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ONE MINUTE I WAS freaking out because it felt like my heart was literally beating for him and the next, Jordan was removing his belt from around my wrists before rolling me onto my back over his bed and having his tongue in my pussy.
I screamed, not expecting him to go down on me without any warning. My thighs clenched around his head as a tremble racked my body and my fingers curled into his hair in a weak attempt to lift his head back up.
Jordan just growled right against my flushed skin, and forcefully pried my legs apart to open me up to him. His tongue lashed out against my sensitive clit before his lips sucked on it. Then he was running his tongue down to my opening, up and down, until it was flicking against my clit again, making me arch my back and protest desperately.
"Jordan— fuck! No, It's t-too much—" I tugged at his hair, but Jordan grabbed my wrists and pinned them down into the mattress on either side of my hips with another disapproving grunt against my pussy. "I can't!"
"You can't?" He finally drew away from me to rasp angrily, eyes shooting up my naked body to find mine. "You can't what, Zoë? Can't lay there without squirming like a desperate little bitch while I eat your pussy?"
I gasped when he squeezed my thighs, growing more aroused because of the words leaving him.
"Make me cum fast, please." I begged him in pants. My cheeks stung from the excessive tears that'd rolled down them when he'd punished me and I was afraid I was gonna start crying again if he didn't relieve the tension throbbing between my legs soon. "No more teasing. Please, Jord."
He sighed, looking back down at my pussy, glistening with my wetness and his spit. "Baby, I don't want this day to end— making you cum fast is the furthest thing on my mind—"
"What about talking?" I asked and he perked up. "You wanted to talk– how are we gonna talk if you— Oh, fuck."
His mouth fell over my clit again, tongue moving more insistently to flick it and send vibrations through it. He slipped his fingers inside me too, pushing them into me and working me to the quick orgasm I'd asked for.
It was like he'd flicked on a switch and wham bam— I was coming long and hard seconds later.
The tingling aftermath left me in a daze while Jordan got off his bed and went to go ransack his nightstand. It was my turn to perk up at the sight of him pulling out a foil packet.
