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Kandy's POV
A week! That's how long I haven't seen Jordan this was always torture when he had to leave the country for any business deals. So now I was by him cleaning and getting ready to go to the store, I have decided I wanted to make him something special for dinner tonight since we hadn't seen each other for a week and this would be a good surprise.
I got ready to get his car key on the counter which he didn't want me driving cause he wanted me to be safe and assign me a driver but I told him I will call the driver when I needed them but I think so. I'll drive myself.
I pulled up to the store parking and got a basket thinking of making him my favorite meal tonight. I placed everything I needed in my basket, going to the register and cashing everything out.
When I got back in the car heading back to the house, smiling, we didn't have dinner in a long time he's always been busy with work and I have been school stressing about my mother lately and classes, learning that the death of my grandmother had her turning to drugs so I have trying to send any money possible to help her get the help she needs.
When I pulled up to the house I carried the bags in the house placing everything on the counter, I started to clean up washing the dishes and cleaning the tables, I wanted tonight to be perfect for him. When I got out everything and started preparing everything.
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I had finished cooking his favorite meal, glasses of wine were set on the glass and Jordan would be here any minute with his return and I was excited to see him. The door opened and Jordan stepped in. I smiled, running up to him smiling.
"Your home."I smiled
"Yes, sweets I'm home."
He set me down and I took him in the kitchen showing him the dinner I had prepared for him.
"I made you dinner, "I whispered out.
"Sweets dinner's going to have to wait. I haven't had you all week."
He kissed me, slid the food off the table, lifted me on top, and kissed me. I had missed his touch so much in the past few days that I didn't mind the dinner I made went to waste. Maybe just a little bit.
He slowly went down to my shirt lifting it over my head and ripping off my bra, he needed to stop ripping apart my clothes for my sake. Once he was finished with that he pulled down my pants and panties before bending down and sucking onto my clit as I grab at his hair throwing my head back, I felt I like I was going to explode with need as he worked his tongue in and out bringing his lips back up to me as he kissed my lips I was a hot mess.
He could see my struggle with getting his shirt off as the lust in myself consumed me. I needed him inside me out. I would die with need. I pulled his pants down, opening my legs and pulling his fully hard length into me, making me arch my back in pleasure.
"Oh god."I moan. He pulled me closer to his body going deeper as the slapping of our skins was like music to us.
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