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I swallowed down my snort and shot her a hard look that didn’t have any heat to it. “Get back to work.”
The smartass saluted me before giggling and going back to her task while I pushed through the swinging door that led to the dining area of Junior’s.
There was never a lack of paperwork, and had I preferred, I could have spent every single shift holed up in my office, doing clerical work, but my preference was always to be at the front of house.
I loved the face-to-face interaction with my customers. I liked to watch them enjoy the food we all worked so hard to make. I wanted my staff to feel like I was one of them, not some hard-ass boss who would rather look down my nose than get my hands dirty.
Junior’s was as successful as it was because of the atmosphere. You felt like family every time you came in. We knew the names of every one of our regulars, and I could tell you off the top of my head what most of them would order before they even ordered it. Our customers appreciated that touch. One of the main things I’d wanted to do when I took over was hire someone else to handle the day-to-day admin stuff so I could focus on this part of the job, my favorite part, but until my folks cut the apron strings, I was stuck doing double the work.
In an effort to prove to them that I could handle it, I was burning the candle at both ends and beginning to worry there wouldn’t be much left once the flames went out.
I moved among the tables, taking orders, clearing empty dishes, and refilling drinks. I was in the middle of delivering a pizza to a table by the window when the bell over the door rang with the latest arrival, and without even turning around, I knew who’d walked in.
It was as if an electric current had shot through the air, slamming right into me. It took a crazy amount of effort, but I managed not to turn and look until I’d dropped the pizza at the table and offered the customers a warm, welcoming smile.
“If you need anything else, just let me or one of the other waitstaff know.”
“Thanks, Hardin. Smells great.”
Ford was sitting in what I’d come to think of as his spot, twisted on the stool to watch me like a lion would its prey before striking. The tiny hairs on my body stood on end as I started back toward the counter, toward him. His gaze was like a tractor beam, holding mine captive and refusing to let go.
My knees trembled as I grew closer, and when his tongue peeked out of his mouth to drag across his full bottom lip, I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stifle the moan that wanted to rush out.
“Hey,” I started once I was close enough, sending up a silent prayer that I came off cool and casual, something I certainly wasn’t feeling in that given moment. “The usual?”
He surprised me by answering with a grunted, “We need to talk. Back hall, two minutes.”
With that, he climbed off the stool and moved through the restaurant, heading for the hallway toward the back.
My skin prickled and my heart beat frantically against my ribs. I knew I’d been wishing for some clarification on what had happened the other night, but now that the moment seemed to have arrived, I wasn’t so sure I was ready.
I took the next two minutes to gear myself up for the inevitable, “let’s just be friends and forget it ever happened” speech I was about to receive, then headed down the hall.
“Uh, Ford?” I called tentatively when I didn’t see him anywhere. Then, just as I was passing the men’s room the door opened and a hand shot out. I let out a startled yelp when it grabbed my arm and yanked me into the bathroom. A second later, the door was shut, the lock engaged, and Ford had me pinned against the cool, hard wood.
“What—what are you doing?” I managed to get out just before his lips slammed down on mine.
I opened instantly, the desire that had been coursing through my veins like blood spurring me into immediate action. Within a single heartbeat, my body was primed and ready for something that, only moments ago, I’d been certain was never going to happen again.
I grabbed his bottom lip between my teeth and pulled just enough to make him growl, the sound causing my panties to grow damp in the blink of an eye.
“Christ,” he grunted as he broke the kiss so we could both pull in a necessary breath. One hand spanned my waist while the other moved to my chest, palming my breast and tweaking my nipple through my clothes. My back bowed on a needy sigh, driving harder into his touch. “I’ve been going out of my goddamn mind for days,” he said against the sensitive flesh behind my ear, his stubble abrading my skin deliciously. “I need to be inside you more than I need my next breath.”
I knew the feeling, and as I clung to him my arms going around his neck, my fingers tugging at the hair at the back of his neck, I started to feel like I might go insane if I didn’t feel him driving into me soon.
“Ford,” I panted, using his hair to yank his face to mind. “Fuck me. God, please, fuck me.”
He pulled me away from the door, spinning me around so I was facing the mirror above the sink with my hands braced on the vanity. He yanked my leggings and panties down as far as they’d go, and I shivered as the cold air slid across my sensitive skin.
I watched his reflection as he opened his fly and pulled his cock out, the blunt, engorged head leaking with precum as he gave the long, thick length a violent stroke. “This what you want, Hardin?”
I licked my lips at the sight of it. I wanted to taste him, to fall to my knees and swallow down as much of his hard dick as I could, but there wasn’t time.
“Yes,” I hiss. “Now,please.”
His rough palms made me tremble as he skated them across the soft skin of my ass cheeks, and I couldn’t help but think how much I loved that he had strong, callused worker’s hands. Hands that wouldn’t just get me off, but would force orgasm after orgasm from me. Strong, demanding hands that wouldn’t let up until there was absolutely nothing left of me.
“God, you beg so pretty. Such a good girl,” he grunted as he moved in behind me. The second I felt the tip of his cock at my entrance, I arched my back deeper, thrusting my ass out and demanding he take me.
