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A throaty whimper comes out of her that goes right to my dick. It feels like my balls just shot up into my stomach. I have to start doing complicated math problems in my head before I pass out. There’s a warning in the back of my mind, telling me to slow down, but with her tits pressed up against my chest and her body a slick mess of need coating my fingers, there’s no slowing down. There’s only full speed ahead until I finally know what Sidney sounds like and feels like when she comes.
Fix it, fix it, fix it….
I keep my fingers deep, circling my thumb around her clit, squeezing my eyes closed, and thinking about anything other than shoving these shorts down off her legs and ramming my cock into her tight body over and over until she finally realizes she’s mine.
“Ford…please….”
The plea from Sidney’s mouth immediately wakes me up from the lust-filled coma I was in from being able to touch her like this for the first time, reminding me this is all about her. She’s asking me for something, and it makes my chest feel like someone is using it as a drum. I need to make it better, take care of her,fix it.
I slant my mouth over hers and drive my tongue into her mouth, quieting her needy moans as I start pumping my fingers. In and out, in and out, teasing her clit with the tips of two fingers in slow, tight circles before pushing them back inside her greedy body. Her hands grab the front of my shirt and hold on tight, and her leg slides up higher until it’s around my hip. Spreading herself wider for me. Trusting me to take care of her and give her what she needs. Chanting my name when I latch my mouth to the side of her neck and making me feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven when she doesn’t hold back, rocking her hips against my hand and begging me for more.
She’s hot as fuck, working her body on my fingers.
She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen with a blush spread across her cheeks and down the front of her throat, her lips swollen from my mouth, letting down all the walls that have constantly surrounded her just for me. Telling me she wants me with her words and her body and making me want to pound my fists against my chest and roar like a wild animal.
She’s perfect.
She’s mine.
The slow roll of Sidney’s hips brings the two fingers I plunged into her deeper, and I can almost feel it on my cock, her body working up and down, squeezing, clenching, dripping…fuck!
It’s too much and not enough. I can’t breathe; I can’t think. I can only feel the heaven gripping my fingers, knowing I’m never going to be able to function again in day-to-day life without remembering what Sidney’s body feels like needing me and wanting me… trusting me.
She’s trusting me with her body.
Her heart is inside her body.
My control snaps like a twig, wondering if the moment I’ve been waiting six years for is finally here.
Chapter 13
Sidney
“You like my dirtymouth?”
In six years,I’ve had so many wet dreams about Ford Prescott I probably should have checked myself into a clinic and gotten help. Graphic dreams of him doing all sorts of inappropriate things to me that would wake me up in a cold sweat, wet and throbbing and so close to orgasm it took my breath away. Random fantasies about him that would pop into my head while we were walking through the corn maze together hand-in-hand, or while he was sitting next to me with his arm flung over my shoulders as I carved a pumpkin, making me so crazy with need I couldn’t think straight. Then I would snap back to reality and remind myself we were just friends.
None of those dreams that would wake me up in the middle of the night, none of those dirty images that would stop me in my tracks on a random day, could ever come close to the reality of what it feels like to actually have this man’s hands on me, in me, and driving me out of my mind.
Why did I think a fling with him was a bad idea again?
“No more vibrators unless I get to use them on you,” Ford growls against my mouth, twisting his fingers inside me in such a way I almost pass out from how good it feels, completely forgetting I should be mortified he overheard Callie and me talking. “If I’m the one that makes you wet, I get the reward of making you come.”
Jesus.
Jesus!
“Your mouth” are the only words I manage to pant out of me when he starts circling two fingers around my clit in the most amazing way, my hands gripping the back of his neck so tightly he’ll probably have marks from my fingers digging into his skin for days.
He fuses that mouth to mine again, banding his arm around my waist to hold me tightly against him, completely devastating me with his tongue while his hand down my shorts continues to short-circuit my brain.
“You like my dirty mouth?” He licks his tongue over the seam of my lips, and my hips jerk against his hand in answer, pulling his fingers in so deep we both groan. “It’s making you wetter, isn’t it, baby? I’m just finally saying all the things that have been in my head.”
Who knew Ford was a dirty talker? He’s not much of a talker at all, but my God. He knows how to use that mouth for more than kissing. I didn’t think I was the type of girl who gets off on such crude talk, yet here I am, so close to coming with every word out of this man’s mouth I feel like I can’t breathe.
“More,” I whisper against his lips, making a growl rumble from his chest, and a loud moan flies out of my mouth when he increases the pressure of his fingers circling my clit.
“Do you have any idea what it does to me to hear you ask me for something?”
