Jordan smiled slightly  when he entered the room, double checking that he had locked the door. The last thing she wanted was an unexpected interruption. She felt the same momentary hesitance that he did briefly, missing her bravery  from the closet, wishing he was more confident, more able to take charge.<br/><br/>It was too late to turn back then. "I want to finish what we started in there. If you want  to. But if we do, it stays between us, you cannot tell anyone." She tried not to make her tone too cruel, but anyone finding out would be social suicide, and as much as she wanted that cock in more than just her mouth, it wasn't worth that. She would only continue if she was fairly certain she could bank on his discretion.<br/><br/>"But if you want to, I'm yours for the night. Whatever you want, everything you want." She added, hooking her thumbs around the hem of her skirt and pulling it slightly until it dropped to her feet. She was cleanshaven and still damp between her legs, she'd need someone to sate her that night whether it was him or some drunken frat guy.