She blinks several times before stepping closer once again and pressing our chests together. Her arms wind around my neck, tugging me down until her lips dust against mine.
“Make love to me, Ford.” Her eyes deepen in intensity as her words send a thrill to my cock. “Make me yours tonight.”
Words I’ve yearned to hear but haven’t dared hope for send a thrill of anticipation clear through me as she brushes her lips off mine, bright blue eyes holding me their willing hostage.
“If you’re ready, Em…”
She pulls back enough to pierce me with the honesty in her gaze.
“I’ve been saving myself for you. Even before we kissed last summer, I always hoped…” Her eyes pierce mine, almost like she can see right down into my soul. “I always wanted it to be you, Ford.”
I can’t help but swallow roughly as I cup her cheeks like she’s made from the most delicate glass. My eyes flicker back and forth between hers until I whisper, “I’ll be your first.”
Then I brush our lips together, running the tip of my tongue across the seam of her mouth, making her gasp as I pull her up into my arms. She wraps her legs around my waist, reaching up to palm the nape of my neck.
My voice has dropped an octave when I murmur a promise. “Your first and your last, Tink. ’Cause make no doubt about it. You and me, we’re end game.”
She dusts her lips across my cheek, drawing back enough for wide blue eyes to pierce mine. “You’ll come back to me, won’t you, Cowboy?”
“I’ll always come back to you, baby. I told you at Christmas and again at Easter, and I’ll tell you again any time you need remindin’.” My brow furrows as I will her to feel the words that come from my heart. “I’m in this. I’mallin, Tink. Something assmall as the distance between our bodies will never change the way my heart feels for you.”
Tears form on her bottom lashes, and I press our foreheads together as her arms hold me closer. “Because where I am will never matter…I’ll always belong to you and you alone.”
Then, as her love-filled gaze holds mine, I carry her toward the blanket of cushions and gently set her down before I undo my own jeans. I step out of them when they pool at my feet and drop to my knees before her.
My eyes never leave hers as I run my hands up along both her trembling thighs before gently easing them apart. “Now show me that pretty pussy I’ve dreamed about. Show me how wet you are for me.”
I move my gaze down along her body, inhaling sharply when I see her blatant arousal drenching her blue panties, and I reach out to tug the material to one side with my index finger.
Her gasp of surprise turns to pleasure when I slip my finger through her wet folds, starting to circle her slick clit with my thumb as I press deeper inside.
“You’re gonna feel so good coming all over my cock, won’t you, baby?”
Emmy’s head falls back while her hips pump upward, seeking more, and I add a second digit, stretching her out as I settle on my stomach between her thighs.
I watch, enamored, the sight of Emmy thrashing against the pillows, turning me on more than I’ve ever been in my damn life, until I feel her walls clench more tightly around my fingers.
“Oh, Christ, Ford. You’re gonna make me come…” Emmy’s breathy gasps make my cock leak with the need to bury myself inside of her, but I ignore everything aside from making the woman I love feel good.
And right as she’s on the cusp of an orgasm, I lean forward and suck her clit into the heat of my mouth, watching as she cries out her pleasure to the willow trees surrounding us.
As she descends from the heights I’ve driven her, I press the flat of my palm over her stomach and greedily lap up her climax, moaning as her sweetness explodes on my tongue.
Her hazy, pleasure-filled eyes find mine, and I grin against her slick core.
“Your pussy tastes even fucking sweeter than your mouth, Tink.”
My ringing cell jolts me out of a dream I often relive, and I curse the caller for ending it too soon, but when I see it’s Damon, I shoot upright immediately.
“Damon! Good to hear from you, man. How are you doing?”
“Not gonna lie. I’ve been better.” He snorts darkly. “Afraid to say, I’m out of commission for the foreseeable, Boss Man.”
“You take as long as you need, Damon.As long as you need. The main thing is you’re okay.”
He blows out a labored breath. “I thought my time was up—” A coughing fit overtakes him before he can finish his sentence. I’m frowning as I can hear the cell exchanging hands until Lenny’s voice hits my ears.
“He wanted to let you know his doctors are keeping him here for observation for at least another week. Most likely longer, but they predict a full recovery.”
