Page 24 of Captain's Orders
She spread Dani's legs with one hand on each of her thighs, and before Dani could process what was happening her mouth was on her, hot and open, her tongue moving in long firm strokes.
"Oh, fuck." Dani jerked off the mattress but Jordan held her down with her forearm across her hips and kept going, moaning against her, like she loved the taste of her. Her tongue was doing something out of this world and Dani couldn't lie still and couldn't stay quiet.
The pressure built faster than it ever had.
"I'm—I'm going to?—"
Jordan pulled back and looked up at her, mouth wet, eyes wicked, her smile entirely without mercy. She dragged one fingertip slowly down the inside of Dani's thigh while Dani lay there trying to remember how to breathe.
She lowered her mouth again. Built her back up and just as she was there, just as the pressure was about to break, she stopped again.
"Fuck. Jordan—" Dani said through ragged breaths. "Please. Please."
"You said I could do whatever I wanted."
"I take it back."
"No, you don't." She moved up Dani's body. Her mouth found Dani's and Dani could taste herself on her lips. Jordan's hand lowered between her legs again and she slowly slid two fingers into her. "Mm. You feel so good," she mumbled.
She started fucking Dani and Dani moaned at the slide of her fingers, the curl, the slow withdrawal and then back in deeper, the heel of her hand pressing exactly where she needed her, the kiss never breaking, her mouth swallowing every sound Dani made until?—
The orgasm tore through her in a long, breaking wave. Her back arched. Her hands gripped Jordan's shoulders hard and she cried out against her lips. Jordan continued to fuck her, slowing now, drawing it out, every aftershock pulled from her until Dani was limp against the duvet and shaking.
Jordan kissed her one more time, slow and deep, and then pulled her fingers out and rested her forehead against Dani's.
A small laugh bubbled out of Dani. It was the only sound she had left that wasn't a moan, and the situation seemed to require something. Jordan lifted her head and raised an eyebrow.
"What's funny?"
"Nothing's funny. I just—I have no idea what to say. I think you broke me." Dani pressed her mouth to Jordan's jaw, then her cheek, then her mouth, and tried to get her hands under the hem of her shirt. "I want you naked. Can we take this off please?"
"Not yet." Jordan caught her wrists and lowered them back down to the duvet. "Turn around."
Dani stared at her. "Jordan, I can't. I've literally just?—"
"Yes, you can. Trust me." She licked her lips and grinned. "Captain's orders."
16
JORDAN
Dani was in Jordan's lap with her back against her chest. Jordan's knees were spread under her thighs and her arm was wrapped around her ribs, hand splayed across her chest, her breast filling her palm. The other hand was between Dani’s legs, her thumb working in small circles while she kissed her neck. Dani's head had fallen back against Jordan's shoulder, her mouth was open, and she was making sounds that Jordan was going to think about for the rest of her life.
Jordan kept checking herself for the regret that should have been there but there was none. Whatever part of her usually policed these things had stopped doing its job and what was left was a version of her she hadn't let out in a very long time. Greedy. Dominant. Reckless. She'd crossed the line and she'd deal with the consequences in the morning. Until then, she was going to have Dani in every way she'd imagined having her.
She pressed her mouth firmer to the side of Dani's neck and Dani gasped. Every roll of Jordan's fingers brought a fresh, small, broken sound out of her, and her hips had started moving against Jordan's palm.
"I—Yes, I'm?—"
"Not yet," Jordan murmured into her hair while she slowed her fingers. A small protesting sound escaped Dani, but her hips stopped chasing. "Good girl."
Dani shuddered and Jordan felt it through every point of contact between them—her back against her chest, her thighs across hers. She liked that.Good girl.
Jordan tightened her arm around her ribs and pulled her straighter up against her. Brought her mouth back to Dani's ear.
"Do you like toys?" she whispered.
Dani shuddered again. "Yes."
