Just as Jordan lifted himself off me, I grabbed the bed covers and threw them on my semi-naked body, suddenly feeling very aware of my exposed skin.
"Jordan!" Alec knocked on the door again.
"In a minute!" Jordan hollered back.
I was feeling flushed all over.
I propped myself on my elbows and watched as Jordan moved around the room, looking for his shirt somewhere on the ground. His muscles arched perfectly on his back and his jeans hung dangerously low on his hips giving me a perfect view of the V shape of his abs. I felt an uncontrollable itch to touch him again; to feel his hard stomach under my palms and to trace wild patterns on it with my fingers.
"You're staring," Jordan said and I peeled my eyes off his body. He had found his t-shirt and was now putting it on.
I licked my lips. They felt so dry and swollen. "Could you pass me my clothes as well?"
