"I don't know what you're planning, but I'm not going to play along." Jordan grabs both my arms and tears me off him. He takes a step back and inhales deeply, his brows furrowed as he calms his breathing.

I pouted, umimpressed that he still had the will power to pull off something like that. Come on. I'm practically begging to be in your bed and this is how you deal with it? Jordan is definitely stupid. Jordan, you idiot. But, I forgive him so long as he gives me what I want.

"I'm not planning anything. I just want you. Is that so bad?" I tried again, my voice sugary sweet as I reach for his arm. He didn't pull away and I took that as a good sign. I knew he wasn't going to go down without a fight. This is Jordan, for goodness sake. What was I expecting?

He lets out another deep breath before looking down at me, his eyes spelling his defeat. No way was I letting this one go. I curved my shoulders just a bit so that the shirt would hollow, tempting him with the sight of my smooth chest. No one was immune to that move right there. It was deadlier than when a busty woman did that and he should thank me that I graced him with that sight.

I smile slowly, silently cheering with the way I was attacking so smoothly. I didn't even flinch when I saw the sneer on his face. It was so obvious that Jordan was getting affected from the small sight of my skin, his body tensing from the desires he was desperately trying to reel in. That face he had on was nothing but a mask.

Nuh-uh-uh, baby. You're dealing with Eric Giordanio and I always get what I want. Always.

Well, not always. Riley was the exception and that's why I'm here. That's why you should be thankful, you little ingrate! If I wasn't healing a broken heart, I wouldn't be seducing you in the first place.

"It is." He finally answered, his grey eyes glinting in the light. I had almost mistaken them as crystals from the way they shone in the morning light. "I know you're up to something. Such a quick change of heart just because I saved you from a pervert is close to impossible. I'm sure someone else has helped you in situations like those, yet you act like this towards me. It's strange, if you ask me. So, if you're just looking for a good fuck, I suggest you find someone else. I don't whore myself out to those I work for."

I bit in a smile. Damn it. This man is just right for me. How could I have thought that he was nothing more as a pain in the ass? To refuse me, ME of all people is considered a miracle in itself. And this man is just full of surprises.

Slowly, I slid my hand up towards his shoulder, digging my nails on his skin. He grimaced at the gesture and glared at me, his hand trying to pull me away. Heh. Like hell I'd ever let go. This was my chance to attack at his weakest point. But if he really wants me to let go, he'll have to promise to kiss my balls.

Stupid bastard.

"Okay, you caught me. I am looking for a good fuck. And, right now, there's no one else I want more than you. Just give in already. I know you want me as well." I scratched down his arm, red marks surfacing.

He moaned loudly, making me smile at the effect I had on him.

I reached for his other arm and did the same thing, watching him closely as he tried to even out his breathing. Was it just me or was this man a closet masochist or something?

"You did well in acting like you didn't give a fuck about me. I really believed that there was one human out in this world that I had no effect on and that human was you. Then, you come here in my home, catching a glimpse of my wonderful self coming out from a hot bath. That's when you slipped up and I caught you."

The hard stare he gave me sent waves of shudders through my entire body. This man, Jordan - wait, what was his last name? Did I even ask for it? Damn. I was too caught up with the man himself to worry about details like that. I'll ask after I've tamed him.

Now, let's go back to what I was trying to say. This man just had this ability to bring out the beast in me. No dirty talking, no grinding, not even a hug from any man I had ever slept with has given me this kind of desire. 

This hidden desire to dominate someone.

"Jordan, let's just forget about the formalities and get on with it. I know you're aching for me and I'm all ready for the taking. Personally, I'd want to top you. But, I guess I've just been itching to use my ass on you. Come on. We can take this to my room, or here. I don't really give a fuck as long as we fuck." 

Once again, I wrapped my arms around his strong neck, my hands tugging his hair roughly. I glided my lips down his neck, moaning shamelessly as I whispered his name. I felt the heat in his body rising and spreading to my own, increasing my want to get fucked. I was getting aroused and all I did was speak the truth. That's all good. As long as he was feeling the same thing, then all the better.

"No." He said, his voice hoarse and breathy.

I looked up to find his eyes determined, unbreaking even with my relentless attacks. Just give in already, stupid. I'll make this good for the both of us!

"Look, I only have sex with the people I love. I don't go for the whole 'sex buddy' thing. My body isn't something I share with every person I find attractive. It's something I share with someone who won't leave me the very next day." He pushed himself off me, taking huge steps back with a look of defiance on his face.

I'd have retorted but his answer left me speechless. Love? Share? That's the kind of thing only virgins would say. Heh. Wouldn't it be funny if he were a virgin in all of this?

