5. Seduced After Dinner II

~Jordan~

Dinner dragged on, but only because Mum made sure she kept my attention fixed on her. Anytime, my gaze wanted to drift to Sara— yeah, Mum finally got us introduced— she would call my attention without hesitation, engaging me in a conversation I had no business listening to. I practically cursed under my breath throughout dinner.

Finally, I was in my bedroom, scrolling through my contacts to find the girl I was supposed to go out with. That's when the door to my room swung open.

"Mum buzzkill, I'm not interested in those boring conversations. Go away." I called, a little angry, barely holding myself from gritting my teeth.

Since she had decided to become a killjoy and get in the way of me knowing her guest, I figured there was no need to stick around any longer. 

Hell, I'd already wasted enough time. The girl's missed calls notification glared back at me, adding to my frustration.

 "Oh really?" My finger, which was about to tap on the call icon, halted over my phone as the unmistakable voice hit my ears.

I practically froze.

Was I imagining it?

Probably, because there was no way she was standing in front of me. I couldn't be this sexually frustrated as to be conjuring a lady's voice in my head, could I?

I surely wasn't that hopeless.

"It seems you're not in the mood to see me." Her voice came again. This time, I couldn't help looking up sharply, lips slightly parted. 

I blinked twice. It was really her. She was leaning against my door, hands shielding her ass from the oak wood and lazy gaze fixed on me.

I asked the first thing that came to my head. "How the hell were you able to get up here?" 

She chuckled softly, cocking her head to the side. "Come on, your mum is not that strict." 

I gave a mock nod. "Not strict, but a pain in my ass." 

Another chuckle, before she slowly eased away from the door and started walking towards the bed where I sat. "She means well." She whispered as she got close, staring down at me with a gaze I couldn't decipher. 

I mean, I could. But it seemed as though I was imagining things. Was there a possibility that she might be interested? 

My gaze dragged down, against my own accord, resting on her crop top that squeezed those breasts tightly.

"Like what you see?" She asked, her voice a teasing velvet and making my nipples harden against my sports bra.

I bit my lips as I let my gaze slide back to her face. "Why are you here?" 

"Oh, please..." I saw the disappointment flicker across her face but she hid it immediately.

"Like you haven't been eye-fucking me since I got here." 

A side smile curled my lips up as I leaned back against the bed, using my palm that was splayed behind me as a support.

"I eye-fuck a lot of women." I started proudly, watching the curious look that crept across her face. I was enjoying every bit of it, including the teasing that was about to go down.

"But that doesn't mean I wanna fuck them all." That disappointment flickered across her facial features again. And this time, she didn't try to hide it.

"In other words..." Her voice quivered slightly, tugging at my heartstrings. But I wasn't done. Heck, I wasn't called Casanova for nothing.

"You seem as hot as hell, but you can't bear the height of my hella skillful fingers." I finally said, wrenching my gaze off her, before I would be forced to trail them down that temptuous body of hers.

Honestly, I never wanted any lady the way I wanted Sara right now. But I wasn't about to give her myself at the drop of a hat. Nah, she had to work for it.

"And you're so sure about that?" She was now standing close to me, the heat of her arousal wafting through my nose. I resisted the urge to snap my eyes closed and just inhale it for a few seconds. 

How intoxicating...

But no, I wanted to see her sweat for it.

"Positive, honey," I replied, my voice reducing to a sexy purr that sent her shivering slightly as she met my gaze. 

We stayed like that for several seconds, eyes locked on each other, the room charged with a palpable sexual sensation that needed to be diffused as soon as possible.

Then the unthinkable happened.

Her lips parted in a smile I couldn't decipher its nature, right before she threw herself on me, pushing me down to the bed.

 I gazed up at her with widening eyes, opening my mouth to shout but flattened her body against me, capturing my lips in a sensuous kiss, the heat blazing through my core.

She suckled passionately on my lower lip as though that was the last thing she would do before her heart gave out. Still dazed, I hung my hands on her shoulders, but the pleasurable sensation that surged through my entire fucking insides made me groan in deep pleasure as my hands unconsciously slid down her waist.

The lady was fire. She pushed her skirt up, revealing her lacy panties as she started grinding against me while taking a passionate turn with my lips. 

I was already soaked, pussy throbbing uncontrollably. Not holding it anymore, I gripped her hips and softly threw her on the bed, climbing on top of her without further ado.

She had a smile plastered on her face. The smile I could already term mischievous.

"You don't fucking reject me, dude. And expect me to just walk away." She half-whispered as she cast a lazy gay at me through her full lashes.

"And you think this changes anything?" I hate that my voice was sounding more like a whimper. Like I was chasing her away, at the same time, cheering her on to devour me. 

Because let's face it, I was already throbbing with need underneath.

She was still smiling. "I can see the desire etched in your gaze. There's no denying it, Jordan. Make me scream..." The way she breathed my name made my clit clench. The unexpected force caused me to whimper.

Her chest heaved, bringing my attention to those breasts that were begging to be freed.

"Then let's make you scream as you wish." Sooner had that left my lips when I tugged violently on the clothes, trying hard not to rip them.

She eagerly pulled it off. Her skirt followed suit, and soon, she was bare in front of me.

I parted her thighs, eyes glistening with anticipation as I met her soaked panties.

I licked my lips, stroking her clit lazily. She whimpered, shivers erupting across her body.

Her gaze moistened lightly as she held mine, so tender and hideously beautiful that I found myself getting drowned in them.

A soft gasp escaped her lips as I plunged my long fingers into her flooded pussy, her eyes snapping shut as she tried to adjust to the size of my fingers.

"Jordan!!" She screamed as I started thrusting in and out with a force that matched the heat blazing down my core. Soon, she became a screaming mess, hips arching up and swallowing my fingers to the hilt.

My eyes blurred with lust as I pumped faster, enjoying her vibrating against me as she desperately clenched the sheet. 

I felt powerful at how she quivered and flailed her hands desperate for something to cling to. 

The obscene sound of her squelching pussy filled my ears, driving electrifying jolts through me.

Damn...this night just turned awesome.