Floating blissfully in the world of her dreamless sleep, Emerald suddenly felt a fleeting warmth against the side of her lips. Assuming it to be a figment created by her dazed brain, she thought nothing of it and continued to slumber until she felt another touch on both her eyelids and another on her nose.
Frowning slightly, she let out a disgruntled groan, feeling annoyed at the intrusion. She waved her hand in a dismissive gesture before turning to her side and snuggling deeper into the covers; they were the comfiest things she had ever laid in.
A few seconds went by peacefully and Emerald thought that she had finally rid herself of the disturbance plaguing her sweet sleep, until once again, she felt a warm breath tickle behind her ear. Going to raise her hand to slap off the intruder, Emerald was suddenly brought to a halt when an onslaught of wet kisses rained on her face.
Simultaneously letting out a groan and series of chuckles, she had no choice but to open her eyes to behold the intruder who had disrupted her sleep. Her sleepy eyes were met with the most beautiful sight ever.
A grinning Jordan with beautifully tousled hair and straight, sparkling white teeth bared only to Emerald, laid hovering over her, his elbows propped up against her sides as they held him up, preventing him from crushing her with his muscle packed body.
All Emerald could do was stare dumbfoundingly at him, her dazed eyes drinking in his every expression from the littlest detail on his face like how a tiny dimple popped on his right cheek to his most prominent features which were his light stubble and sparkling chocolate orbs.
In that moment, all Emerald registered was how cute and carefree her man looked. The scar at the corner of his lips seemed to stretch out on his face while he smiled at her as though the world that had always been resting so heavily on his shoulders had finally been lifted and he was now filled with immense relief.
His expression had Emerald in a trance.
So engrossed in staring at him, Emerald didn’t notice his lips moving until a finger poked her cheek gently. She blinked, snapping back into reality as her eyes came into focus again, taking in the sight of Jordan waving his index finger in her face.
At that moment, her dirty mind decided to remind her of the previous night, particularly the image of what that very finger had been doing to her. She subconsciously bit her bottom lip, swallowing thickly as her cheeks and neck flushed pink.
Her eyes remained glued to the still, wagging finger, making her clench her thighs tightly together when the sudden image of how that same finger had been embedded inside of her, plunging slowly and deeply into her heated core the night before – popped up in her head.
“Earth to Emerald. Earth to my Gem,” Jordan said in a sing–song voice, tilting his head slightly as he snapped his fingers in front of her face. “Gem, are you in there?” he asked, leaning closer to her face.
That seemed to do the trick since Emerald’s eyes immediately widened at the abruptly projected view of Jordan’s face. Her flushed face turned even more red as she shrunk into the bed in an attempt to avoid Jordan’s analyzing eyes, which were currently narrowed at her.
“Why did you suddenly space out?” he asked her slowly, his squinted eyes scanning her face and going over her bright, scintillating green eyes, flushed cheeks, which were slightly puffed out – a sign Jordan knew well enough to point to her being nervous – and the fact that she was trying to avoid his gaze.
Something dirty had been going through her mind, Jordan was certain. He had seen his sister exhibit such similar traits countless times. ‘But what dirty thoughts had she been thinking of?’ That was the real question.
“You were thinking about something, weren’t you?” he probed when she made no move to respond to his previous question.
“No, I wasn’t,” she squeaked.
“Lies. I can tell when anyone is lying, Gem and that includes you too. Now, tell me before I force it out of you,” he taunted, his eyes gaining a mischievous glint as his lips spread into a lopsided grin.
Emerald took hold of the comforter, pulling it enough to cover her face up until her nose before shaking her head, refusing to tell him anything.
“Tell me,” Jordan’s voice went an octave lower, deepening as he leaned closer to her. She responded with another shake of her head, pulling the thick hap further up her face.
“Well then, just know that you’re completely responsible for whatever actions I’m going to take now,” he leaned even closer, causing Emerald to shrink further under the covers until she let out a loud yelp, jolting abruptly as Jordan began to tickle her, eliciting loud laughters from her.
