Sweat had broken out along my brow, but I knew I had to control myself just a little longer. I wanted to give her as much pleasure as she could stand. It was only after she climaxed a third time, yelling my name so loud I was certain she would wake the neighbors, that I finally rose onto my knees and positioned myself between her legs.
Sliding into her was the sweetest sensation I’d ever felt. I began fucking her hard and fast immediately, the hot, wet tightness of her pussy almost too much to bear. She felt so good, so right, and I knew by the way she was wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my hips that she felt just as good as I did.
“Nothing will ever separate us again,” I told her. “I promise.”
“Promise,” she repeated, biting her lip as her eyes closed.
I was thrusting fast, breathing faster, needing to be even deeper inside her. I pushed her legs up higher around my waist and felt my cock inch more fully inside of her. It felt like heaven. Emzee let out a low moan, her fingers digging into my biceps.
“Yeah, oh God, yeah,” she was saying, over and over.
“Yes,” I moaned.
Holding her hips steady, I began fucking her harder, wanting to make her come one more time before I spilled my seed into her sweet, wet pussy. Her lush tits were bouncing with each thrust, her mouth open, her eyes closed. It was the most beautiful sight I’d ever seen. My hands were everywhere, cupping a breast, squeezing her ass, gripping her hip. I couldn’t get enough.
“Ford. Yes.Yes. Come with me.”
“I am. And I’m never letting you go,” I told her, feeling myself start to lose control. “You’re mine. You’re mine forever.”
“Yes,” she cried out. “Come inside me.”
It was enough to trigger my own release. Groaning, I spilled deep inside her, feeling her pussy clench around me with every hot spurt. Her head went back, her moans pitching higher as I fucked her through her orgasm. I didn’t even lose my rhythm—it was like my dick had been hard for so long, it just couldn’t stop.
Once the aftershocks stopped, I lay there, my head against her breasts. Her arms were wrapped tight around me, our bodies slick with sweat. As I drifted off to the sound of her heartbeat, rhythmic and steady, I knew that whatever we had to face, we would face it together.
Emzee
Chapter 28
My hands were shaking with nerves. The whole car ride over, Ford had held them firmly in his lap and that had made me feel better, but now, standing in the entryway of the Malones’ brownstone, knowing we were about to face his parents, I couldn’t stop them from trembling again.
Ford and I had agreed on a plan, but I had no idea if it was going to work. We’d promised that we were in this together, but I was afraid of what would happen if we failed. I was afraid what would happen to my brothers and sisters-in-law, to my niece and Brooklyn’s baby. What would happen to my own tiny, new family. My husband. My baby.
But I also knew that I was done letting the Malones make all the decisions for us. I knew that we had to fight back, even if it scared me to death.
At least Ford was at my side.
He linked his fingers with mine and we headed to the dining room. His parents were expecting him for dinner, alone—so I had a feeling they were going to throw a fit the moment they saw me with him.
I wasn’t wrong.
We walked into the room, and Mama Malone was up and out of her chair within seconds. Father Malone even deigned to put his newspaper down.
“What is she doing here?” Ford’s mother sputtered.
She was speaking to Ford, but I was the one who answered.
“I have an announcement,” I told them. “One you’ll want to hear.”
“Well.” Ford’s dad sighed, and he got up, too. “I imagine we’ll have more privacy in the library.”
“Dad—” Ford started.
“Suits me,” I said brightly. “Shall we?”
Honestly, I wasn’t interested in spending an entire meal—or any portion of one—with Ford’s parents. And besides, Ford and I planned to leave as soon as this was through.
Once we were all seated, with the exception of Ford, who stood beside my chair, Mrs. Malone huffed, “Well? What the hell is going on?”
