Jake’s fiancée.”
“Oh. Good,” I say with another exhale. Now what the hell am I supposed to do? We’re both definitely awake so there’s no reason for me to stay here…yet, I don’t want to move.
“I’m sorry,” Jordan says so quickly I hardly catch it. “I should’ve made sure you knew I was going to be late. I shouldn’t have been late. I should’ve been there...”
“Stop,” I tell him, leaning back to see his face in the dim room. “It was my fault for opening the door. It was stupid of me. But it’s over and done now. Camden’s fine, and I am too. Just a little shook up. And scared to be alone.”
I know I’m lucky we’re both alive and unhurt because my little boy’s screams scared off the three men before they could harm either of us. I had been terrified when they started groping me through my clothes and crudely telling the things they were going to do…Then just as suddenly as they’d come in, they were gone; and my neighbor, a young guy I had passed in the hallway a few times, was in my living room, asking me if I was okay.
“You’re not going back to that apartment,” Jordan says. “I won’t be able to sleep from worrying about you.”
“I can find somewhere else to live,” I assure him.
“Yeah. Here. I have a guest bedroom. It’s not like you would have to stay in here with me.”
“What if I want to stay in here with you?” I ask, my voice shaking with the question I can’t believe just came out of my mouth.
“Okay,” he says, and I realize I’d been holding my breath when it comes out in a rush. “But you can’t expect me to keep my hands off of you.”
“I want your hands on me,” I tell him honestly, surprised by his words, but not waiting around for him to change his mind.
Jordan’s mouth covers mine at the same time he pulls me even tighter against his body. When I kiss him back, his initially soft kiss intensifies until we’re gasping in each other’s mouths while our tongues tease and stroke provocatively. I feel the bulge in his cotton shorts, which catapults my own arousal into desperation, making me want him more than anything.
I’m starting to think his desire is right there with mine when he guides me to my back and wedges his hips between mine. My fingers thread through his hair, and our kiss deepens while his hand heads up my shirt and cups my swollen breast through my bra. Jordan moans, and I wince since I’m sensitive, sore from not nursing for too many hours.
As if on cue, Camden’s cries carry from the other side of my door and I start to leak. That doesn’t deter Jordan though. He shoves my shirt and bra up and out of the way. I watch, holding my breath when his hand cups my breast for his tongue to snake out and circle around, licking the milk from around one nipple, then the other. His dark eyes look up at me through his lashes as he latches on and sucks with deep pulls while his tongue keeps up its teasing strokes.
If feels…good. Really good as he relieves the pressure with his mouth. When he switches sides, his other hand lowers, rubbing me between my legs. He applies more pressure while massaging my clit through my jeans and panties I’m still wearing from the night before.
That euphoric feeling that accompanies breastfeeding comes over me, making my eyes close and my breathing accelerate. I squeeze my thighs tightly together around his hand to intensify the wonderful pressure.
“Ah! Oh God!” My back arches as I press and hold Jordan’s mouth against my breast, getting closer and closer to a release. Wordless moans are all I’m capable of as I completely come apart underneath him because of his hands and mouth.
Jordan’s hips rock against me, grinding his cock against my mound while he sucks on my nipples until I feel warm dampness, making me think he was so worked up he just came in his shorts.
I reach down between his legs to fist him, making him groan when I squeeze his still hard cock through the wet
“Oh. Good,” I say with another exhale. Now what the hell am I supposed to do? We’re both definitely awake so there’s no reason for me to stay here…yet, I don’t want to move.
“I’m sorry,” Jordan says so quickly I hardly catch it. “I should’ve made sure you knew I was going to be late. I shouldn’t have been late. I should’ve been there...”
“Stop,” I tell him, leaning back to see his face in the dim room. “It was my fault for opening the door. It was stupid of me. But it’s over and done now. Camden’s fine, and I am too. Just a little shook up. And scared to be alone.”
I know I’m lucky we’re both alive and unhurt because my little boy’s screams scared off the three men before they could harm either of us. I had been terrified when they started groping me through my clothes and crudely telling the things they were going to do…Then just as suddenly as they’d come in, they were gone; and my neighbor, a young guy I had passed in the hallway a few times, was in my living room, asking me if I was okay.
“You’re not going back to that apartment,” Jordan says. “I won’t be able to sleep from worrying about you.”
“I can find somewhere else to live,” I assure him.
“Yeah. Here. I have a guest bedroom. It’s not like you would have to stay in here with me.”
“What if I want to stay in here with you?” I ask, my voice shaking with the question I can’t believe just came out of my mouth.
“Okay,” he says, and I realize I’d been holding my breath when it comes out in a rush. “But you can’t expect me to keep my hands off of you.”
“I want your hands on me,” I tell him honestly, surprised by his words, but not waiting around for him to change his mind.
Jordan’s mouth covers mine at the same time he pulls me even tighter against his body. When I kiss him back, his initially soft kiss intensifies until we’re gasping in each other’s mouths while our tongues tease and stroke provocatively. I feel the bulge in his cotton shorts, which catapults my own arousal into desperation, making me want him more than anything.
I’m starting to think his desire is right there with mine when he guides me to my back and wedges his hips between mine. My fingers thread through his hair, and our kiss deepens while his hand heads up my shirt and cups my swollen breast through my bra. Jordan moans, and I wince since I’m sensitive, sore from not nursing for too many hours.
As if on cue, Camden’s cries carry from the other side of my door and I start to leak. That doesn’t deter Jordan though. He shoves my shirt and bra up and out of the way. I watch, holding my breath when his hand cups my breast for his tongue to snake out and circle around, licking the milk from around one nipple, then the other. His dark eyes look up at me through his lashes as he latches on and sucks with deep pulls while his tongue keeps up its teasing strokes.
If feels…good. Really good as he relieves the pressure with his mouth. When he switches sides, his other hand lowers, rubbing me between my legs. He applies more pressure while massaging my clit through my jeans and panties I’m still wearing from the night before.
That euphoric feeling that accompanies breastfeeding comes over me, making my eyes close and my breathing accelerate. I squeeze my thighs tightly together around his hand to intensify the wonderful pressure.
“Ah! Oh God!” My back arches as I press and hold Jordan’s mouth against my breast, getting closer and closer to a release. Wordless moans are all I’m capable of as I completely come apart underneath him because of his hands and mouth.
Jordan’s hips rock against me, grinding his cock against my mound while he sucks on my nipples until I feel warm dampness, making me think he was so worked up he just came in his shorts.
I reach down between his legs to fist him, making him groan when I squeeze his still hard cock through the wet
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