The Agreement

You told him?" Ginny entered their beach house and dropped her bags on the floor.

Jordan leaned on the arm of their couch. His arms crossed in v neck T and brown slacks. On any other man the combination would look make them look homeless, but on Jordan it was a magazine ad for hot tattered slacks.

"It just, kind of came out. He was angry and was telling me I'm just a rebound."

"You aren't anything Jordan!"

"Really?" Jordan let his head drop. The sting forced his eyes closed. His arms dropped to his side and griped the arm of the couch. "Well, that sucks." He lifted his head and fixed his eyes on her. He began walking toward her slowly. "From over here, It looks like more than nothing. It feels like more than nothing. That night felt a little more like everything." He was now standing directly in front of Ginny who was now pressed against the door. "And telling by the way you're breathing right now, I'd say it's just a tad above something wonderful." He stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers. "I'd say, it might be something… soft, tender, and thirsty." He began leaving soft feathery kisses from her ear to her chin. Ginny slightly lifted her chin to giving him access to her neck as she began to softly pant. Jordan smiled and continued his soft kisses down her neck to her shoulder. "Say I'm something." He ran his hand from her hip to her breast and rubbed his thumb over her erect nipples as he licked the nape of her neck. "Say you want me. Say you want this." He placed her hand on his abs under his shirt.

Ginny's pupils were now enlarged. She flexed her fingers on his steel muscles and ran her other hand through his hair.

"I…"

"Yesss.." Jordan whispered into her ear.

"You're not nothing." Jordan picked her up and carried her straight into his bedroom.

Making love with Jordan was a unique experience for Ginny. The biggest label for what they had was desire. She couldn't remember wanting someone in this sexual unsatiable way as she did with Jordan. Every sexual organ she had couldn't get enough pleasure from him. She wanted more. She wanted it to never end. He knew how to touch her in ways that drove her over the edge each time.

Mike's touch was different. His was tender. His touches were those of a man who worshipped every inch of her. Pure and utter love.

Jordan was like taking ecstasy. All their senses were heightened in a euphoric state. Their love making took hours.

Ginny laid next to Jordan. Her eyes fixed on the ceiling.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Jordan stroked her hair as he laid on his side. He would normally be out surfing by this time.

"Nothing. Much."

"Right." Jordan laid onto his back. "Especially not Mike Lawson." Ginny turned her head to look at a smiling Jordan Collins. "Come here. I want to talk to you about something." Jordan pulled Ginny over his ready morning cock.

Ginny gaspsed. "I thought you wanted to talk."

"Yes. I want to talk. I want to talk while I'm deep inside you."

Ginny moaned as he slid inside her. He hugged her tight and took his time slowly thrusting into her. His hands scathing her back as he sucked on her breasts one at time.

"I love being inside you. Nothing tops this feeling. But I know there is something missing here. You don't love me." The pace slowed and she looked into his eyes.

"I think I do."

Jordan chuckled. "No. You don't. You love me. But you are not in love with me. And that's ok. I think it's the same for me. I love you," He said as his dick hit deeper inside her causing her to let out a low moan. "But, I can feel that I'm not the one. We were not meant to be each other's forever. I'm okay with that. I just want to enjoy this for as long as I can. I will be here until you are ready. And it will kill me not to be able to do this to you ever again but, I'm okay whenever you're ready to go back to him."

"Ginny stopped. She looked at him speechless. Motionless he stared into her eyes for a moment. But then he began to move under her and their eyes closed and the best sex they had had yet, began to unfold.