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“Stop holding back on me, Ford,” she whispered, her tongue curled around my ear lobe.
I let out a low moan, snapping my hips deeper. She arched until our hips ground together. My thrusts became harder, faster as I worked our bodies together. Everything felt perfect; the way she fit against me, her soft, ragged breaths kissing my lips. The taste of her sweat and her desire on my tongue.
Nisha clenched tight around me, her long, drawn out moan the perfect accompaniment to the sounds I couldn’t hold back either. She came on a cry, her body softening as she sank into my embrace, her mouth grazing mine as she left out the sweetest little sound I ever heard.
That was the point my control snapped.
I pounded into her soft body, gripping the iron railing behind the bed, my other hand closed around her hip for purchase as I drove myself and her closer to the next orgasmic wave. She shuddered beneath me as my balls drew up tight.
I could love this girl every goddamn night for the rest of my life.
My orgasm slammed into me, almost painful with its intensity. I roared my need to the darkness before I crashed into Nisha, my arms wrapped around her, cradling her close as she weathered her own pleasure, along with my torment.
Then we fell together.
CHAPTER NINE
NISHA
Strong hands workedtheir way along my thighs, spreading me open. I woke to Ford’s lips pressed to my aching flesh that should be too tender from his brand of sweet and rough love the night before. My eyes fluttered open as his tongue traced its way along the insides of my thighs and filled me with hot, wet flesh. Drawn from a dream of his hands on me, all over me, my body pulsed hard as sleep was ripped from me, replaced with the erotic feeling of a mouth on my pussy as I woke.
I whimpered, one hand covering my mouth, the other gripping the sheets in my fist.
“Already?” Ford’s tongue withdrew, and he lapped at my swollen skin. “Christ, you taste like Chriastmass morning,” he whispered reverently, soothing my lady bits as I shuddered in his hands. “Let’s see if we can do that again.”
“Huh?” I lifted my drowsy head from the pillows, staring down at him where his head popped up comically from between my legs. Morning light slanted through the large windows, leaving us in the pale facade of a glow under the suite’s heating. I shivered, clutching at the sheet and pulling it up but Frod frowned, grabbing the other side in a game of tug-o-war I was never going to win.
“No. You’re beautiful, and I want to see you.”While I still can.
The unspoken time limit between us encroached by the second, and I caved. Or maybe it was the way his other hand stroked the insides of my thighs, tracing the patterns his tongue left there a minute before.
“Okay,” I whispered, releasing my grip on the sheets and finding his hand instead.
Ford’s grip was firm and reassuring as he wormed his way back to his place, lapping and licking me until I left crescent moon shapes on the back of his hand.
“Sorry,” I gasped, curling in on myself. “I mean–”
