Chapter Twenty-Three
Jordan
Eyes closed, I basked in the feel of having Natalie in my arms, on my lap, her soft curves pressed against me. My c**k took note, and I exhaled heavily, hating yet loving what I needed to do.
“What you did wasn’t okay,” I said, resting my hand on her bare knee.
She nodded against my chest, sniffling.
“But it’s going to be okay.”
Natalie pulled back and peered up at me, her eyes near golden from the wetness coating them. “I’m so sorry, Jordan. Truly. I-I took that picture knowing you wouldn’t want me to, but I knew I would never get the chance to see you sleeping like that again. You were so beautiful, I had to—”
I pressed a fingertip to her lips to quiet her apology. We stared at one another in the silence as s****l energy slowly took over the discomfort
