Jordan was slowly losing his mind. The words he had stationed on his tongue, ready to be spoken, had immediately scampered at the feel of her scorching tongue on his skin, leaving his brain void of any reasonability. He knew what she was trying to do and damn him, was it working so well.
Somehow managing to get the almighty fog of his Gem out of his head, Jordan held her hips and pulled away from her, restraining her movements with his firm hold on her. He could see the imminent protest in her eyes and he was feeling the same way she was, but he still wanted to be sure that she truly wanted this.
"I know I'm being quite frustrating and so much of a cockblocker right now," he started, amused at the shy blush that creeped upon Emerald's cheeks, "but are you sure you really want this, Gem? I don't want you to do something you'll end up regretting."