“S-stop!” she exclaimed, wiggling vehemently against his hold. “J–Jo–Jordan!” she screamed, laughing uncontrollably as tears fell down the corners of her eyes.
Jordan chuckled along with her, amused by how she squiggled, struggling to crawl from his grasp, but to no avail. “Promise me you’ll tell me what you were thinking about,” he demanded, bringing his tickling fingers to a slow pace, but not quite stopping completely.
Emerald shook her head, still laughing and finding it hard to form a coherent sentence. “N-no, I’m not t-t-telling you anything,” she managed to say, watching in horror as Jordan’s eyebrows slowly shot up his forehead, a smirk spreading across his lips before he slowly shook his head, uttering a series of ‘tsk’ sounds.
“Playing hard to get, are we?” he narrowed his eyes at her, shaking his head just as he began tickling her again. “Well, too bad because I’m gonna tickle you until those words explode out of your addictive mouth,” he sang, tilting his head side to side while humming as he continued his torture, watching Emerald squirm and also occasionally chuckling alongside her.
When she felt her stomach and sides begin to ache with her throat going parched and sore from her loud guffaws and frequent screams, she finally yielded, waving her hands weakly in Jordan’s face to signify her surrender.
Jordan brought his tickle torture to an immediate halt when he saw her begin to struggle with her breath. All amusement immediately evanesced from his face as he quickly leaned down beside her, helping her into a sitting position as she coughed, trying to stabilize her breathing.
“Are you okay?” he inquired worriedly, analyzing her flushed face and slightly bloodshot eyes. She nodded, still coughing a little. He raised his hands to cup her face, using his calloused thumbs to wipe the stray tears trailing down her cheeks.
Releasing a groan, Emerald clutched her stomach with a grimace, leaning back to rest in Jordan’s arms, occasional giggles followed by groans still escaping her lips. Silence ensued in the room, the couple simply cuddling each other with no words being exchanged between them, leaving them with their thoughts.
Jordan – chewing on his lips with regret gnawing at his intestines – stared down at the woman laying in his arms, intermittent giggles and pained moans still leaving her mouth. He ran his hand through her hair while softly rubbing up and down her back in an attempt to soothe her and a few seconds later, her breathing gained back its regularity and her giggles came to a stop.
Placing an apologetic kiss on her forehead and earning from her, a tighter hold on his waist, Jordan mumbled his series of apologies into her hair, also giving her kisses intermittently.
A sudden pinch on his side had Jordan inhaling sharply, resultantly snapping him out of his regret–filled haze. He looked down at Emerald just as she looked up to meet his gaze. He almost smiled at the cute, little pout dancing on her lips but the guilt eating deep into him prevented him from having such positive feelings as before.
“I’m so sor-”
“If you even think about apologizing again, I will tickle you until the apologies evaporate from your throat,” she threatened, glaring playfully at him and this time, Jordan couldn’t stop himself from chuckling softly at her obviously cute excuse of a harsh glare expression.
A bright smile instantly replaced Emerald’s glare when she saw Jordan’s guilt ridden expression ease up slightly. He again placed a kiss on her forehead before bumping his nose with hers. “But that doesn’t stop me from being truly sorry.”
“Well, it is supposed to,” she mumbled, going to wrap her arms around his waist and rest her head against his chest.
After their long night of passionate love making, Jordan had taken it upon himself to clean both of them up before dressing her in one of his shirts whilst putting on a pair of shorts himself because his gem had been too tired and had pretty much passed out, drained from the amount of orgasms Jordan had drawn out of her.
Letting out a little sigh, Jordan shifted from his overly uncomfortable position and settled further into the bed, resting his back on the headboard while he held Emerald against him, getting into a more convenient position.
The both of them continued to dwell in the quietude, tangled up against each other as Jordan rested his chin on Emerald’s head, staring off into space while Emerald just laid against him with her eyes shut.