BAD REP(92)

Jordan propped up on his elbows and looked down at me. I touched his eyebrow ring with my finger, something I had wanted to do for a while now.  “What is it?” I asked, when he continued to stare at me.  He gave me the loveliest smile and my heart picked up a few extra notches.

“You are the most gorgeous woman I have ever seen.  God, I could spend the rest of my life just looking at you,” he said quietly, cupping the side of my face.

Jordan Levitt was the most romantic guy I had ever known.  He knew just what to say to turn me into a pile of mush.  “You aren't too bad yourself,” I teased, wiggling my hips so that we pressed together without penetration.  Jordan closed his eyes and held himself still.

“Are you sure you want to do this?  Because if you keep doing that thing with your hips, Mays, there won't be any going back.”

I leaned up and kissed the side of his neck.  “You're naked.  I'm naked. I think I've made myself perfectly clear that I want this to happen,” I assured him, wrapping my legs tight around his waist and pulling him closer to where I needed him to be.  Jordan took a shaky breath.

“Hang on a sec.”  He reached over the side of his bed and pulled his wallet out of his jeans pocket.  He started rooting around.  I knew what he was looking for.

I put my hand over his.  “I'm on the pill, Jordan. And I've never had sex without protection before.  So I know I'm clean,” I told him.  Jordan stopped and looked up at me in surprise.  Now I felt embarrassed so I started to backpedal.

“I mean, it's fine, we can use a condom.  I just wanted you to know that there wasn't an issue with me getting pregnant or me giving you the clap or something.” Oh shit, I was digging a huge hole for myself.  I had to stop...NOW!

Jordan dropped his wallet back on the floor and leaned over me again.  “I'm clean too.  So if you're sure...” he trailed off.  I nodded enthusiastically, grinning up at him.

“Oh, I'm sure,” I purred, my entire body quivered in anticipation.  Jordan grabbed my hips and lifted my lower back off of the bed.  He positioned himself and slowly sank into me.  OH. MY. GOD!  He was achingly slow as he allowed my body to adjust to his size.  Because the man was large.  Inch by excruciating inch he slid into my warm depth, his fingers digging into the flesh of my thighs.

I arched my back off the bed as he sank all the way in and started to move his way back out.  He was going to kill me if he continued to go this teasingly slow.

I dug my heels into his backside, pushing him back into me.  “Faster,” I breathed, looking him straight in the eye.  Jordan chuckled.

“I've never gone raw before, baby. I'm afraid it'll be over before we even start if I go much quicker.”  He slid half way in and then pulled out to the tip again.  I was a quivering mess.  “This feels f*cking amazing.  You're ruining me for life,” Jordan choked out, his breath hitching as he held himself ready.  Yep, I was going to die like this.

I pulled up onto my elbows and tossed my head back.  “Fuck me, Jordan...NOW!” I demanded, pushing my breasts into the air.  I heard Jordan make a strangled noise, his hand sliding down the middle of my breasts until it came to clutch my hip again.  And he then did exactly what I wanted him to do.  He slammed into me, the headboard of my bed hitting the wall with enough force that it knocked a picture onto the floor.

I didn't care.  All I cared about was Jordan ramming into me over and over again, making the sexiest noises in the back of his throat that I had ever heard.  His fingers started to rub my clit as he thrust into my body with complete abandon.  Suddenly he pulled me up so that I was straddling him, his cock still buried deep inside me.  His mouth came down hard on mine and he started moving me up and down his shaft.  He penetrated me deeply and my orgasm came quickly as I shuttered around him.

Jordan pulled me roughly down on top of him and I felt his release inside me, his entire body trembling as he came with an intensity that set me on fire all over again.  I laid my cheek against his shoulder and he wrapped his arms tightly around me.  He didn't pull out, we stayed connected like that for a while as we tried to get our breathing back under control.

He pulled my head back and held my face as he kissed me gently.  “God, that was f*cking fantastic,” he said, out of breath.  It was my turn to grin, feeling incredibly proud of myself.