Page 71 of Fake Dating Daxton Hawk
“Sex wasn’t like that with her. Nowhere near as... intense as what you and I just shared. It hasn’t been like this with anyone but you, Jordan. I thought my ex and I had a deep connection—emotionally and physically—but now that I’ve experienced both with you, I know it wasn’t right with her.” My massaging pauses on Jordan’s shoulders and I slide my hands down her arms, taking her fingers in mine. “Just because this escorting arrangement between us is coming to an end doesn’t mean you need to find somewhere else to live. Stay here. Please. I don’t want you to leave.”
She nods then lifts up onto her toes and kisses me, her breasts pressing into my chest. I could get lost in her kisses so easily, but I know where that will lead us.
“Let me finish washing you.” I turn Jordan around, her back facing me.
My hands trail down her spine and I can’t resist brushing my lips against the nape of her neck. She moans as I do so and leans back into me, her ass pressing against my hard cock.
“Jordan,” I warn.
She spins back to me and slides her hand between my legs, finding what she’s looking for. I let out a low groan as Jordan strokes me. Ripples of pleasure spread through me with each slow pump of her hand, then she hooks one leg around my waist, pressing her pussy against my cock.
“Trust me, kitten, I want nothing more than to have you again.” I can already feel the pre-cum leaking from me as I grunt heavily against her lips. “But I took you hard by the pool and you need to recover.”
“I don’t need to recover.” Jordan’s hips push forward. Her pussy is so wet that she slides effortlessly onto my shaft, making the two of us gasp at the depth. She’s so tight that I can’t resist. I grab Jordan’s hips and thrust over and over until her legs buckle.
Chuckling at the effect I have on her body, I wrap her thighs around me and turn the shower off. “Hold on.”
“Where are we going?” she asks as I carry her out of the bathroom.
“To my bed.” We enter my room, dripping wet all over the carpet, but I don’t care. I sit on the edge of the mattress and guide her back to my dick. “Ride me, baby.”
She does as I say, sinking onto me with a breathy sigh. Her hand trails down to her clit, but I pull it away.
“You don’t come until I let you. Do you hear me?”
She nods, her eyebrows drawn together like my command is torment.
“Good girl. Let me see you enjoy yourself on my cock.”
Jordan bounces up and down, her breath labored and her body shuddering each time she lowers onto me. I guide her hips with my hands, helping her move faster. The sight of Jordan fucking me is enough to make me come this second, but I restrain myself, needing more of her.
“I don’t think I can hold off,” she pants right as her pussy clenches around my cock, drawing a hiss from me. “I need to come.”
I hold her hips still, with my dick pressed tight to her back wall. “Don’t you dare come, baby. Not until I tell you.”
Her face pinches as I tease her, pressing her hips firmer onto my cock. She’s stretched so tight over me that I know she’ll be sore in the morning.
“Oh, God. You’re so deep.” Jordan’s body shakes as she tries to control herself. Her pussy grips every inch of my cock, driving me wild. She’s struggling not to come and I’m right there with her.
Deciding I’ve toyed with Jordan’s self-control enough, I move her hips up and down, the two of us panting as my dick juts up into her. She moans louder with every thrust, fighting against her orgasm. I want to fuck her all night long, but I can’t hold off any longer.
“You’ve worked hard, Jordan. Now I want to watch you come.”
My thumb finds her clit, and within an instant, she’s coming on my dick. Her orgasm chokes my cock, triggering my own release. The bedroom is loud with our gasps as I fill her with my cum until her pussy sucks me dry.
She collapses onto me, her body limp and exhausted from her performance. We’ll need another shower, that’s for sure.
“And here I was…” she pants mid-sentence, “…thinking sex by the pool was incredible.”
Laughing, I fall back on the bed, bringing Jordan with me. I hold her close, never wanting to let go. She’s so beautiful, sated and relaxed. And she’s all mine, for tonight at least…
ChapterThirty-Four
Daxton
My phone vibrates on the side table, drawing me from sleep. Once opening my eyes, I’m met with the warm sight of Jordan asleep in my arms, right where she belongs. Heated flashbacks of last night enter my mind—taking her by the pool, and later when she rode me in bed. I want to do it all again. Ineverwant to stop fucking Jordan.
Careful not to disturb her, I stretch an arm out for my phone, finding a No Caller ID calling me. I’m about to decline the number, not wanting to ruin this long-awaited moment with Jordan, but it could be an important business matter.
