Yours, Now and Forever Book #2(A Jordan Knight Fanfiction)

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Filming will begin again in two days and they still haven't talked. Vivian hoped things would go back to normal once they were home and they could forget about this conversation, but nothing feels normal.

After the kids party, Vivian and Jordan spent a few days in pure marital bliss. They were like teenagers again. Happy and carefree. But that ended abruptly on the fifth day, when Jordan's manager called and tried to talk Jordan into coming back out. He was going to take a loss from the ticket sales. Refunding them was proving to be rather tricky and expensive. Jordan said he didn't care. He told his manager that Vivian needed him and asked what kind of husband would he be if he left his wife after everything she'd been through?

Vivian overheard his conversation and was immediately furious. It took all her strength to not react right then and there. She decided it was definitely time for that talk.

Vivian was waiting in their bedroom, which is right across the hall from his office. She was the first thing he saw when he opened his office door. She looked so beautiful sitting on their bed. She was staring at him. He stared back as he walked to her. He shut the door behind him. He walked towards her, with purpose. She could see he had one thing on his mind. Suddenly talking was off the table for now. The look in his eyes sent a ache straight to her core. She wanted him. She wanted him bad. It was like a hunger, that insisted it be fed.

Vivian put up her hand telling him to stop, he stopped. "Take off your clothes" she told him in a voice she almost didn't recognize. He did what she told him to. Slowly. Seductively.

Her good hand went up her shirt and squeezed her breast. He paused to watch her. She tilted her head and raised her eyebrow at him. He then continued undressing. She continued touching herself. Her hand slid down her stomach and slipped into her shorts. Jordan had been bending over taking his socks off. He heard a soft moan come from the bed. He stood up slowly and saw his wife touching herself. Her hungry eyes feasting on the nakedness of his body. She took all of him in. His dick rose, as he watched her, watching him. She moaned again at the site of his impressive erection. He didn't dare move. He stayed right where he was. She continued to pleasure herself, he wanted to do the same to himself, but no way he was wasting this massive hard on with his own hand. It got harder for him to stand this far away from her as she moaned and writhed on the bed in front of him. He wanted to be the one making her come. She kept her eyes on him, she sounded so close, but he heard her exhale in frustration. He knew she was teetering right on the edge. Watching her was about to kill him. He couldn't take it any longer, his dick throbbed, it begged for some attention. Fuck it... he thought. His hand circled his cock and he stroked himself. Her eyes locked on his hand, rubbing himself. She licked her lips, her teeth following her tongues path, biting her lip. Her hand worked her clit, making her legs shake and tremble. Until finally she pushed herself off the ledge, causing her back to arch as she moaned in pleasure.

Jordan couldn't take anymore, he moved forward, grabbing her shorts and pulling them down her legs. He was on the bed and between her legs before she could catch her breath. He entered her causing her cry out several unladylike words. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his head back to kiss him hard on the mouth. His scalp stung where she pulled his hair. She loosened her grip on his hair, as she bit his lip. "Ouch, babe." He put his hand to his lip, his finger showed him his lip was bleeding. He looked back at her, she licked her lip. This turned him on for some reason. He smashed his mouth onto hers. They kissed roughly. He now knew she didn't want him to make love to her or even have sex with her. She wanted him to fuck her. He wasn't sure he could at this point, he was afraid he'd hurt her arm. Maybe that's what she wanted.

She pushed him off her and onto his back. She straddled him, sliding his cock back inside her. She fucked him, hard and fast. His hands held onto her hips. She'd never been like this before, she slammed her core against his body. He loved how she felt wrapped around his cock. He loved what she was doing to him. Then suddenly her hand went to his throat. She began to squeezed a little harder as she fucked him harder. She didn't keep squeezing, she just held her hand there. It made him feel a little uncomfortable, at the same time he was feeling the most intense pleasure. It was confusing.