Scandalous/ A Jordan Knight FanFic (18+)✔️

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Jordan

I carry Mia through the lobby of the hotel, into the elevator, and straight into our room where I throw her on the bed. She's familiar with my roughness and the places I can bring her body. I'm sure that's the reason she's going to trust me inside her ass. But I've been waiting so long to have it, I don't know if I can be as gentle as she needs me to be.

I'd never hurt her intentionally.

But there's no way around it. This is going to be painful.

I crawl up her body until my mouth is next to her ear. "Tell me again. I want to hear it." With one of my hands, I reach into the nightstand and grab the small bottle of lube I bought just for this moment.

When I return, she uses her heels to slip off my shorts, and she cuffs my cock in her hand.

"You can have my ass, Jordan." After each word, she pumps my dick. "Do whatever you want to it. I can take it." Her strokes become faster, squeezing me tighter in her palm. "But do it now. I can't wait any longer for you to touch me."

That virgin hole is going to be mine.

All fucking mine.

"It's going to take some prepping," I say, breathing the warning over the side of her face. "So, you're going to have to wait."

"No—"

"Mia, that means I'm going to be getting you ready, and my hands will be on you in order for that to happen."

Her head pushes into the pillow, and her back arches. I haven't even put a finger on her, and the anticipation is already making her squirm.

"As long as you're touching me, then I can wait."

She runs her thumb over the tip of my crown and brings it up to her mouth. When she surrounds it with her lips, I know she's tasting a bead of pre-cum. And, as she swallows, I know it's going down her throat.

She tries to move her head to face me, and I stop her, wrapping my fingers around her neck. My lips press just below her jaw.

"That was so fucking hot. I promise, I'm going to reward you for it, but there's something I need to hear you say first."

She hasn't stopped jerking my cock, and it's starting to feel too good. I'm sure she senses that because she's treating it like her mouth is around it, brushing the tip before diving down to my base, swirling around the shaft as she works her way up.

"Anything," she moans.

"Tell me, you're mine."

"I'm—"

"And that you're coming to Boston with me. I need to hear both of them again."

When she tries to turn her head this time, I let her. Her stare is powerful and telling, and I know what I'm going to hear before she says it.

"I'm yours, Jordan. Every part of me. There isn't a doubt in my mind, and there shouldn't be in yours. I'm coming with you to Boston whenever you want to go."

I release her neck and travel down her body. As I reach her ass, I grip the sides of her bikini bottoms and rip them off her. Then, I dip my face until my lips are hanging right next to her pussy.

"You mean that?" I say as I look up at her.

Her knees are bent, and she stares through them. "Yes." She twists her hand in my hair and tries to urge me forward. "Now, touch me, lover."