Page 42 of Second Chance for the Single Mom

I fisted her hair with my other hand and tugged her head back, exposing her neck. She clenched around my fingers as I nuzzled her neck, tongue lashing out against her hot skin. I groaned against her throat, digging deeper into her with my fingers. She was as slick as could be, which made my manhood stir with renewed desire as I corkscrewed inside of her, caressing her sensitive flesh.

“Yes,” she hissed directly into my ear, teeth nibbling at my earlobe. “Fuck, Jordan, right there.”

“You like that?” I asked, pressing my fingertips into her G-spot and stroking up and down.

“Mmm hmm,” was all she could get out as she rested her forehead against my shoulder. She was bucking against my hand now, squirming in my lap in the most delicious way. I held her against me as she cried out, mouth muffled against my chest as she came to pieces, shivering and squeezing her thighs around me while her inner walls trembled and then went still.

“Oh. My. God,” she breathed against my skin, chest heaving against mine.

“Told you I couldn’t make any promises about your noise,” I whispered.

She kissed a trail across my shoulder and up my neck. “That sounds like a challenge. Now that it’syourturn, I’m going to make you scream.”

I shook my head. “It’s not my turn. Haley, I lied to you earlier.”

Her eyes locked onto mine. “What do you mean?”

My pocket was tight thanks to my enduring erection, but I managed to reach inside and pull out a square of foil. “Idohave a condom.”

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Haley

It was like Jordan had a map of my body, the way he navigated with his fingers and lips. My climax was shockingly strong, causing me to shake against his body, all of my muscles contracting in time with the waves of pleasure that practically destroyed me in his embrace. I felt safe against his chest as I clenched my eyes shut, forcing tears of ecstasy out as the intense orgasm faded.

The night could have ended there, and I would have gone to bed happy. After returning the favor for Jordan, of course.

But then he waved that little gold foil in front of my face.

“Sorry for lying,” he said, favoring me with that mischievous smile he used to wear as a teenager.

“I’ll forgive you,” I replied, crushing my lips against his again.

Jordan flipped me over, the bed bouncing as I landed on my back. With an urgency that turned me on even more, he dropped his pants, then peeled out of his tight boxer-briefs.

I ran my bare foot across his thigh, eying his hard cock hungrily as he rolled on the condom. I had been looking forward to returning the favor, to wrapping my lips around him and bringing him to his own shuddering orgasm with only my mouth and hands.

But I’d be lying if I said this wasn’t what Ireallywanted tonight.

I reached out and touched him, grinning at the way he twitched against my fingertips. Somehow he became even harder beneath my palm as I began stroking him.

“Careful,” he gritted out. “Or I won’t last very long.”

“I don’t care,” I replied, pumping him even faster with a grin.

He rumbled with laughter. “Oh, you’remean.”

“Yeah?” I asked. “What are you going to do about it?”

His head rolled back for a moment as he enjoyed my erotic touch. Then his eyes locked onto mine, sparkling with desire.

He dove onto me, tongue immediately swirling into my mouth. I spread my legs, savoring the weight of him, as his shaft slid against my wet folds.

Then he cupped my cheek, moved his hips two inches, and then slowly sank into me. He felt amazing, thick and firm, filling my molten center completely.

“Fuck me,” he moaned against my lips as he bottomed out inside of me. “You feel even better than I imagined.”

“Yeah? You’ve been imagining this?”

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