Gents 4 Ladies (9 page)

“
Jordan
. Oooh!” she moaned long and shrilly. Everything else that had happened that night faded in comparison, as she suddenly began to writhe her hips in a helplessly debauched motion to match his pounding dual penetration. “Oh Jordan. Oh
please
.”

She couldn’t tell what she was pleading for. But she felt something hot and grinding overpowering her deepest core, making her inner tissues quiver and swell as the blood rushed to her center. Tania began to buck against his thrusting hand, seeking more pressure, more sweet burning friction. The muscles in her legs started to spasm and from the waist down, she transformed into Jell-O. She was clenching on him in both her holes, and she soon began conscious of him letting out a muffled oath.

Suddenly, he slipped his fingers out of her, and she almost wailed.
What?
She’d been mere seconds from…

But then she saw him reach for a condom from his suit pocket. She heard him rip it open with his teeth, using only one hand to roll it onto his rock-hard member while keeping her pinned to the table. Tania shook and shivered, stimulated in mind and body and ready to completely lift off once he entered her.

The tip of his cock nudged at her from behind and she exhaled with a loud surge of air. She barely had the chance to brace herself before he plunged into her pussy in one long, smooth power thrust.

His massive girth almost split her apart in this position. His thighs pushed against the back of hers, keeping her propped against the table as she would have slid like a soggy mass to the floor. Her walls screamed with bliss as he began to slam into her with heedless, rugged thrusts. Shit shit shit! Tania’s breathing hitched as she cried out and arched up off the table, her spine curving backwards so hard she was afraid it would snap. She couldn’t stay quiet or still, even with her wrists bound behind her, keeping her on lockdown while he rampaged through her shivery cunt.

He made no sound apart from the raspy edge of his breathing. His fingers gripped her hips tight as he fucked her almost savagely, taking her to a place where pain and pleasure felt one and the same. He made her so full, yet so wet even his deep, hard shafting couldn’t keep her from taking her fill of enjoyment.

This was rough sex personified, each lunge of his hips jolting her into the table while her insides felt ready to disintegrate from the feral pummeling of his cock. Again and again his pelvis rocked against her punished ass, his penetration so deep she could feel his balls swinging against her lower section. The extent and angle of his inward thrusts soon had her mind reeling.

Her orgasm started in her brain, as she processed all the emotions she was feeling at once. Agony from the deep-seated ridge of his continuous penetration, pleasure from him reaching all her secret inner spots with ease, and then delight at being so mercilessly taken, with just the right amount of force and dominance to make her continue to drip down to her knees.

Tania screamed, erupting suddenly and noisily. Her body jerked while her inner muscles contracted endlessly. She felt Jordan fist her hair and tug her hard until her spine arched backwards in an even steeper curve than before. This brought her mouth close to his as he leaned forward and twisted her face to his for a hard, eating kiss that devoured her next series of moans.

To her surprise, she registered his shuddering as his whole frame strained against her. Deep within her pussy, he swelled and throbbed, elongating her climax as he intensified his thrusts to almost lightning repetition. Blam blam blam blam! Trapped beneath him, Tania had no way of fighting the colossal rush of sensations as he rode her into a thick, black oblivion, his body jerking out several more uneven thrusts as he came with loud grunts pressed into her mouth. Tania felt every pump and pulsation his cock made as he exploded deep with her walls which clung tight to him like Velcro. Her shivering matched his, their orgasms conjoined into one unseamed entity, devoid of space and time.

***

He must have carried her to the bed at some point, because Tiana woke up to find herself lying beneath the warm covers. The room was dim with just a faint glow from the lamp standing across in one corner. Tiana felt a desperate lurch in her chest until she felt around and then connected her hand with a solid, sleeping frame not too far away. Resisting the urge to roll closer and snuggle, Tiana smiled with foolish relief. He was still here, she thought with a deep sigh as she kept her hand resting on what felt like his lower back which rose and fell with his steady breathing. Not bothering to open her eyes, Tiana drifted back into an exhausted, replete sleep.

By the time she woke up in the bright radiance of morning, Jordan was gone. Tania would have felt like she’d dreamed the whole tempestuously passionate night if not for the fact that she woke up extremely sore. This told her that everything that had happened was real.

He hadn’t come cheap but Tiana knew she wouldn’t blink once at spending that kind of money again just to spend time with him. It was just a few days after, but she felt compelled to give it another go. Why wait? Unless of course, Jordan proved to be unavailable or already booked. But Tiana decided she would at least try. She could just be lucky and he’d be willing to make another appointment at short notice.

