Top Adult Blog: CAM CRUSH gazed at Kaylie, as if swimming in her essence. He felt a stirring, but something more. He wanted her to feel good, to feel better, to not have to face the humiliation that he had caused. Something about Kaylie, made Jordan want to care for her and protect her. He stepped forward slowly, yet with confidence. His hand outstretched toward her.
¡§Don¡¦t be embarrassed, Kaylie. We are two consenting adults and it has been an emotional day for you.¡¨ His voice caressed her with its deep timbre and gentleness.
Kaylie felt a tear begin to slip down her cheek. Jordan reached out, and slipped his index finger over it.
¡§Don¡¦t cry. Please, don¡¦t cry.¡¨ Jordan pleaded in a hushed tone. He moved closer, inhaling the scent of her perfume combined with the musky odor of the aftermath of their sex. His arms reached for her and she, without hesitation, slipped into them. He held her as a brother would, stroking her hair and whispering comforting words in her ear. They stood for a few minutes, finding comfort and companionship in one another¡¦s arms, in the arms of strangers, until Jordan led her to the bed. Gently, he sat her on the edge and held her. He slipped a finger under her chin and raised her face. Jordan leaned forward and tenderly kissed each eye, swollen and red from her weeping.
