Keeps on Fallin'. | J. Poole.

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"Secondly, I didn't know he was gonna post that on Instagram. When I tried to tell him to delete it he wouldn't, and I didn't want to argue. I tried everything in my power to get out of that restaurant, paparazzi showed up, and then when I was getting in the car that's also when he initiated that kiss on my cheek."

Clearly Jayson is out of his mind, as all Jordan could think to himself. He obviously knew how everything would look, and he wouldn't be surprised if somehow the media coming at the time Brittany left was a set up on his end.

"Me and Jayson almost dated when I was in college, it wasn't that serious, he told me that he couldn't date me and a week later, I saw him with another college volleyball student on the blogs. Me being with him, is something that is long gone.. at least on my end."

From what Jordan was hearing, he used her while she was immature towards the dating world, and then went on to get with someone else, and now all of a sudden he wanted her back? Weird behavior.

"I also do want to build something with you, and if Jayson or anybody is gonna be in the way with that I'll cut all ties with them, no contact, anything."

Moving from the other side of the couch, Jordan walked to go over to Brittany. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her up towards him, placing his hands around his waist.

"I believe you, I didn't know that that's what went down. We ain't gotta be a couple yet, because I know that might be a little fast for you. The least we could do is, be attached to each other, learn each other. I wanna learn you, before we take this to the next level. You down?"

This was different, very different. For the first time Brittany didn't feel rushed, and never had any male tell her that they would take it at the pace she was most comfortable with. For Jordan saying this Brittany, was all in.

"I'm down, I'm sorry for this Jordan. I hope you can forgive me."

"You know there are other ways, I can accept your apology."

Jordan's mouth trailed down Brittany's neck. Once he reached her spot, he kissed her softly there. He knew what he was doing to her, once he heard light breaths from the female.

His hands went in reach of the jeans she had on, unbuttoning then he slid his hands to the fabric of her panties.

"This anger I been feelin' ain't gone go away over night, but you gone feel it."

Picking her up, he walked them upstairs to his bedroom, with his arms wrapped around her thighs. When they made it to the bedroom, he threw her down on the bed.

"Take all this shit off." He demanded, and immediately Brittany did what he said.

Rubbing her warmth, Jordan started talking to her through her first climax of the night.

Since she was inexperienced in this, I wouldn't be much to get her started.

"You're so wet, look at how wet you are." He pumped his fingers in and out of her.

Meanwhile, the only thing coming from Brittany was moans that were loud and clear. It gave Jordan a boost of his ego, knowing how his access to her was easy. Only something he wanted for himself.

Getting tired of teasing her, Jordan rammed inside of her. A scream came from Brittany's mouth. "You're so pretty, my pretty girl." He thrusted himself inside of her.

He wanted her to feel every single inch of him. "I— I'm close, Jordan!" The exact words he wanted to hear. "Let it out mama, I'm right here."

Their night was full of love making, a sense of closure for the situation that they had been mad at each other for weeks. It was definitely made up for.

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