“Yes, Mark?” I responded to my assistant.
“There’s a visitor here to see you,” he announced.
I took a quick glance at my calendar, but I had no meeting scheduled for the day. “Who is it?” I asked.
“She said her name is Jordan Kent?” he responded.
I sat straight up in my chair. It was as if she’d heard my thoughts. “For future reference, Mark, Jordan is always, always allowed in with no hesitation.”
“Yes sir,” Mark replied. “I’ll send her up.”
I creased my suit and made sure that everything looked as it should and a few seconds later, there was a knock at the door.
“Come in,” I called out.
Jordan’s head pierced the door frame as she opened the door to let herself into the office. She was wearing a knee-length skirt, and a button-up. “Hey.”
“Hello beautiful,” Ethan greeted. “How are you?”
“I’m good. I have a little while before I have to go and get the kids. Have you eaten yet?” she asked.
She gave me a feeling I hadn’t had in a really long time. It had been since before my ex since someone had looked out for me. I’d been doing all of the ‘taking care of’ for the past six years, worrying about the boys and making sure they were good to go. Looking at Jordan staring at me with her head knocked to the side, waiting for my answer, it was clear she had me even more wrapped around her finger than I thought at first.
“I have not,” I replied.
Jordan scoffed. “Well, I would lecture you, but I really want to have lunch with you, so I suppose I’ll let it slide.” She giggled. “Can you escape for a bit?”
I stood up without hesitation. “Of course I can.” I walked up to her and stopped just before I got to her. She closed the distance between us and gave me a kiss, leaving a smile in the wake. “Well, that was lovely.”
She nodded. “Yes it was. Ready?”
“After you,” I responded, motioning forward.
After telling me she’d taken an Uber to get to my downtown office, we took my car to a family-style diner that I enjoyed that wasn’t too far away. We each ordered club sandwiches and coffee and settled in for a nice lunch date.
“I spoke to Harrison about the arrangement,” Jordan started after we’d gotten our food. “I told him that I’m into it.”
“Is that right?” I said, my dick already receiving jolts of excitement.
She nodded. “It is. Needless to say, he didn’t wait too long to put the new plan into action.”
“I bet he didn’t,” I replied, and I couldn’t blame him. That any of us, Cade excluded, had resisted her at all was a full-fledged miracle. “I’d like to not wait much longer myself.” Just as I was finishing the statement, I felt a soft, warm feeling on my leg. Jordan had freed one of her feet from its shoe and was sticking her toes up my pant leg. “It would appear as though you don’t want to either.”
Jordan shook her head. “I wasn’t really all that hungry, just curious if you can top Harrison? He set the bar pretty high.”
Seduction and a challenge? My cock was definitely getting hard now. Jordan had embarked on a course of action just to get into my pants, and that was the most electrifying thing that had happened to me in a long time, if ever. I met her first, and had wanted her the longest, so though I had every plan to take her back to her place and fuck her until neither of us could move, we were going to have to make a pit stop to take my first taste of the goddess before me.
I drove to a spot not too far away where I knew we would be away from onlookers. I parked away from the street, put my seat back, and Jordan wasted no time in climbing over me. She straddled me, and looked down, her eyes widening at just how tented my pants were. She rubbed my dick through my jeans, while sucking her lips against mine in a fiery kiss. It was slobbery, and wet, the kind that lovers had when they couldn’t wait to taste one another. I was never much of one for foreplay, but I had some places on Jordan’s body that I needed to explore, and I wouldn’t stop until I had done so effectively.
I pushed her top up enough to gain access to her breasts, while her hands worked to get me out of my jeans. Her desires were the opposite of mine. I wanted to do things in a certain order, but Jordan wasn’t willing to wait.
“I need you right now, baby,” she hummed.
“Just remember, you asked for it,” I responded. I pushed her skirt up her thighs, and took my dick from her hand and flicked it against her pussy. When I was met with no fabric, I raised an eyebrow. “Are you going commando?”