“Mmm,” he groaned, the vibrations pushing me even closer to the edge.
He began tongue-fucking me, spearing me with heat and wetness, teasing my clit with his thumb. The sensations were almost too much to handle.
Suddenly he switched it up, his tongue moving to play with my clit as his fingers took over stroking inside me, stretching me wider as I lifted my hips to meet each thrust.
“Ford,” I panted. “I’m going to come.”
“Mm-hmm,” Ford hummed again, and the vibrations made my toes curl.
Without warning, my orgasm crashed into me. My entire body shuddered, my pussy clenching around Ford’s fingers, the pleasure washing over me in hot waves.
I was still moaning as Ford rose up on his knees, spreading my legs even wider as he pressed his cock against my slick opening. He moved more stiffly than usual, and I could see a dark bruise along his ribcage, but he clearly wasn’t going to let his injuries keep him from doing exactly what he wanted. Me.
“You want this cock?” he demanded.
He slipped the head of his cock inside me, but didn’t go any further. Then he was moving just a little, teasing me with it, making me cry out.
“More,” I pled.
I expected him to give me what I wanted, but instead he leaned over me, still barely inside me, and laced our fingers together. His eyes were on mine, his gaze unwavering.
“I want you, Em,” he said. “All of you.”
Then, without looking away, he pushed slowly into me, hard and deep, deeper than he’d ever gone before. With a gasp I squeezed his hands tighter, searching his eyes, feeling more bonded to him than I ever had before. Our bodies fit together perfectly, a key in a lock. Our connection felt so intense and so intimate that I was blinking back tears.
“Em,” Ford moaned, starting to thrust faster, and I could see that he was equally overwhelmed by what was happening.
His mouth dropped onto mine, his kiss searing, searching, and I closed my eyes at the pleasure of it all, my head going back. I savored the feel of his cock, the slide of our tongues, the warmth of his skin against mine.
“Fuck,” he groaned, and I opened my eyes again.
He was watching my face, our hands still linked. Then he pulled out slowly, withdrawing almost completely before pumping back into me, so deep it sent a shock of pleasure through me that had both of us crying out.
“You like that?” he asked.
I nodded, and he kept on fucking me like that—slowly, sensually—our fingers laced together, our eyes never leaving each other. The rest of the world slipped away. Everything was Ford. I didn’t think about the deal we’d made, the lies we’d told. I didn’t think about Claudia or Andrew or the Malones or my brothers. I didn’t think about DRM or the Bratva.
I didn’t think about everything we still had to overcome.
Because in this moment, what we had…it felt real.
Pleasure built inside me with each of Ford’s thrusts. My legs were spread wide, my body open completely to him as the sounds of our moans echoed in the room. With one hand still linked in mine, Ford slid his other palm under my ass, lifting me up, tilting my hips so he could go even deeper. It was as if he was touching my heart with his body.
I wanted to do the same, and I squeezed my pussy around his thick cock, wanting to be closer to him, wanting us to come together. I was close, and I could tell he was too.
Ford let out a gasp as I squeezed him, my body meeting each of his thrusts with a tight vise. He started fucking me faster and faster, his eyes never leaving mine as his movements became wild, his grunts louder, clutching my hand even tighter as he pushed us toward the edge.
As I started to come, I pulled his body down onto me, clinging to his broad shoulders as the pleasure radiated from my core, my pussy contracting around his cock.
“Come with me,” I begged. He nodded.
Ford’s eyes stayed on mine as he reached his climax, cursing under his breath as he spilled his hot seed inside me, shuddering as he filled me up. And then we were kissing again, our bodies tangling as we held each other tight, our hands still linked.
Emzee
Chapter 25
I’d set my alarm early so I’d have enough time to shower and pack and join my brothers on their chartered flight back home to Chicago. But when it went off, and it was still dark out, I couldn’t make myself get up. Especially with Ford curled up in bed beside me.
