Page 58 of Falling for a Grumpy Hero

When they dipped between my legs, I lifted one to drape it over his thighs, breathing through the intense urge to start moving. He didn’t immediately dive in though, choosing instead of drive me completely wild by dragging his fingertips over me, sliding them through my folds like he was committing that most intimate part of me to memory.

Moans spilled from my mouth into his and I suddenly remembered that two could play this game. I reached for him then, starting slowly by running my fingers across his pelvic bone, down to his hips, and through his neatly trimmed pubic hair.

Every so often, one of us gasped or moaned, the sounds of our exploration of one another eventually filling the silence without a single word. As I wrapped my fingers around the velvety length of him, however, he’d finally had enough.

“Get on top of me,” he murmured, his tone low and commanding. “Now, Lila.”

“We need a condom,” I whispered, but even as I did, I obeyed. I always seemed to without even thinking about it.

Ford smiled up at me, but it wasn’t cocky now. It was sweet. Caring even. “In the nightstand. You should be able to reach it.”

As I straddled him, I glanced to the side and saw the promised land—a drawer that was, happily, well within my reach. I leaned over and slid it open, finding what I’d been looking for just as he sucked one of my nipples into his mouth.

“Oh!” I arched into him, moaning as I fumbled for the foil packet that had just been underneath my fingers. I found it but didn’t sit up immediately, letting my eyes slide shut as he laved at my chest, eliciting sensations I’d never felt before.

But I was also aching for him in all the other places, so I finally handed over the condom and watched as he tore it open. Eyes on mine, he dropped the wrapper and moved his hands to his cock to roll it on.

I wanted to watch him do it, but I couldn’t stop looking at his face. The way his hair was sticking up from having had my hands in it and how his full lips were slightly parted. The furrow of his brow and the soft vulnerability that mingled with the heat in his eyes.

He’d never admit it, but this meant more to him than just a one-time surrender to mutual attraction. I knew it beyond a doubt. It was the same for me.

Once the condom was on, he took my hands and brought them to the headboard behind them. Then he moved his palms to my hips. I lifted up and positioned myself right above him, sinking down slowly and feeding him deep into me one inch at a time.

Ford groaned, jerking once when he was fully seated like he just couldn’t help but move, but then he gave me a moment to adjust. I needed it, too. I felt him everywhere, in places I hadn’t even known I had places, but it was so good that I also couldn’t keep still.

Using the headboard for balance and leverage, I started moving up and down and Ford moaned, realizing that I was ready. He took control even though I was on top, quickly finding a pace that I couldn’t resist. I rocked with him, losing myself to the pure bliss spiraling through me.

My tongue swiped across my lips when he moved a hand to my clit, watching me and obviously not missing a single reaction to anything he did. Because when he found things I liked, he kept doing them over and over again.

My head dropped back, our combined rhythm increasing until it was so perfect that I couldn’t take it anymore. I surrendered to the pleasure that had been knocking since he’d first touched me, coming so hard that I forgot everything except his name.

Somewhere in the midst of it all, I felt him swell deep inside me and it was almost as if I could feel the intense relief pouring off him as he let go. Deep, throaty sounds rumbled in his chest, the sexiest noises I’d ever heard in my life.

When I was finally spent, I lay down on top of him and he held me tight, bringing his lips to my ear. “I hope you’re not too tired yet. I’m very far from being done with you for tonight.”

30

FORD

Iwoke up to the piercing shriek of my alarm and groaned, silencing the damn thing before dropping my arm over my eyes. Tangled in bed with Lila and with Rook lying over our feet, I had zero desire to get up.

Her body was so warm and soft against mine and Rook’s snores filled the air, neither of them stirring despite the racket the alarm had made. Lila’s head was on my chest, her long hair brushing against the inside of my arm.

It had been a long time since I’d experienced a moment I wanted to drink in, but I could really get used to this. Even Rook’s snores weren’t as grating as usual. Not while I had Lila burrowed into my side and I got to hold her in the tranquility of the early morning.

Outside my bedroom window, birds were chirping a cheerful song to welcome the dawn of a new day. It’d been fucking ages since I’d even noticed that. In the distance, the sound of the occasional car whizzing by signaled that people in more of a rush than me were already up and about.

I sighed but finally opened my eyes and blinked a few times to adjust to the golden, dim light of the sunrise spilling into the room. Frankly, I would have stayed like this all day if I could.

Well, I would have kicked Rook out and put my hands all over her again, and the mere thought of it had my body suddenly waking up in the ways I couldn’t afford right now. Because as much as I wanted to, I couldn’t dive under the covers and wake her up with an orgasm.

Both of us needed to get to the office, and if I got my mouth on her right now, we’d be out for another whole day. So very tempting but nope.

We’d recently been out of the office too much as it was and our work was starting to pile up. I rolled over to face her, smiling as I ran my fingertips along the length of her side. “Lila? You need to wake up, baby. We’ve got to get going.”

I watched as the smallest frown puckered her brow, her long, reddish eyelashes not moving to part. She let out a quiet moan though, and the sound was like a fist around my already hard cock. My lips parted and I hissed when she stirred and her hip brushed against me.

Shit, I want her so damn bad.