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door swung open, and Jordan stepped out, his hair disheveled, his knuckles bloodied

llowed without a word, feeling the tension radiating from him as we moved throug

the car door so hard it shook, then stormed inside. I found him in the li

," he spat out, his voice dangerously low. "Because

ewildered. "W

. "People will look for anything they can use against me. And today, o

forehead. His shoulders sagged, and something in me softened. I h

sorr

ing for the door. His words hung in the ai

e was. But I'd glimpsed something different-a

houette was a hard line against the city lights, a figure in the shadows

he said sharply wi

replied, my voice steadier than I felt. "I may not underst

. "My wife... The guilt over her death is something I live with every day. I couldn't handle leaving her for another woman

art twisted. I moved to him, and he didn't pull back. My

standing up for

his lips crashing onto mine. The kiss was raw, a blend of anger and passio

mine as he hesitated, a hint of uncertainty showing across

it, Jordan," I mur

d heat. Every touch, every caress felt charged, igniting a fire within me. His lips

ed up to his huge member, so huge that I gasped at the sight of it. A shiver of anticipation running through me

my body adjusting to the feel of him, a mix of pleasure and pain that blurred together. He paused, his gaze meet

part of me, his touch both fierce and worshipful, like he was pouring his unspoken words into every kiss, every care

erior. His name fell from my lips as he moved faster, bringing me to a crescendo that left me breathless. And as he

as still around me, his breathing steady, grounding. I rested my head on his c

heard his voice, soft and

The words lingered in the air, filling me wit

f his body, a small smile tugging at my lips. Maybe, just m