"Judging from your answer, I'd take you as someone who hasn't lost their chastity yet." I smirked, crossing my arms across my chest, resulting in my shirt bunching up on my stomach to reveal more of the black lace boxers I was wearing.

His eyes slid down my body, stopping immediately at the sight of the underwear. I could see the tremble that went past him, shaking his body violently like it was being electrocuted. Seriously, this man is just slipping off his indifference mask. But, I've got to admire that firm resolve that he has. 

Not everyone can resist temptation like he was doing. Even I know that much.

"So, what if I am? Sex isn't the only thing a man can do with his penis." That's it. I can't keep this smile in me anymore. "What are you laughing at?"

"I'm not laughing at anything. I was just utterly amused." I cleared my throat, tilting my head to the side. "It never crossed my mind that you could be a virgin. I'd thought you'd have lost it back when you were a basketball player. Don't athletes get tits on a daily basis?"

"Apparently, I wasn't popular because I had nothing going for me except for my body." He answered calmly, bending down to pick up his discarded duffle bags. "Look, I just want to settle in. I also need to do a little check up and prepare your medicine. Can you kindly show me my room?"

Okay. This wasn't going according to my plans. Now, what? This guy just flat-out refused me and I don't know what to do next. Hell, my body wasn't even comprehending the situation since I was still aroused from earlier.

I sighed softly, the smile sliding off my lips. Jordan wasn't going to do this calmly. Hell, he wasn't cooperating and I was big on cooperation. I was never one to force someone in bed with me because that was as rare as finding a gold fish in the Pacific Ocean.

Think, think, think. Come on, you want to just spend the day in bed, right? Then, apparently, you're not doing something correctly.

Hmm... 

"Alright. I'll take you to your room." I answered when he cleared his throat rather loudly. He was stiffer than when he arrived. He must've been on his guard after that little stunt I pulled.

Heh. But, he won't be expecting whatever's in my magnificent head.

"Thank you. Lead the way." He gruffed out, avoiding any eye contact between us.

Fuck. Was this how he was going to be? I will sooner burn in hell before some man refuses to take my ass. What the hell was this guy made of?

"Yeah. Come here." 

I started walking towards a bedroom door, smirking as the idea just literally popped in my head. There was one thing I was known for, aside from my deadly good looks, and that was my ability to hide my thoughts.

Because if I was as transparent as he was, he wouldn't have followed me inside the only room in the entire house that had a bed. 

My bedroom.

"Isn't this a bit too grand for me? I can do with a smaller room, you know. And it already looks like someone is already sleeping here." He grumbled, dropping the heavy bags on the floor. There was another third thud and I knew he had released himself from the backpack that hung on him.

I turned around to meet his eyes, smiling evilly at him. He tensed and I knew he had an idea of what I had just done. 

"Unfortunately, this house has only two rooms. A little room I use as my personal study for business purposes, and my bedroom." I purred out, removing my shirt and rewarding him with the sight of my bare chest.

I lied. There were actually three rooms in this house. One for my bedroom, my study, and a spare for guests. But, I wasn't going to tell him that. I was still hell-bent in riding the hell out of him.

"I thought we were done with this." He muttered lowly, his eyes wandering all over my body. "I told you I didn't whore myself out to people who were looking for a quick fuck."

His aura returning to that beastly mode in him. Damn, was that super hot or what? Okay, let me just end his suffering. It was obvious he was going to resist this like he did earlier, and I wasn't begging to be refused a second time. If he wasn't going for the prey, then the prey will just have to be the predator. 

"We were. Now, we'll just get to it. I'm not one to force someone in bed. But, I told you, Jordan." I walked up to him and grabbed him by the shirt. " I want you. I'm not the type of person that jokes around with something like this. And there's one thing you should remember, now that you're working for me, and that is to obey me. I may look like an angel sent by the heavens, but my personality is one of a devil's. You'd do well to follow my wishes."

I dragged him on his feet and flung him to the bed, landing on my soft pillows that I had yet to fix. He was surprised, I could tell. Such a huge man and he was flung to a bed by a smaller man. What did I tell you? I was stronger than I let on. That's why my rapists had hell to pay before they even got to touching my skin.

"Oh yeah? Don't make me laugh. I can just beat you up and claim self-defense after you tried to sexually assault me. Let's see you rot in jail after this stunt." He sat up, the glare he had on made me smile even more.

Really? Me in jail? I don't think so.

