into my mouth. I pulled back with a proud smile as her pleasure faded, but she looked nowhere near finished with me yet. Which was good, because I wasn’t done with her yet either.
“Come here,” she purred, pulling my mouth back to hers.
“You like tasting yourself on my lips?” I asked, feeling the shudder from the tip of her tongue as she ran it along my bottom lip.
She gave a soft, devilish laugh and nodded. I kissed her again, settling my hips between her thighs. There were other things I remembered about the time before that I was all too eager to feel again as well.
Just as I was gearing up to slide inside of her again, she pushed me away. She rolled me over onto my back and climbed on top, swinging one leg over me. As her weight settled on my stomach, she ran her hand up and down my cock—teasing me with a small glimpse of what was to come.
“I like having you in a bed,” she snickered as she folded over me and flicked her tongue along the edge of my ear.
My hips lifted up to her, pressing against her for relief. She hovered over me, drawing it out as long as possible until she guided my cock inside of her.
My eyes rolled into the back of my head as she lowered herself, taking me in slowly—inch by inch.
“Fuck, Cat,” I hissed through clenched teeth. “You feel amazing.”
“Mmmm,” she groaned, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip.
She lifted and dropped down again, settling into a steady rhythm with the perfect sway to her hips. She moved her
