Not Yet

The apartment was quiet except for the low hum of the TV. Mia had spent hours getting everything ready, heart racing with nervous excitement. Her tiny black shorts barely covering anything, and the thin white tank top she wore was so sheer that the soft outline of her nipples showed clearly through the fabric already peppled from anticipation.

Jordan had noticed the moment he walked in. That knowing little smile told her he understood exactly why she’d invited him over for “N*****x and chill.”

Halfway through the movie, the ache between her thighs became unbearable.

Mia turned to him, cupped his face with trembling hands, and kissed him deeply, pouring all her frustration into it. Her hands slipping under his shirt, roaming over the warm surface of his chest. She was already soaked, her body aching.

Jordan smiled against her lips and gently caught her wrists in one hand.

“Easy, baby,” he murmured softly, his voice warm and steady. “We’ve got time.”

She pouted, a little grumpy, but kissed him again, swinging her leg over to straddle him. The moment her heated core pressed against the growing bulge in his sweats, she started grinding her hips slowly,letting him feel how wet and ready she was.

Jordan groaned softly, but instead of stopping her, he wrapped his arms around her, stood up smoothly, and carried her to the bed. He laid her down gently on the mattress, his body hovering over hers.

Mia looked up at him with wide, frustrated eyes. “Jordan… I want it. I’m ready. Please.”

He brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch tender. “I know you think you’re ready, mama.” He took her small hand and guided it slowly into his sweats, letting her wrap her fingers around his thick, heavy cock. It was hot and pulsing against her palm.

“Feel that?” he whispered, voice low and patient. “That’s big, baby. I don’t want to hurt you. We can’t rush this.”

“We have lube,” she whined softly, squeezing him, her voice cracking with need.

He shook his head gently, leaning down to kiss her forehead. “I know you’re frustrated. I can feel how wet you are for me. But you’re not ready yet. Besides…” He kissed the tip of her nose, smiling softly. “We can’t have your first time be rushed and forgettable.”

Mia huffed, squirming beneath him, grumpy and aching. “There’s nothing special about it. Just… please jordy..” I can't take it anymore..

Jordan’s hand came down in a gentle, playful spank on her ass  light enough to sting just a little, making her gasp. “you are so stubborn ,” your first time has to be special he murmured affectionately. “We can't fuck but I can try to make you feel good okay mama.” would you like that he asked...she nodded.

He slowly lifted her tank top, exposing her breasts to the cool air. Her nipples already tightened stood staring at him. Jordan lowered his head and took one into his mouth.He sucked gently at first, before pulling, his tongue swirling slowly around the fleshy button. His hand cupped her other breast, thumb brushing feather-light circles over the nipple before gently pinching and rolling it between his fingers making her arch her back.

Mia gasped, a soft, breathy sound escaping her lips. “Oh… Jordan…Yeah...ahh”

hmmm, he mumbled making her vibrate at the sensation.He switched sides, devoting attention on her other nipple sucking with perfect rhythm, tongue flicking softly but insistently while his fingers continued their gentle torture on the first. Every pull sent warm waves of pleasure straight between her legs. He took his time, never rushing, taking it slow until her nipples were swollen,and very sensitive. Mia’s breathing grew ragged, her soft gasps turning into quiet moans as she squirmed beneath him.

When he finally pulled back, her breasts were heaving, nipples looking dark and tender.

Then he moved lower.

He slid her shorts and panties down her legs with gentle hands, spreading her thighs slowly and widely. The cool air kissed her soaked coochie, and she shivered. Jordan looked at her with dark, hungry eyes, but his touch remained soft.

“Such a pretty pussy,” he whispered reverently. “All wet,just for me.”

He leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her inner thigh, then another, trailing upward until his mouth hovered over her center. The first slow drag of his tongue through her slick folds made her gasp sharply. hmmm he mused you're so sweet mama.He licked her with long, steady strokes savoring every drop, exploring her gently . He added one finger, then another.Sealing his lips around her clit, he sucked with soft pressure, tongue swirling in slow circles while his fingers pressed inside her — sliding in carefully, curling gently against that sensitive spot with steady, patient strokes.

Mia’s hips lifted off the bed. “Ah— Jordan… oh god…”

Every swirl of his tongue, every curl of his fingers made her gasp louder, her thighs trembling around his 

He stayed completely focused on her, noting every gasp, every twitch, adjusting just enough to drive her higher. Pleasure coiled tighter and tighter in her belly until it finally broke.

She came with a long, shuddering gasp back arching, thighs quivering, a soft cry escaping her lips as waves of pleasure washed through her. He continued gently, drawing it out with soft licks and slow strokes until she was trembling and oversensitive.

When the orgasm finally ebbed, Mia went limp, chest rising and falling rapidly. Her eyes fluttered shut, breathing slowing into the soft, even rhythm of sleep. A tiny, satisfied sigh left her lips, followed by the quietest little snore.

Jordan lifted his head, lips shiny with her release, and smiled tenderly at the sight of her.

He chuckled softly, shaking his head with fond amusement. “Look at her… all talk and no work.”

Getting a couple of wipes from her dresser he cleaned between her thighs and the light sheen of sweat on her skin. He pulled her shorts back up her legs, tugged her tank top down over her still-sensitive breasts, and tucked the blanket snugly around her. Then he slid into bed beside her, pulling her small body against his chest and pressing a soft kiss to her forehead.

“Sleep, baby,” he whispered lovingly. “When you’re really ready… I’ll make sure it perfect for you.