Chapter 40

Jordan Miller

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"Yes," I answered, not hesitating this time. I really wanted him and I wasn't going to deny myself what I truly wanted for no reason.

I had wanted him since the first day I laid my eyes on him. To be honest, I'd waited too long, lying to him and myself that I didn't want to have sex with him that bad.

I couldn't care less about the deal we made anymore. I wanted him to fuck me as he did with that woman I saw with him the first few days of my stay in his house back in Chicago. That didn't mean I would fall in love with him at the end of six months. Lust and love were totally different things and could sometimes be separated from each other.

"Yes what, Jordan?" He murmured as he moved toward me on the bed. 

"Yes, I want you." My reply was immediate and precise, with conviction in my tone.

"Good," he breathed out, finally climbing on the bed and hovering over me. "Because if I had