"You're flattering yourself, Jordan. You won't hurt me. Not even if you wanted to. You're a nice guy despite your words. And, it's a known fact, nice guys don't have the balls to hurt someone weaker than themselves." I chuckled darkly, pouncing on top of him and pinning him down, my knees pushing his wrists down on either side of him so he couldn't move his hands. He stared at me with wide eyes, his irises spelling his desire to just bite back. Come on, my bear.

Just take the bait and move along.

"If anything, the authorities would believe in me being sexually assaulted. I could play the part of a victim like no one can. I may not be an astounding actor like Michael Nelms, but I can pull off some crocodile tears and tattered clothes." He stiffened, the realization kicking in his head. 

If there was one thing his face spelled that would be: I AM FUCKED. 

"Jordan, you can't escape. If you refuse me, I'll destroy you're entire life." I threatened, biting my tongue as a small punishment for me.

Me? Destroy his world? Not. When the hell did I learn to lie and threaten someone? Was I really this deperate for him? Fuck!

"You know I'm very influential. Just a whisper of a little white lie can ruin your reputation and you'll end up lonelier than you already are."

He gritted his teeth when I sat on his groin, on purpose might I add. I made sure that his soft member was sitting snugly between my cheeks as I grinded my hips. Honestly, I was an awesome dirty dancer. My hips could move like no one could and I was proud of that ability. It helped me loosen up the knots my big bear had.

I was shivering from the contact. The way the rough cloth would drag my boxers up and down my crack aroused me. I felt myself slowly hardening, just aching to get more friction. Jordan didn't fail as well. He was slowly rising, making the lace bunch up every time I grinded him.

"You won't be able to live your life peacefully. Never ending up in another person's embrace because of me. I'm not saying I'll stay with you forever. But, it's better than nothing, right?" I rolled my hips, rubbing both our hardening members as I moved.

Damn! When did I turn into someone like this? There's just too many questions when it comes to him. Seriously, what is up with that?

"Why would you go so far as to lie and threaten me? Isn't there anyone else in your list of friends that you can fuck around with?" He answered, his hot breath coming out in heavy pants.

His resolve was weaker, he wasn't struggling underneath me anymore. Hell, he was even thrusting his hips upwards. I licked my lips, letting out a few puffs of air as I continued sliding up and down like I was riding him.The grinding was just too much and I had to restrain myself with mental chains to not give in yet.

"There's no one else that I want except you. Come on. I promise I'll make this good for the both of us. Just one day full of sex. That's all I need from you and I might just move on to the next interesting thing." I whispered on his neck when I bent forward, my hands on his strong chest for support.

I lifted my head up, catching his delirious gaze. He was hard and aroused that I knew he was at his breaking point. But, I needed to be sure he wasn't going to chicken out on me when we get to the best part. That would be humiliating and I didn't do humiliation.

Quickly, I slid my hands over his chest, admiring the way his muscles tensed from my touch. His shirt clung to his form, making me admire his amazing body. He wasn't lying when he said that his body was the only thing going for him. I could melt right under him in minutes, biting and licking his hot skin that was just begging for it.

"What if you're not satisfied after one round? Then, what?" He answered, his soft pants making the hairs on my skin rise.

"I said one day full of sex. I can assure you that one round is not enough for me. And if I'm not satisfied after one full day, then we go at it the next day. And the next day, and the next day, and the next day. Until I'm finally tired of you. I might even let you leave with any amount of cash you want." I licked his neck, revelling in the moan that escaped his lips.

I didn't even need to look down to see if he was rock-hard. If that bulge that was sliding between my cheeks wasn't his erection, then he must be packing something. Hopefully, it's not a gun.

"If you stop in the middle, I won't forgive you." He replied, his tone showing his surrender as he looked down at me with glazed eyes. "You better know what you're putting yourself into."

I smiled, biting my bottom lip as I tilted my head upwards. He groaned out loud and I knew this was it.

I'm getting laid! 

"Oh, I know."

Carefully, I lifted myself off of him, crawling upward and hovering over his face. I chuckled lightly when I caught sight of his face. Jordan had his eyes closed, his lips parted as he waited for me to attack. I smiled, aching to touch his whiskers. Damn. I never knew how hot it looked on him. Now, I wanted to know what he looked like with a clean shave.

I raised my hand, bringing my fingers to his face, and touched his lips. The scratchy feeling I got from his facial hair gave me a sort of tingle, flashing from my fingers down to my groin.

Slowly, I brought my lips near his, just centimeters away, and licked them. I moaned loudly when I felt my tongue graze his own pair, enjoying that unique taste of him. Funny how such a big man could taste so sweet. I wonder if somewhere else was just as sweet.

After calming myself down, I leaned in for a peck on the lips. He was a virgin so I guess I should start out slow. I wouldn't want to scare him with my tongue and all that.

