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Sneak Peek “Heart of Stone 2 (Jordan & Damon)

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“How does this feel?”  Damon’s soft large hands moved up and down as he worked the knots out of my shoulders. Feeling his large presence behind me brings back memories of his soft kisses running a trail up and down my chest, feeling a tightness in my chest. I block out the thoughts while standing off to the side away from the crowd.

 “Lower please,” I told Damon as he massaged my back. 

“Have you decided to go out to dinner with me?”

Tensing at his question, I moved away from his arms, and tightened my bikini back around my neck. Turned and headed toward the downstairs bathroom to continue getting myself back together. After our little quickie in Emery’s house I knew he wouldn’t just let things go without talking about commitment.

“Damon, we agreed just to keep things casual.”

“Jordan, it’s been four months, and we’ve gone on play dates with our kids. I like you, and I know you like me. Why are you so afraid to take that next step?”

“I don’t want to talk about it. Let’s just get the kids out of the water and have dinner.” 

 “Jordan, listen to me. I’m not trying to replace your husband.” He moved in closer behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. Leaned in closer and kissed the back of my ear as I stared into the bathroom mirror.

“Just drop it okay.”

“For now, I will since the kids are around. But we’re finishing this conversation.”

Rolling my eyes at his demanding nature, I turned away, as he gripped me gently by the arm and pulls me into his chest. He leaned over to kiss me on the lips.

“Mhmmm….”

He ran his hands up and down my back and to my ass. He squeezes, and I moaned into his kiss.

            “Damon…”

I tried to pull away, and he bit my lower lip as we tongue wrestled for dominance. 

“Shit… baby either the water from your swimsuit is seeping through your bikini bottom onto my leg, or I just made you wet from a kiss. Your pussy’s calling for me to take care of hr. “Can you two try and control yourselves? We have kids running around here,” Emery said as she held JJ on her right hip and a plate of food in the other hand.

 I watched my best friend find love and have happiness after her heartbreak, now being a mom and wife to one of the wealthiest men, Jackson Pierce. She tried her best to stay away from him, but in the end, he prevailed and made her his wife. Now they’re working on baby number two. Me on the other hand, I’m still grieving my husband and taking care of my five-year-old son. 

Damon Adams is a guy I met at my son’s school. His daughter’s in the same grade as my son, and we’ve been hanging out for the last few months with our kids. He wants more, and I keep avoiding him except for when I have an appetite for what’s between his legs.

“Jordan, baby lets go upstairs for a minute. We need to talk.”

“Huh…”

“I need talk to you about something.”

I see Emery shake her head at the both of us. We sneak away to the upstairs guest bedroom in their house.

“Take that off.” Damon demanded as he pulled his shirt over his head and picked me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, and before I could lower myself, we hear a knock at the door. 

 “Mommy, I need to use the restroom!” DJ yelled from the other side of the door.

 

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Hey, babe. What’s up?” I asked. 

“Are you at the club tonight?” Janice questioned. 

“Yep, are we meeting up later tonight?” I asked her.

“Of course, but first, I would love to dance with you,” Janice answered.

“Where exactly are you?” I questioned. 

“Standing outside waiting in line with some very scary looking bodyguards,” Janice answered. 

“Baby, why didn’t you tell me you were coming tonight?” 

As Janice was talking, I muffled the phone and walked outside to find her. “I’m over here.” 

I hung up the phone and pulled Janice into my arms and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Looking good tonight, baby,” I said. 

“Thanks, how good, exactly?” Janice flirted and grabbed my ass and squeezed it. 

“Too good for these people. How about we head over to my place?” I suggested. 

“I think that could be arranged. I wanted to hang for a little bit here and dance.” 

I escorted Janice inside, and we headed to the bar. Janice looked around and scanned the room looking for Antonio. 

“What would you like to drink?” I asked.

“I’ll take whatever you’re having,” Janice answered.

“Someone’s feeling frisky tonight.” I pulled Janice into a kiss. 

“Is Antonio here tonight?” Janice asked.

“Ouch, that hurts my feelings. Are you just using me to get into the pants of my brother?” I questioned. 

Janice smacked me on the arm and kissed me on the cheek. 

“If you need something, I can get it for you. I’m also part owner of Ryde,” I informed.

“I know that silly man. I wanted to talk to him,” Janice replied.

“Talk to him about what?” I questioned.

“Promise you won’t get mad?” she said.

“Janice. What’s going on?” I asked.

“Promise me first,” Janice said.

“Fine, I promise,” 

“I had lunch with Sabrina today, and she told me they had a fight,” Janice answered.

“That’s what the drinking was about,” I mumbled to myself. 

“What drinking?” Janice asked. 

“Shit, that idiot. I swear, he always gets into this mess with women, and I end up having to clean it back up,” I muttered.

“What are you mumbling about?” Janice asked.

I looked around the room and caught Antonio sitting and talking with Camilla. Janice followed what I was looking at and attempted to walk over and confront him. She had no clue that when he’s in a mood, you stay away from him, its’ best for everyone around.

“That bastard was just with my friend and now he’s hooking up with some other slut bucket,” Janice shouted.

“Babe, leave it alone.” I stroked her cheek and kissed her on the lips to calm her down.

“I hope you don’t think you’ll ever play me like that,” Janice stated.

“I know my limitations babe,” I replied.

“Glad you figured that out, because I’d hate to have visits,” Janice replied.

“Visits? What do you mean visits?” I inquired.

“Boy, this hair doesn’t do well in jail. If I caught you cheating, murder is the case they’d give me and my hair stylist barely makes house calls,” Janice joked.