𝐉𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞,
𝟖:𝟎𝟎𝐩𝐦.
It had been a few hours, since Jordan arrived home. They won the game which was good, but it was still hell going on with him from result of Brittany and Jayson's outing.
Part of him wanted to be angry at Brittany, but they hadn't put a label on anything. So just how mad was he allowed to be at her?
She could do as she pleased, and so could he, but for whatever reason her hanging out with Jayson stuck a nerve.
He did understand that they were friends, but from that Instagram story, it appeared that it was a bit more to the story than what Brittany was telling him.
Which was why he was gonna get to the bottom of it today, immediately.
Currently he was waiting on Brittany to arrive at his home.
He'd rather talk to her about it, face to face, than on the phone. He wanted to see her expressions for the questions he would ask her, but also make sure that she would be telling the truth.
Soon interrupted by his thoughts, there was a knock at his door.
Jordan had a pair of sweats on, and was shirtless.
In his brain he also thought, his appearance would show Brittany what she would be missing out on, shall she decide to keep whatever fling up she had with Jayson.
"Hey." He said to her, opening the door letting her find her way inside the home.
"Hi Jordan." The two of them made their way through the beautiful home. Eventually they were both found in his living area. Sitting on two opposite ends of the room.
Brittany was about to talk, but was cut off almost immediately by Jordan, before she could even let a single word out.
"No, I speak. You listen. Got it?" His finger pointed at her, with confusion on her face Brittany just gave him a nod.
"You know how I feel about you, and I been letting shit slide. The texts, the calls, him FaceTiming you everytime I'm over. What do y'all have going on? Why is it so important to where you go out to dinner with this, no factor ass dude?"
"Jord—" Cut off once again he interrupted. "I'm not done, I want you to be my girl. I do. If he's gonna be in the picture, I'm not gonna be around. We can't both be trying to fight for something that's mine."
"Wh—" interrupted again. "I'm almost done, you've been disrespectful towards me. I haven't been seen with no female besides you, this makes me look dumb Brittany. So tell me right now, what's your explanation."
Appalled Brittany gathered her thoughts together. She had never seen this side of Jordan before, him cutting her off when she's trying to get a word out, and him looking into her eyes as if she was some sort of criminal.
It's something she needed though, always used to being in control, and not being as experienced with relationships made her feel as if she could move anyway she pleased. In reality, that's not how everything works. Especially in the dating world, with some partners.
"Jordan, I want to say, I never meant to offend you. I guess out of stupidity everytime you would come over, I would tell Jayson that, and say that I couldn't talk later. I never picked up on that he was doing that out of jealousy. I'm sorry for his behavior."
"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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