Jade Jordan Facesitting Novels & Stories

“Shut up, you’re literally glowing.” I elbow him. He yelps. “Ow! Stop. I’m fragile.” Seth sits up, blanket around his waist. “Jordan, if you want to stay alive today, don’t climb fully onto the bed.” Jordan pauses mid-crawl. “Oh. My bad. Didn’t mean to interrupt your… post-activities.” “Please stop,” I mutter. Jordan flops onto the floor dramatically. “Fine. I’ll be respectful. But OH MY GOD I MISSED YOU.”

The television mounted on the wall is turned on, but the volume is turned down to the lowest. Meadow, Jordan's babysitter is lying on the chair, her hand is wedging her head. She looks tired, but her hand is rubbing Jordan's back gently. Jordan is asleep in the meadow's chest. Her long, red hair almost covers her like a blanket. Meadow smiles as soon as she sees me. “Hi,” she mouths. “She won't go to bed. She was waiting for you.” “I'm so sorry,” I whisper back with a chuckle.

According to Jin, they should start early in order to avoid the intense heat brought about by the afternoon sun. “I forgot to ask you what happened to the others,” Jade said, trying to break the awkward silence. Although she knows his name, she still considered Jin as a stranger. And she wasn’t comfortable with riding with someone she barely knew, let alone, a man. Suddenly, she became very aware of the last time she took a bath. After walking under the sun, she was certain that she didn’t smell anything near roses anymore. Her hair didn’t feel as smooth as it normally did, and her nails were filled with dirt.

After carefully and properly disposing of the trash, Jordan walked into the living room, where Emerald sat, completely motionless as she continued to stare into space - something she had been doing before and after her crying episode. Her posture was tense, stiff and almost defensive as she sat, her back not touching the backrest of the couch and her bandaged hands facing upwards on her thighs. Jordan sighed heavily as he moved towards her. Moving the first aid kit he had used in treating her wounds off to the side, he sat on the living room's centre table before carefully taking her hands in his. Even with his touch, she made no movement, neither did her eyes detach themselves from the wall

If this isn't jealousy, then what is it? Because of exhaustion, I fell asleep early while Jordan was preparing our dinner. The sun hadn't shone yet when I opened my eyes and woke up. I sat on the bed and looked at Jordan, sleeping on the floor. He has a mattress and a comforter, but I found myself putting my blanket on his body. I picked a white long sleeves and jeans to wear today. I grabbed my towel and my eyes accidentally landed at Jordan's sleeping face. His lips were parted. His forehead was creased. I wonder why? His face was always crumpled but still, he's so handsome.

I pushed it open softly. Jade wasn't in the silk bed. She was curled up in the oversized leather armchair by the window, still wearing that crimson dress, though the heels had been kicked across the rug. She was fast asleep, her head tilted at an awkward angle, the silver laptop resting precariously on her knees. I walked over, my boots silent on the carpet. I reached down to take the laptop before it slid to the floor, but as my fingers brushed the trackpad, the screen flickered to life.

But my attention is drawn by the big television mounted on the wall. Jade is currently standing in front of the monstrosity in a low cut jeans and a short top that shows her dragon tattoo on her stomach and the tail that goes down to her pelvis. Her black hair is cut short in the front of her face, shaping her chin and the back is longer stopping on her tits. Zero pulls me to the sofa nearest to us. I sit my ass down as he places our helmets on the side table before doing the same. Venus laughs at Jade, “I told you, I don’t need your help, Mercy, Hannah, Beggar and I will be handling it.”

The fingers remained in her center, making weak circular movements, stretching them, massaging the walls of her flower. Jade reluctantly opened her eyes, watching as Jordan took the candle from her table and placed it on a shelf at the side. Her mind swam. Whether they were alone or in Company, whether anyone was watching them didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was the urge, the heat between her legs.

Even Farris was impressed and showed me a little more respect out on the training field. Sunday morning I was a little surprised to wake to an empty bed, but it didn’t stay that way for long when someone jumped on me laughing, “Come on sleepyhead, time to get up…” It takes me a moment to realise who it was and I then start laughing along with them. While still laughing, I try to push Jess off of me, without much success. I look over to the door when I hear a soft giggle and see Jade standing there watching. I know by the look on her face that she would be on the bed helping Jess if she wasn't so close to having her pup. When I finally do manage to push her off of me and get off of the bed wi

Doms POV I drop to my knees, sitting back onto the cold tile floor of our restroom , eyes glued on Jade standing over me. She's my sub, naked and ready. her legs spread wide open Her pussy lips are already swollen. a bit of moisture glistening there. I feel my cock harden just by looking at her. This is our ritual - that golden shower, so wanted by us both. Filthy and raw - and it gets us so fucking hot. "Start now, Jade," I said,my voice firm.