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“I have to tell Stella. I’ve been avoiding the inevitable. The longer this drags out, the more damage I’m doing to her business. Her brand.”
“Fuck my revenge.” Ford tucks me under his arm. “I’m going to Rikers and telling Michael I have Pratt Sterling by the balls. I have evidence that will makehim dismiss the case like Michael wants. I’m gonna call his bluff. If he doesn’t tell me where your designs are, I’m going to walk off the case and let him rot in there.”
I take in his words.
“You’d do that? For me?”
“Seeing you like this? My thirst for revenge isn’t worth risking your career.” He kisses me. “You brought me and Ash back together. And now we have you. That’s all I care about.”
“I can’t believe you’re real.” I let him consume me with another kiss. “But I hate that you have to go to such a disgusting place.”
“Then give me something to smile about before I go.” He stands and yanks off his suit jacket. “Lift your skirt.”
“What?”
“I’m gonna fuck you on his bed and show him.” Ford takes out his phone and leans it against the mirror with the flip screen on.
I shudder, watching Ford roll up his sleeves, his arm tats on display.
“Spread your legs. I want you to come all over my lips. I want him to smell you on me.”
“He won’t care.” The idea of sex with Ford in this bed, though, is too delicious to pass up.
“He’ll care.”
I open my legs, my sex exposed from Emery’s no-panty rule.
Ford’s mouth notches right against my heated sex. I lift my skirt higher, so the camera catches Ford’s tongue laving me.
I sneak a look, and the view is better than I hoped.
Knowing there’s sound, I get loud.
“God, you lick my pussy so good, Mr.Montgomery.” I love making it seem like I’mjustsleeping with his lawyer to get even.
“Fuck, your cunt tastes like heaven,” he says.
I don’t recognize myself in that small video screen as my moaning fills the bedroom I shared with Michael.
These walls never heard me whimpering, or panting like this as Ford’s fingers slide in and out of me. When one slips into my ass, I cry out as a mountain of pleasure storms through my body.
Decadence explodes in my toes, and they actually curl.
My blood pounds in my ears, drowning out all sounds, including me shouting, as my womb clenches in powerful waves.
“I’m coming!”
“Say my name!” he demands. “Who do you belong to?”
“Ford. God, Ford, I belong to you.”
The ruse is ruined, but I don’t care.
Maybe it will hurt more that I mean something to Ford.
He sucks harder, extending my pleasure, and I think he forgot this was for show.
“My turn, sugar.” Ford steps back and takes his cock out.
