Between His Eyes

PLEASURE

Geneva’s heart hammered like a drum in her chest. Jordan’s lips were warm and strong against hers. She had never been kissed like this before. Not by Jules. Not by anyone. It felt like fire and honey mixed together.

“What am I doing?” she thought. “This is crazy. I don’t know this man. But his kiss… it makes the pain go away for a second.”

She pulled back a little, breathing fast. Her cheeks felt hot. “Jordan… I’ve never… this is my first time,” she whispered. Her voice shook. “I was saving it for him. For Jules.”

Jordan’s gray eyes looked straight into hers. They were dark with want, but he stayed gentle. His big hand cupped her face softly. “Then I’ll make it special,” he said in that deep voice. “Only if you want me to. You can still say stop.”

Geneva’s mind raced. Part of her wanted to run away and cry. The other part, the hurt, angry, lonely part wanted to feel wanted. Truly wanted. Jules had left her waiting like she was nothing. This stranger looked at her like she was everything.

“I want this,” she said. Her voice came out stronger than she felt. “Make me forget him. Please.”

Jordan did not need to be asked twice. He kissed her again, deeper this time. His hands moved to her waist and pulled her close. Geneva melted into him. She could feel how strong his body was through his suit. Her hands grabbed his shirt, holding on tight.

The kiss grew hotter. Tongues touched. Geneva gasped at the new feeling. A warm, tingly spark shot through her whole body. She had read about kisses like this in books, but she never knew they could feel so real.

“You taste sweet,” Jordan murmured against her lips. “Like champagne and honey.”

He walked her backward slowly until her legs touched the bed. Rose petals scattered under their feet. Geneva’s dress felt too tight now. Her skin was burning up.

“Am I really doing this?” she thought. “Losing my virginity to a stranger because Jules broke my heart? But Jordan feels so good. So right. I don’t want to stop.”

Jordan’s fingers found the zipper on the back of her dress. He looked at her, asking with his eyes. Geneva nodded. The dress slid down her body and pooled at her feet. She stood there in her simple white bra and panties, feeling shy but excited.

“You’re beautiful,” Jordan said. His voice was rough. He kissed her neck, then her shoulder. Every touch sent little shocks through her.

Geneva’s breath came fast. She helped him take off his suit jacket, then his shirt. Her hands shook as she touched his bare chest. It was hard with muscles. Warm. She had never seen a man like this up close.

“Wow,” she whispered. “You’re… perfect.”

Jordan smiled a little. A dangerous, handsome smile. He laid her gently on the bed covered with rose petals. The soft flowers tickled her back. He kissed her again, slower, like he wanted to remember every second.

His hands explored her body carefully. When he touched her breasts through her bra, Geneva moaned softly. The sound surprised her. She had never made that noise before.

“Does that feel good?” he asked.

“Yes,” she breathed. “Don’t stop.”

He unhooked her bra. Cool air touched her skin, then his warm mouth. Geneva arched her back. Pleasure like she had never known rushed through her. Her fingers dug into his hair.

“I can’t believe this is happening,” she thought. “It feels so intense. So much better than I imagined. Jules never made me feel like this. Not even close.”

Jordan took his time. He kissed down her stomach. His fingers hooked into her panties and slid them off. Geneva felt exposed, but the way he looked at her made her feel powerful. Desired.

When his mouth moved lower, she gasped loudly. “Jordan!”

The pleasure was too much, mixed with the pains. Waves of heat rolled through her body. She twisted on the bed, grabbing the sheets. Her first time feeling this kind of touch made her lose control. She cried out as something exploded inside her..her first real release.

Jordan moved back up and kissed her mouth again. He took off the rest of his clothes. Geneva’s eyes widened when she saw him. He was big. Ready.

“Are you sure?” he asked one more time. His breathing was heavy too.

Geneva nodded. She wrapped her arms around his neck. “I’m sure. I want you.”

He was careful at first. Slow. Geneva felt a sharp pain when he entered her, but she held on tight. Jordan whispered soft words in her ear. “Relax, beautiful. I’ve got you.”

The pain slowly turned into pleasure. They moved together. The rhythm grew faster. Stronger. Geneva’s legs wrapped around him. She had never felt so full. So connected.

“Harder,” she whispered, surprising herself. The champagne and the hurt made her bold.

Jordan groaned and gave her what she asked for. The bed shook. Rose petals flew everywhere. Their bodies were slick with sweat. The sounds of their breathing and skin meeting filled the room.

Geneva felt another wave building. Bigger this time. “Jordan… I’m… I’m…”

“Let go,” he said against her neck. “Come for me.”

She exploded again. Stars burst behind her eyes. Her whole body shook with pleasure. Jordan followed right after, holding her tight as he finished.

They lay together, breathing hard. Jordan pulled her close to his chest. Geneva felt safe in his strong arms. But slowly, reality came back.

“What have I done?” she thought. Tears filled her eyes again. “I gave my first time to a stranger. Because Jules hurt me. Was this a mistake? It felt so good… but now I feel empty again.”

Jordan noticed her tears. He wiped them gently with his thumb. “Are you hurt anywhere?” he asked softly.

“No,” Geneva whispered. “It was amazing. You were amazing. But my heart still hurts..”

Jordan kissed her forehead. They stayed quiet for a while. Jordan’s hand rubbed her back in slow circles. It felt nice and comforting. Geneva’s body was tired but satisfied in a new way. She had crossed a line tonight. A big one.

She looked up at his handsome face. Those gray eyes were watching her.. Like he was already addicted to her.. and in minutes, they both drifted off to sleep.