Page 49 of Once Bitten
“I am.”
Jordyn looked down at her feet. “I wish you wouldn’t,” she murmured.
“A promise is a promise, baby,” Steve said, walking up to her and cupping her face in his hands. “And I promised to show him exactly how annoying it would be to come home to a waiting visitor. What he's doing by showing up here, harassing you, it's not ok, Jordyn.”
“I know, but I think he got the point with what you just did. All three of them did.”
“Maybe, maybe not,” he said, turning her face up to his before leaning down and kissing her.
“But Steve—” she started to protest, but her words were silenced by his hand sliding under her skirt. His fingertips ran up the backs of her thighs and tugged gently at the fabric of her panties.
“What was that, sweetheart?” Steve asked, leaning forward and running his tongue along her bottom lip. She opened her mouth in a soft moan. “Let’s not talk about the trash outside. All that matters is you and me, and right now.”
He felt Jordyn’s lips purse against his and knew she wasn’t quite done with having her say, so he went quiet and let her get it out.
“I just don’t think you should go over there. I don't want you involved in anything with him,” Jordyn managed to whisper as he dropped to his knees in front of her and dragged her panties down her legs. “I’m worried.”
“I can see that.”
“He’s not rational. He’s just...he’s awful, and I don’t want him trying to pin anything on you. He would do that.”
Steve hummed but kept kissing his way across her jaw and down her neck, the hand beneath her skirt slipping between her legs. Jordyn pulled back to look up at him.
“Are you listening to anything I’m saying?”
He lifted his head to look at her. “I am, but I know you need to get it out, right?”
She was silent for a second before she nodded. “Yeah.”
“Are you getting it out?”
“Well...yes,” she admitted, eyes sliding to the side.
“That’s good. Get it all out, but that doesn't mean I’m going to change my mind.” She rolled her eyes and might have said more if Steve hadn’t started rubbing his palm against her pussy. She groaned, hips tilting towards his hand, and he grinned at her. “And I really don’t think you want to keep talking about those idiots, do you, doll?” Steve smirked up at her, and she leaned back, grabbing the back of the couch and closing her eyes with a groan.
“No.”
“Good. I’ve been done with it since we shut the door.” He dropped to his knees in front of her and shoved her skirt up to her waist, exposing the sight of her to him. She was beautiful when she was like this. Ready and wet for him. He could tell she was soaking already, and he leaned in closer, lips brushing against her and inhaled deeply. “You smell so fucking good,” he told her, kissing the soft skin of her inner thigh.
“Steve…” she gasped, and Steve looked up at her to see that she was biting her lip. He’d almost taken her mind off of the bullshit of earlier. He just had to keep going. He moved closer to her shoulders pushing her legs wider to accommodate him. “Still thinking?” he asked, lightly biting the top of her thigh.
“No,” she breathed, and he smiled.
“Good,” he replied and slid his tongue across her skin before he pulled away, his face hovering just an inch away from her bare pussy. He leaned forward and blew out a breath of warm air, and her grip on the couch tightened. He closed his eyes and pressed his face against her, breathing her scent in. “So beautiful.”
She moaned when his nose bumped her clit. “Steve, please,” she begged, trying to push her hips closer to him.
“Shh, baby. Taking my time with you,” he whispered, lips skimming her skin while his hands slid from her waist to her hips. He flexed his fingers, grip tightening on her, and pulled her forward against his face, pressing his tongue against her overheated skin. He slid his tongue up her slit and to her clit, capturing the sensitive flesh between his lips for a second. He let her go and moved back slightly, a movement that caused Jordyn to cry out in frustration. Steve chuckled and obliged when he felt her hand at the back of his head.
“I know, I know,” he told her before he was back to sliding his tongue up and over her clit, again and again, each little flick and push of his tongue driving his girl higher and higher towards her orgasm. He knew she was getting close by the way her body was trembling, going tight against him as she struggled to breathe. Jordyn kicked her legs, thighs shaking when he added his fingers and began to thrust in and out of her in time with his tongue on her clit. Jordyn spread her legs wider and leaned back against the couch, letting it take her weight as his fingers scissored inside of her, stretching her wider, getting her ready for him. She reached forward and pulled his head against her. Steve could feel her pulling on his hair, and he felt the stirrings of that primal thing in him coming to life once more.
She never failed to drive him crazy, and he growled, the low sound of it vibrating against her flesh and making her moan with pleasure. “Yeah, baby, that feels good, doesn’t it?” he asked her.
“Yes,” Jordyn choked out, hips rolling in time with her answer. “Yes!”
He turned his head and bit her thigh, gently, continuing to pump his fingers in and out of her. “You’re so beautiful,” Steve murmured between soft suckles of her clit, using his free hand to pull one of her legs over his shoulder before sliding his tongue inside her.
“You’re perfect,” he murmured as she writhed around his tongue. “Can’t wait to fill you up,” he told her. Jordyn’s fingers tightened, and she pulled him closer using the leg over his shoulder to jerk him to her.
