Yasmin and Jordan spend their final night together before she leaves in the morning to accept a huge promotion... In Paris... The distance will be hard, but they will have to learn to get creative to stay satisfied.
I'm going to miss you so much. I'm going to miss you too. I don't want you to go, but I know how much this means to you, and I'm so proud of you.
It's Sunday evening, and I'm laying on the bed, wrapped around my boyfriend. His firm hands brush up and down my legs, sending slight shivers across my skin. We cuddle in front of my laptop, checking flights together, planning our future—well, our separation, actually.
When we first got together, we knew this day would come. Both of us are talented and ambitious. It was inevitable that one of us, or even both of us, would want to work abroad.
In theory, we both think a long-distance relationship is doable. In practice, we both know it will be hell. What about this flight? No layovers.
With delicate care, Jordan kisses my neck as I select my flight and click book. Then we calculate how often we can afford to see each other. Jordan and I met at a Halloween party through mutual friends a year ago.
I was dressed as a slutty witch, and he was dressed as a literal goat. We fucked at my place that same night, goat costume and everything. Safe to say the ice broke between us immediately, and we've been inseparable ever since.
And now I've been promoted to editor-in-chief at the magazine I work for, which means I'll have to move to Paris. And Jordan and I have decided to give this long-distance thing a chance. At first, we thought we would play it by ear and just see each other as often as time and money would allow, but now we've decided that at the end of each meeting, we have to always know when we will see each other next.
It's the only way to stay sane. Damn, it feels a lot more real now. I know, but it'll just be two months until you visit, and imagine how good we'll get at sexting.
Oh, there will be none of that. PG messages only. Oh, of course.
I would never message anything dirty. Not a single message saying how much I need you inside me, how I want you to tease me until I beg you to fuck me, then fuck me until I scream. Oh, God.
I wrap my arms around his neck and he pulls me to his chest. We hold each other tightly as his fingers begin to travel under my skirt, running his nails over my skin, teasing me. He looks up at me and smiles.
It's our last night together for a while, huh? Physically, yeah, it is. Ben grins and pulls me closer, bringing his lips to my ear.
He licks and gently tugs on my earlobe with his teeth, sending shivers down my spine, between my legs. He hums in my ear, giving me goosebumps. I want to taste you.
My heart races in anticipation. Passion and urgency kicks in. Hurriedly, I start unbuttoning his shirt, tugging at his chest hair, kissing him deeply, taking in his smell, his touch.
I place my hand over the growing bulge in his pants and squeeze with firm pressure. Oh yeah, he's ready. Take these off.
He gets up from the bed, unzips his pants and lets them drop to the floor. I pull his briefs to his knees and his cock springs up, just at mouth level. I want to take him in my mouth, but he pushes me back to my elbows.
Me first. He stares at my thighs, and I open my knees, letting my skirt fall back. Oh, fuck, I'm gonna miss this.
Climbing on the bed, he lets his fingers slide under my panties and runs over my clit, making me shiver. Within seconds, his fingertips are wet and I want him inside me. He pulls off my clothes.
I want to see all of you. Without breaking eye contact, he cups one breast in his hand and explores the other breast with the tip of his tongue. I gasp as he teases my nipple with his mouth.
He kisses my breasts, then moves to my belly, working his way down my hips, and then- Fuck. Jordan's mouth makes circles in my pussy, his tongue darting in and out, sending ripples of pleasure through my body. I grab the back of his head as I moan, shuddering with delight.
He purses his lips on my clit and hums. The vibration drives me wild. Soon Jordan is moving with more and more passion.
I feel the tension building up inside me until I can no longer contain it. Fuck, I grip the bed and moan loudly as I cum. Yes.
Oh, fuck. I pull him close to me as I catch my breath. Wow.
Now it's my turn. Oh, shit. I pant as I flip him over on his back and straddle over his hips.
In my post-orgasm haze, I get a good look at his body. God, he's so sexy to me. I kiss his chest, licking the sweat as my mouth moves lower and brushes his stomach.
It's my turn now. I kiss on either side of his cock, not touching his shaft for a moment. Then I tongue his balls gently.
Oh, baby. I take his balls one at a time carefully into my mouth, rolling my tongue around them. I know how much he loves this, the sweet torture and the build-up.
Finally, I lick his shaft from bottom to top and I feel his body shiver. Oh, God, that feels good. Yeah, baby.
I let my tongue play with the tip of his dick until he is rock hard in my hands, still not giving him complete satisfaction. Oh, just like that. Oh, baby.
Then I go all in. I take his dick deep in my mouth, tickling the back of my throat. And I love it.
I look into his eyes all the while, my lips bobbing up and down as my tongue swirls round and round. Oh, yes, baby. Yes.
Oh, yes, baby. Fuck. Fuck, yes.
Baby, I need to fuck you now. Fuck me. With urgency and hunger, he pulls himself on top of me and slides his dick inside me with one move.
Oh, yes. As he moves, he reaches down and wraps one hand gently around my neck, choking me just the way I like it. Oh, I want more.
Harder. He obeys, thrusting into me harder, choking harder, and I can feel my whole body shake. Time melts away as he's deeper inside me than he's ever been.
Oh, and I keep craving more. Oh, so good. So good.
Fuck, keep going. I love you so fucking much, baby. I don't want to lay like this forever.
He starts going faster, stronger, deeper. I'm in ecstasy. He kisses my neck and he thrusts into me, and I wrap my legs tightly around his strong back.
Oh, God, you feel so good. His mouth moves slowly from my mouth to my neck to my breasts, and he grabs my ass and squeezes while plunging into me, and I scream with pleasure. Oh, fuck, I'm so close.
He picks up the pace now, looking straight into my eyes, into my soul, and his hands hold my ass tightly while I reach for my clit. Fuck. Baby, baby, I'm coming.
The force of his orgasm massages my already sensitive pussy and makes me moan as he fills me up. He continues a few final strokes to let everything out, which pushes me over the edge once more. Oh, oh, oh, oh.
He rolls off to lie beside me and kisses my shoulder. Oh, God, and then my cheek. Then he kisses me on the mouth, slowly, deliberately.
So, we need to figure out a way to do that over-faced. I have a few ideas. Oh, yeah?