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Flightless

Reminders, they are not reluctant.

There was really only one thing I could think of that would properly show Jordan how grateful I was for everything he'd done for me over the last week. While I'd kicked him out to go spend time with the guys, I planned just how exactly I would show my appreciation. Lucy was quick to volunteer spending a night at Max's, the last before the team headed to D.C. for games 1 and 2.

Of course, I wasn't being completely selfless with this idea. Jordan hadn't been the only one left frustrated by Sid ruining our earlier attempts at furthering our relationship. The sexual tension that flowed between us was hard to resist, but out of respect for Lucy's ears we'd refrained from taking advantage of our close proximity. The fact that Jordan slept so close to naked, boxers slung low on his hips, drove me crazy at times. More than once he'd caught me admiring his body as he stripped for sleep, that smirk of his appearing and only turning me on more.

I couldn't complain too much though, I still got to sleep curled up with a gorgeous boy who never failed to profess his love. I sometimes wondered how he could be so sure of this 'love at first sight' thing when I was still a little reluctant with letting him in, but I knew there was something special about him or I would've already told him to get lost - and completely meant and enforced it.

Kris, the angel in human form that he is, was in charge of keeping Jordan occupied until I was ready for him. Jordan being Jordan wasn't too happy and kept annoying me with text messages asking when he'd get to see me. Anyone would think we'd been separated for a month the way he was acting. It was endearingly cute though, and as much as it was irritating, I enjoyed teasing him with little clues of what he'd be in for later.

Once I had myself showered and dressed up, our dinner starting to cook on the stove and a homemade apple pie baking in the oven I let Kris know he could deliver his hostage. It was barely two minutes later when Jordan was letting himself through my door. As I expected, he didn't take any time mucking around before he was wrapping his arms around my waist from behind, nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck while I browned off some chicken for the stir-fry I was making.

"Mmm baby, you look amazing," words came between soft kisses across my exposed collarbone, and I knew he was enjoying the view my low cut top was affording him. Also for Jordan's benefit I was wearing a denim skirt that came to mid thigh, something he clearly appreciated if the hand that was creeping down to brush against my bare leg was any indication. "Food looks good too," he grinned, stealing a piece of broccoli out of the pan and popping it in his mouth then leaving a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

Telling him to go get comfortable with a beer I finished up the meal, only needing to add the chicken to the vegetables and pour some sauce over top. Knowing the pie would almost be done I turned the oven off, just in case we got distracted.

x

"Have I made up for falling asleep on you yet?" I questioned later in the evening, tongue tracing around his left nipple before gently blowing over the wet skin.

After feeding Jordan my grandmother's secret recipe pie he was putty in my hands, easily being led to my room and laid down on the bed so I could straddle his waist. One of his hands was on my thigh, fingers secreted under the fabric that had ridden up considerably due to the position I was in, enjoying the freedom I was allowing him in his exploration. The other was firmly on my ass, keeping us connected, making sure I knew the affect I was having on him.

"Well," he grinned up at me with kiss-swollen lips, eyes playful as I traced random shapes over his chest. "If you don't stop teasing me," he let out a quiet groan as I ground my hips against his, "I'll make sure you make up for it!"

He made to flip our positions but I could hold my own. "Uh uh," I shook my head. "This is me thanking you for being so amazing. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I wouldn't be anywhere near as happy here without you."

Pouring everything I felt into our kiss had me feeling dizzy in moments. There was something about the combination of the way Jordan smelt, his taste and feeling his body against mine that just made me numb in the best possible way.

I barely realised what was happening as we parted, my shirt being pulled over my head and flung off to the side before Jordan was burying his face in my cleavage. He'd been openly appreciative of my breasts, and more than once id woken to find his with a firm hold on one my girls. Licking and soft biting drew small moans of pleasure from my throat.

Letting him have his moment, seeing as this experience was all about his enjoyment, I waited a little before pulling them away from his attentions. Dropping a consolatory kiss to his lips but not letting him take it any further, I kept on a path downwards. From the dimple in his chin, along the rise of his bobbing Adam's apple, between his pecs, across his faint six pack, and down to his happy trail. While making my journey I fumbled with Jordan's belt, apparently taking too long for his liking as he helped in my efforts.

Trailing my tongue from one hipbone to the other across the waistband of his jeans I let my eyes meet his. Orbs clouded by lust and anticipation, he'd propped himself up on his elbows, waiting and watching for my next move. It only took a few seconds for him to let out a growl of frustration at my lack of movement, but that was the signal I'd been waiting for. Making quick work of the button and zip, jeans and boxers were both pulled down at the same time, freeing an impressive erection already leaking pre-cum.

It was a reflex action to lick my lips at the sight before me. Teasing Jordan a little more I gripped him, moving the tip to my open mouth but holding still and letting my warm, moist breath flow over his dick.

"Ray, you can't do this to me," Jordan whined, hips bucking, trying to get any contact he could. Knowing I couldn't keep him like this for too much longer if I didn't expect an even more torturous payback I flicked my tongue out to trace the vein along his shaft, then slowly licking over the tip, lapping up the lubricant that was already there. "Please, baby."

Getting on with things I licked my lips before engulfing as much of him as I could, using my tongue to pulse against his flesh as I went. It was something my ex had always enjoyed, and the surprised moan that ripped from Jordan had me hoping he did too. Holding my position as long as I could before gagging I kept up the pressure, adding a light scraping of teeth to the mixture as I rose up. Tongue swirling the tip and sensitive slit, coupled with a tighter squeeze to the base had Jordan failing to get anything past one syllable out of his mouth.

A few more minutes repeating those actions and his hands were in fists, gripping the duvet as his head was hung back through lack of strength to keep it up. The next time I swallowed around him, gently fondling his balls at the same time had his hips bucking wildly. Three strong sucks later and I was swallowing thick spurts of semen while Jordan swore breathlessly.

Coming down from the high of the experience we both heard pounding on the door. "I swear," Jordan was still having trouble catching his breath fully, "If that's Sid I'll kill him."

He pulled his pants back up roughly while I grabbed my shirt off the floor. By now the knocking had stopped by Kris' voice was calling out our names.

"Rayne, Jordan? Where the hell are you guys?" His voice was panicked as he made his way to the open bedroom door. He blushed furiously as he took in the scene, obviously understanding what he'd just interrupted. "Ok, so I guess that explains why you haven't been answering your phones," he chuckled nervously. "Guys, Lucy was in an accident on her way to Max's."

In an instant my mood was gone. The, "Oh my god, is she ok?" on the tip on my tongue failing to come out, replaced instead by a sickening cry as tears streamed down my face. All I could see was the images my mind had formed of my parents crash.

Notes

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Comments

@SaraMarie
Thanks for your comment! I'm seriously flattered that you like my writing =] Hope you like my other stories too!
I'm a huge Pens fan and I absolutely love the writing. The description was great. Hope to read more of your stuff.
SaraMarie SaraMarie
1/12/13
@BexH
Glad ya enjoyed it!!
Not sure on whether to start posting my new story or not.. I have 10 chapters written but haven't had any motivation to write more cos of the LOCKOUT OF DOOM.
No.Thought.Of.Me No.Thought.Of.Me
12/19/12
Aw. That was so adorable. And I loved getting Jordan's views on everything. Sorry that it's over, but I really did enjoy reading it!
BexH BexH
12/15/12
VEGAS! Here we go! Can't wait to see it!
BexH BexH
12/14/12