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Sidney’s hips immediately come off the counter, and she shouts my name, the sound of her coming apart under my mouth fulfilling every fantasy I’ve ever had. The taste of her on my tongue for the first time drives me out of my goddamn mind. I take another long, lingering lick, savoring my new favorite thing in the world.

Reaching forward, I grab one of Sidney’s hands off the counter and smack it down on top of my head. “Tug as hard as you need. Let me feel how much you like my mouth.”

Sidney moans loudly as I swipe my tongue through the swollen lips of her pussy again, flattening my tongue and lapping at her like an ice cream cone. Her fingers clutch tightly to the hair on top of my head, yanking my mouth closer, the muscles in her thighs losing their tenseness and falling open wider for me.

It’s never enough. I’m never going to get enough of her.

“Goddamn, baby.” I dip the tips of two fingers inside her just far enough to get them wet before circling the pads of them around her clit, already feeling drunk on the way her hips buck off the counter, seeking my mouth on her again. “Now you’re in trouble. You’ve let me get a taste of you, and I’m already addicted. I’m going to be waking you up every morning with my face between these thighs, licking you and fucking you with my tongue until you’re begging me to stop.”

“Ford,” Sidney whimpers loudly as I push two fingers inside her and swipe my tongue against her clit. “Oh God, your mouth….”

I don’t know if she’s praising the words that are coming out of it or the way I flick my tongue back and forth over her clit as I fuck her with my fingers, and I don’t care. I just want more. More of her praise, more of her trusting me with her body, more of everything.

“That’s right. You remember this mouth any time you even think about touching yourself again when I’m not there.” Sidney whimpers and tugs my hair harder when I thrust my fingers deep, licking and lapping at her clit until all I hear is the steady chanting of my name panting out of her mouth. “If you need to come, I’m the one who makes that happen. Say it.”

Her hips come off the counter again when I start shallowly thrusting my fingers in and out of her, blowing puffs of air on her clit, refusing to touch her where she needs it until she gives me what I want.

“I… I… ohGod,” Sidney pants, while I circle one finger slowly around her clit—close, but not close enough. “Fuck!If… if I need to come, you’re the one who makes that happen.”

Her long, low moan echoes around the kitchen when I immediately wrap my lips around her clit and suck, swirling my tongue at the same time. Flicking it back and forth until my name is screaming out of Sidney, I feel her throbbing against my mouth, quickly sinking two fingers inside her as I suck and lick every last drop of what she gives me.

Goddamn making it happen.

Chapter 18

Sidney

“Well, this Halloween just got a lot more fucked up thanusual.”

“Oh!Ford….”

His name practically squeaks out of me and I’m honestly surprised I can even form any words at all right now.

I didn’t think anything could make me hotter than watching Ford down on his knees with his head between my thighs, giving me the second-best orgasm of my life. But the way he flew up from the ground after I came… the desperate way he panted against my lips while he shoved his jeans down his hips… the broken, raspy words he spoke—“Jesus, I need to fuck you so bad I can’t think straight.”Then the growls that came out of his mouth when he clutched my ass in his hands and yanked me against him so hard I almost slid off the edge of the counter…. There was nothing I could do but wrap my arms around his shoulders, my legs around his waist, and take that first savage thrust.

I’m so busy getting used to the feel of having this man inside me for the first time, trying to wrap my head around the fact that this is actually happening—Ford is in love with me, he bought me my dream house, and he’s never going to ghost me again—I don’t even realize his dirty mouth is unusually quiet. His arms are wrapped so tightly around my body I can barely breathe. He’s completely still with his cock buried to the hilt inside me, stretching me in such a perfect way I can’t stop the moan that comes out of me when I feel him thick and pulsing inside me.

All that comes out of Ford is a choked grunt against the side of my neck, and I quickly grab some of his hair and pull his head back so I can look at him.

“Breathe, baby,” I whimper against his mouth when I realize he’s been holding his breath this entire time, making my heart flop in my chest and my body clench tightly around him.

“Jesus fuckingChrist, Sidney,” Ford wheezes out against my mouth, panting hard as his arms lock tighter around my body, all of his muscles clenched like he’s barely hanging on by a thread, doing whatever he can not to move. “You feel so good, baby…goddamn.I need a minute.”

God, I love how honest he is with that mouth.

He drops his head back down to my shoulder, scraping his teeth against my collarbone, and my hips jerk against him, forcing another grunting curse out of him against the side of my neck.

“I don’t want a minute.Please,” I beg, the pulsing ache between my thighs building in pressure until I feel like I’m going to explode if he doesn’t move, so I swivel my hips to try to get some relief.

One of his hands dives into my hair to grab a handful, and his other one clutches tightly to my hip.

“Fuckingstay still,” he growls, and I can actually feel myself getting wetter, slipperier. And so does Ford, going by the string of curses that fly out of him as he tugs on my hair, making my scalp tingle and my body hotter. “Remember what I said about fucking you right through this counter? You’ve got me so on edge I’m gonna come in two seconds.”

“Do it. We can get a new counter,” I groan, churning my hips against him, needing him to move so badly I can’t think straight until his hand on my hip smacks down against the counter. “And I can just make you come again.”

Who said that? Ford’s dirty mouth seems to be rubbing off on me.

“Jesus, you’re a fucking dream, aren’t you?” He attacks my mouth with a growl, pulling his hips back and thrusting into me roughly, swallowing my cries of pleasure as my legs lock tighter around his waist.

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