There was a slight tremble to her hand as she finally picked up the receiver. Clearing her throat, she punched in the numbers she now had written down on the pad next to the phone. Her heart started to pound alarmingly as the ringing came on at the other end of the line.

Chapter Six

Jordan shoved his hands back through his hair and turned away from Tommy’s accusing eyes.

“Really, Jordan?
Again
?” Tommy asked, his eyebrows propped high in individual V-shaped arches.

Jordan knew exactly what Tommy meant. Tiana. Calling him up again yesterday. Asking if he was available for another appointment. As soon as possible.

Hearing her smooth, feminine voice on the line again had sent him down memory lane – as if every moment of their encounter wasn’t already etched in his brain. Touching her, kissing her – eating her out and then getting his cock so deep inside her snug, welcoming channel he’d rocked against her uterus– he’d forget none of that in a hurry. He could still taste her spicy, honeyed essences at the back of his throat each time he swallowed. Damn, but he’d felt ready to never take his tongue out of inside her. Nothing
ever
– had tasted so good. Like burnt sugar, hot and sweet. Addicting.

“Could you…work me into your schedule again? Even if for just a few hours sometime this week. How about Thursday? Maybe for dinner and dancing? Or is that too soon?” she’d asked, her tone as professional as ever even as the sentence inched on too long. Jordan’s mind went as blank as the first time she’d ever called him.

At the sound of her voice, his cock was instantly so hard it felt ready to rip through the expensive fabric of his dress pants. Jordan even forgot he was right inside his office, just minutes from receiving an important client for a meeting.

All he could see in his mind’s eye was Tania’s face, prettily curved in an oval, her full lips tinted with dusky pink, her brown skin glowing with fresh beauty. He could see her deep brown eyes twinkling brightly as she teased him about asking a black woman if she could dance. He smiled suddenly as he remembered her grinding her delectable ass against him on the dance floor. An ass he’d mentally vowed then and there to rub and kiss all over once he got the chance. Before the night was through he did have that chance, after which he’d been so wild and hard for her, he’d fucked her up against that table until she’d virtually passed out.

Hardly himself either, he’d managed to carry her back into bed and lay next to her beneath the covers. A part of him had wanted to pull her soft, warm body against his for a cuddle, until he collected his senses and chose to keep some distance between them as she slept. He’d only meant to rest a bit before making a quick exit, but had ended up sleeping until the early morning. When he woke up, she was draped all over him, her lips softly breathing against his ear. He’d looked down to see her breast pressed against his arm, the sensation of her soft firmness making his already hard cock swell to almost painful proportions.

Jordan was so busy reliving every moment of the time spent with her that he’d forgotten she was on the line waiting for his reply. Until he heard her blurt out, “It’s okay if you’re already booked. I understand if you think this is much too impromptu. If you could suggest when you’ll be free…”

“How about tonight?”

The words had come out even before he could think them out properly first. But damn, he wanted her; had wanted her the moment he’d walked out of that room leaving behind a deliciously mussed and sleeping Tania, naked and lushly spread for him to reach out and take if he’d dared. But she’d wanted only one night and so he hadn’t lingered – but each step felt weighted with lead as he’d walked away.

No woman had got him so hard in a long time. Not once in his grownup life had a female made him want to throw everything away just to be with her again. Right now. At whatever cost.

At the back of his mind, it prickled him to think he still existed beneath a lie. She thought he was a male escort. She’d paid him on that assumption and was interested in paying him again for another encounter. On another level, the knowledge gave him a swell of cockiness. He’d given it to her so good she was coming back for more. Hell yeah he was free.

But then common sense returned and he tacked on hastily into the surprised silence, “Say, around seven or eight. I could spare a few hours. A client cancelled so I happen to have an evening free. As long as it’s not for the night like the last time…”

“No. I think…a few hours would be fine. I have an early morning appointment anyway. Do you want to come by the apartment for a drink first?” Her voice had a delightfully breathy undertone. Picturing the confident, professional Tania beside the wanton, submissive Tania of the bedroom gave Jordan more of a thrill than he’d have expected.

When it came to women, he hardly had to make much effort. He was used to getting what he wanted and so far, he’d never got to face rejection or being given a difficult time by a female. Fact was, he couldn’t even remember ever having to ask a woman out. Somehow, when he met someone attractive, she usually found a way to get into his bed and Jordan usually played along if she was his type. Much of the same had happened with Chloe, his ex.