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pulling him closer to her. His erection pressed against her stomach, eliciting a moan as she knew that there was more to come. Slowly pulling away, he leaned his forehead against hers, both of them trying to catch their breaths.
     
    “The bedroom’s right there.”
     
    Michael lifted her into his arms, her legs wrapping instinctively around his waist as he carried her into her bedroom. Jordan cupped his face in her hands as she kissed him softly, losing herself to the feeling until her back hit the soft mattress. Her hands found their way down to his pants, making quick work of his belt buckle and the fly of his jeans, and pushed the denim down his hips. He hadn’t even managed to kick them off completely before her hand dove into his boxers, moaning as her fingers wrapped around his length, swiping over the drop of pre-cum as she started moving her hand up and down.
     
    “As much as I know how you’d love to pay me back for what I did out there,” he started to say, words coming out in pants as he struggled to keep his control. “I’d really love nothing more than to fuck you right now.”
     
    “I’m not stopping you.”
     
    With a growl, he pulled her hand out of his boxers and forced it over her head. Her other hand quickly pushed to the same spot where he held her wrists under his palm. He skillfully got rid of his boxers and managed to pull her panties down her legs. Taking his cock in his hand, he swiped at her slit before pushing his way into her heat, moaning at how good she felt around him.
     
    Jordan moaned as he filled her completely, stretching even more than what his fingers had done just moments earlier. “Fuck! That feels so good.”
     
    Michael started to move in and out of her, keeping a slow and steady pace, not wanting to give in to the desire of fucking her senseless only for it to last a few short minutes. He groaned when she started to roll her hips in time to his thrusts, each time having him go deeper into her.
     
    “You need to stop,” he said, pressing his forehead against hers. “I don’t wanna cum too soon.”
     
    “We’ve got all night,” she argued, lips meeting his in an effort to convince him to give her what she wanted. She tried to wriggle her wrists free but he wouldn’t budge. “Please, Mike.”
     
    Having her beg chipped away the last of his resolve, one hand letting go of her wrist so he could lean up against the bed, his arms on either side of her head. Her arms immediately went around his neck, clutching onto him for support as he started bucking his hips wildly. The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed around the room as he buried himself to the hilt with every thrust.
     
    He felt the familiar tension in his balls, clenching his teeth as he tried to hold off, not wanting to reach his climax and leaving her unsatisfied. Reaching down between their bodies, his fingers found her clit and rubbed circles against it in tune with the pace of his thrusts. Her head thrashed from side to side at the friction he was causing. Her walls began to contract around him, getting tighter as the seconds passed. She couldn’t even get the words out of her mouth, her orgasm wracking her body in waves. He pulled out of her seconds later, his hand stroking at his cock frantically until jets of creamy liquid squirted onto her stomach.
     
    Holding himself up against one arm, he leaned down to capture her lips in a quick soft kiss. He groaned when she swiped a finger on her stomach to gather his seed before lifting it up to her mouth to get a taste.
     
    Rolling a little off to the side, he collapsed beside her on the bed, taking in ragged breaths. “You are gonna be the death of me.”
     
    “Can we do that again before you keel over and die?” she asked jokingly, eliciting a hearty laugh from him.
     
    Turning to his side, Michael put a hand under her chin and pulled her in for a kiss. “You know,” he said as he pulled away. “When I moved here, I totally didn’t expect