"I know how to kiss. I just haven't done the act itself, so get on with it." He whispered, opening his eyes and revealing to me his dilated pupils.

Jordan was fucking high. Praise the heavens.

"Great. Then, I don't need to be gentle." I smashed my lips on his, taking his soft pair in a hungry kiss.

Caging his face with my hands, I kissed the hell out of him. Biting his full bottom lip, almost tearing it from his face. I slipped my tongue in his mouth, rubbing every crevice an coaxing his tongue to play. He didn't fail me. He moaned when I started to rub my erection on his flat abdomen, rolling my hips so much that we were practically bouncing on the bed.

I pulled away for a breath of fresh air, surprised when I felt strong hands holding my hips firmly. Jordan had a death grip on me and started to pull down so that I rested my ass on his hardened member.

Looks like he wasn't one for teasing.

I attacked his lips again, grinding harder on him as my hands went under his shirt to touch his chest. Man, those muscles. They were making me weak with every caress I gave his body.

Jordan started to pant out loud, soetimes he'd let out a hungry moan, and I decided I wanted a quickie before I started with the teasingly slow sex. Just a taste of what I was going to have for the entire day. So, I took off all his clothes quickly and admired his strong, smooth body. Originally, I thought he was going to be a bit on the hairy side. But, the only hair I found was the one that surrounded his erection for me, the rest was just dusted lightly with hair.

Needless to say, I was literally salivating when I watched his member pop out, glistening from the precum.

Oh God!

He was thick and long, a bit bigger than mine. Just as I expected from such a huge man, my hung bear.

"Stop looking at it like it's a pieace of candy." He muttered, hiding his face with both his hands. Probably from the embarrassment.

Why should he feel embarrassed? This was a treat I wanted to delve myself into.

"Because it is a piece of candy. Don't you see that it's my lollipop?" I answered, smiling as I took his member in my hand and squeezed.

He jolted up from the squeeze, a gasp of surprise slipped past his lips. It was rock, rock, rock hard and I knew he'd come as soon as I let him in me.

Keeping a grip strong enough to assure me that he wasn't going to cum so fast, I sucked his head. I lapped up the fluids that dare to escape from his slit and swallowed him whole.

Shit! He was too big for me to take entirely, hitting the back of my throat with just three-fourths of his length. I wanted to bury my nose in that mass of coarse hair and inhale his scent, but I wanted to do it without gagging.

Gagging isn't sexy.

"Hey, make yourself useful and grab the bottle of lube in the second drawer of that table. Spit ain't gonna work, you'll just make it hurt." I pointed with his member towards the table, licking its side as I did so.

Jordan cursed softly, reaching blindly next to him as he concentrated of me slurping his little buddy. The sounds of lapping and sucking filled the room and I swear I was just as leaking as well. The table clattered and he pulled out a familiar bottle, his arm falling limply when I took a hard suck, trying to sip his juices.

It was obvious he wasn't going to reach me the bottle, so I pulled my lips away, ignoring his protest, and faced the other way, my ass up his face.

While I sucked and nipped his member, I pulled my boxers down a bit and reached for the bottle of lube. I was blind as I did that since I was facing the other side, but still succeeded. I'm amazing like that.

I made sure he was watching as I squirted a bit and rubbed my entrance, pulling open the cheeks so he could get a better view. He got even harder, if that was possible, and his member quivered visibly.

Damn, I can't do this anymore.

I got up, standing on top of hin as I removed my boxers and dropping it on his face. Squirting a bit more, I rubbed it all over his member and positioned myself over him.

No more teasing, just fucking.

I faced him and slowly sat down, pulling up my balls so he had a clear view of what it looked like when I swallowed him whole.

"Oh, fuck!" I couldn't help the yell I made.

He was too big. Too big and too hard.

Jordan groaned out loud as I slipped past his head and took him halfway in. I was already gasping out loud, pain stinging the sides of my entrance as I slipped down further and finally ate him up.

I just sat there and let go of my aching member, inhaling deep and shaky breaths to calm myself down. He, on the other hand, started to tremble wildly, his member pulsing inside me. When I finally controlled my breathing, I raised myself up and slammed down.

"Holy fuck!" I bit my lip as the pain and pleasure mixed, my eyes shut tight at the sensation.

Jordan moaned shamelessly, my boxers in his tight grip, and before I knew it, something was slipping out my hole.

"A bit too fast, aren't you? I should've expected. You're a virgin, after all." I smirked, catching my breath as I kept my legs open. The sight of my leaking member made him lick his lips and I knew we weren't going to leave the bed for today.

"Don't worry. We've got all day."