Page 40 of The Sweetest Surrender

Chapter Twelve

It was a good thing she set the alarm on her phone before she fell asleep. When Selena awakened for the second time, it was the shrill of her alarm that pulled her from slumber. Interestingly, she was still laying on top of Jordan, with her head in the crook of his neck, and his penis tapping her buttocks softly.

“Mmmm.” A moan rose from her throat. Gradually, Selena sat up and now Jordan’s dick curved up her ass to touch the tip of her lower back. Damn. Talk about hung like a horse. What the hell type of magic did his parents cook up while making him? The fleeting thought made Selena wobble and slip to the side of him.

It would’ve been so easy to inch back on his cock, but damn it, Selena didn’t have time. She almost whimpered thinking about leaving him standing at attention the way he was, but going to work wasn’t the only thing that made her change her mind. Selena ached, beautifully so, but it was still an ache nonetheless.

“Where are you going?” His thick voice drummed.

The possessiveness of his tone halted her escape. “I need to shower,” she paused, “and get to work, unfortunately.”

Jordan rolled to his side and tightened the grasp he held, pulling Selena back in his embrace. “What if I don’t want you to leave?” he ground. “Can’t you work from home?”

Selena smiled against his face. Considering he’d mentioned working from home as if his home was hers. The sentiment gave Selena’s heart an extra pick-up.

“Um…”

Jordan kissed her neck; his impassioned mouth leaving a blazing trail of nerves along her skin. Selena exhaled blissfully, and her hands coasted along his chest.

“I want you here…” he drawled. Jordan brought his lips down on hers and invaded Selena’s mouth with his tongue. It was like a constant tranquility being with him, and he absolutely took her breath away. Her arms found their way around his neck, and she rested there as their kiss heightened.

If Selena’s heart could race any faster than it was right now, she might have a heart attack. There was no way she could miss out on work today. But how in the hell would she refuse him? Pulling away slowly with a hand braced against his shoulder, Selena smiled and batted her eyes.

“Let me call Octavia, and see what I can do.”

The low brimming of his stare was hypnotizing, swallowing Selena in a galaxy of stars. Wanting to taste her mouth more, Jordan met her lips again, and his relinquish was an adverse disengagement. Selena giggled when Jordan smacked her butt as she scooted out of bed, practically jumping to the floor.

“How will I ever get back up there?” she questioned, standing on the side of the bed with her hands to her mouth like a bullhorn.

Jordan laughed; his deep voice a vibrating throttle. “When you’re ready, baby, just holler and I’ll pull you on board.” He laughed some more, and Selena joined him.

“Ha, ha, very funny,” she said.

“I thought so,” he cracked, and they laughed as Selena sauntered off to call Octavia.

In the lounge area of his bedroom, she dialed S & M Financial Advisory, then keyed in Octavia’s extension.

“S & M Financial, this is Octavia.”

“Hey, girl, it’s me.”

Octavia’s voice lowered. “Honey, where are you? There are two clients already sitting outside your office. Please tell me you’re on your way.”

Selena shut her eyes and tightened her mouth followed by a harsh exhale.

“Not exactly.”

“Oh no… Selena,” Octavia groaned.

“I’m so sorry, but remember that time you disappeared on us for almost a week because Jonathon swept you away to Hawaii?”

“I was wondering when you would pull that card,” Octavia grumbled. “Are you with Jordan?”

“Where else would I be, girl?”

“Just making sure. Listen, I know what you’re going through right now, and I can cancel your appointments for the day, but the two you have sitting outside your office will be disgruntled if I tell them you’re not showing up after they’ve come to the office.”

“Tell them, I can still see them, it will just be through Skype.”

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