Page 75 of Once Bitten
“Stevie?” she whispered, turning her face, and was rewarded with the profile she had long missed. It was Steve, lying next to her, his eyes closed and those impossibly long eyelashes touching the tops of his cheeks. “Steve,” she whispered again with a sleepy smile. He responded by murmuring something unintelligible to her and pulled her closer. Jordyn had just closed her eyes, leaning back against his chest, when she felt his fingers twitch and his hands squeezed her.
“Doll.” He sighed into her hair, tightening his arms around her before he shifted and rolled her over onto her back. He propped himself up on his side to look down at her, and when they were face to face, he extended a hesitant hand to trace her jawline.
“I missed you.” Steve kissed her temple, his fingertips sliding up along her cheekbone. She closed her eyes and smiled at the feel of his fingers on her skin.
“I missed you, too,” she replied, and then cracked open an eye. “Even if you were yelling on top of a car like a lunatic last night.”
“Mmm, well, I remember you sliding out of a car window somewhere in all of it,” he murmured, kissing her lips gently. “Face planted right on the pavement. Don’t think I didn’t see it.”
She giggled and nodded. “At least I didn’t start stripping,” she countered and put up a hand to touch his chest where her name was now written in ink.
“I was desperate. Seemed like I needed to lead with my best assets.” He kissed her mouth again. “I felt like I was going out of my mind without you. I’m sorry, doll.”
“I’m sorry, too,” she told him quickly. “I love you.”
Steve drew back, his eyes wide at her words. He stared at her for a handful of seconds before a wide grin spread across his face. “Say it again, Jordyn. Please,” he begged her, his large hands cupping her face.
“I love you, Steve,” Jordyn said, slowly, trying to put as much heart into the words as she could. She wanted him to know exactly how she felt, and those three very special words seemed suddenly woefully inadequate to explain the intensity of her feelings for this man. He had so unexpectedly come into her life, but he had been everything she needed and wanted in a partner. The past week and a half had been practically torture without being able to see him.
He was her Steve. He was her home just as much as she was his.
“I love you,” she said again, her palm flat against his chest, the curve of the letters of her name peeking out from under her fingers. She didn’t just love him, she wanted him. Wanted to be beside him and have him in her days, no matter what those days consisted of. She smiled at the sight and traced her fingers along the letters before she leaned forward and pressed her lips to his chest. “You are my home, Steve,” she said, her lips grazing his chest, and he let out a low moan.
“Jordyn...” His hand slipped around to the back of her neck, his fingers tangling in her hair as he tilted her face up to his. “God, I love you so much.” He pulled her to him in a deep kiss. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders as he rolled on top of her, smiling at the feel of his lips kissing her face, eyelids, cheeks, and even the tips of her ears before he started to slowly kiss his way down her neck.
“Missed you so much,” he told her, sliding his hands up her shirt slowly until he pressed them flat against her stomach. He paused and looked at her questioningly, and it was only after she arched her hips up against his that his hands continued their upward movement. She lifted her shoulders, helping him drag her shirt up over her head, and she smiled at the intake of his breath as he looked down at her, taking in the light blue cotton bra she was wearing. He drew himself up onto his knees, straddling her waist, and bent over her as both of his hands moved to cup her breasts through her bra. She sighed, content, and closed her eyes at the sensation of his warm hands against her.
“Beautiful,” he exhaled, his eyes taking in the picture that she made beneath him, flushed skin and breasts just waiting for him beneath that thin layer of blue cotton. Leaning down, he lowered his mouth to the swell of her breasts and pressed an open-mouthed kiss against her before dragging his tongue across her skin. He reached behind her, unhooking her bra even as he mouthed a kiss against her through the thin material.
“Mmmm,” Jordyn groaned, her hands squeezing Steve's shoulders as he kissed her. The cool air on her skin made her open her eyes when he slipped her bra free, and she arched her back up, trying to get as much contact between herself and him as humanly possible. “I want you,” she told him, and she bit her lip when his mouth covered a nipple, his tongue eagerly swirling over her while he rolled her other nipple between his fingers.
“I want you, too,” Steve said, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin and causing her to let out a shuddering sigh.
“Stevie,” she breathed as she threaded her fingers through his hair and arched her back in a move to get closer to him. “Stevie,” she whispered again, causing him to moan happily, his mouth still pressed against her breast.
“Yeah, baby,” he said, nipping her skin gently. She giggled at the feel of his teeth against her and lifted her hips for him to pull her jeans off. He was by her feet when he gave her a grin, a grin she knew far too well. This man had plans for her. He moved over her, hands on either side of her legs and crawled up the length of them. Her heart was thudding painfully in her chest just from watching Steve make his way up her body. She was holding her breath when he stopped just above her thighs and lowered himself down, pressing a kiss to her upper thigh. She groaned, eyes closing and squirmed beneath him.
“These have to go,” he murmured, brushing his fingertips over the boy shorts she wore.
“Yeah.” She nodded quickly, opening her eyes to look down at him.
Steve chuckled, softly, and maintained eye contact with her as he bent low, his lips brushing her upper thigh. He pressed his lips against her more firmly before he caught the fabric of her underwear between his teeth and started to drag it down.
“Oh my god,” she whispered. She felt like her whole body was on fire as he stared her in the eyes, her underwear in his mouth. Her underwear that would no doubt be damp with her arousal. She eagerly lifted her hips to help him get them off. The less clothing between them, the better. She wanted him, and she wanted him right then. Her underwear had just hit the edge of the bed when she surged forward and wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders. He made a surprised sound at the sudden movement, but he pulled her tightly against him while her hands started working on his jeans.
“So eager,” he whispered, giving her hair a gentle tug that made her close her eyes in pleasure.
“Like you wouldn’t believe,” she told him, shoving his jeans down his hips. She gave his boxers a sharp downward yank and started to lean forward to take him into her mouth, but she only got as far as the barest of touches of her tongue to his cock before he stopped her.
“No way. I want to feel you under me,” Steve growled, pushing her onto her back.
“But—” Jordyn started, trying to grab for him while he tossed his jeans and boxers to the floor.
“No buts, doll,” Steve said, reaching forward and hooking his hands underneath her thighs. “Gotta get inside of you.”
“I wanted to make you feel good...” she said, but her voice trailed off when he hiked her legs up around his waist, and she felt his hard cock brush against her clit. Steve slid a finger into her and groaned. “You’re so wet for me, doll. Ready for me so quick, aren’t you?” he asked, adding another finger.
She gasped when he pumped his finger in and out of her. “Yes,” she moaned. “I’m always ready for you.” She arched her back, pushing her hips up to meet his fingers, the slide and stretch of them inside of her was too good. “I want you inside of me.”
