May 7, 2014
Hello Goodbye—The Beatles (3:29)
Crossing Jordan
Jordan and Tyler
He watched her face. His eyes tracking every expression. He'd promised that she could be in charge and he wasn't going to break that but he really wanted to.
He knew that this was the last time he'd get to see her and he was okay with that. Really. She wasn't ready to settle down. Honestly he didn't think she'd ever be ready for the forever thing. It wasn't just him. It was everything and everyone. And he was okay with that too. Really.
His only complaint at the moment was how slow she was riding him. Normally Jordan went Hell bent for leather. Normally when he let her set the pace she exhausted him in under an hour. But right now? God! She was killing him.
Jordan stopped and pushed her hair over her shoulder. She gave him a smoldering look. "Okay," she gasped out. "Your turn."
Tyler grasped her hips between his large hands and flipped them both over so that she was sheltered by his body. "Thank God," he groaned and thrust hard into her. If this was truly going to be a good bye fuck then he was going to make it count.
