Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 94106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94106 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 471(@200wpm)___ 376(@250wpm)___ 314(@300wpm)
I took a deep breath and emptied my wine glass in one big swallow before turning in Ford’s arms to face him. “I’m worried that I’ve already wasted half the summer pushing you away.”
His eyes were hesitant, and I could tell he wanted confirmation of what I was saying.
He scared the hell out of me, but I was done being afraid. “I want you, Ford.”
He cupped my cheeks and pulled my face to meet his. Our lips collided in a kiss that was passionate, yet different from the others we’d shared. It was slower, less frenzied, more sensual, and deeper.
The way he held me and took his time made me feel like he treasured the moment as much as I did. Kisses between me and Ryan had always been a means to an end: step one that had to be completed before he could move on to step two. I’d never felt like he actually enjoyed kissing me. And to be honest, I didn’t remember feeling that way about him either. At least not for a very long time. But I wanted to kiss Ford for hours.
He pressed me up against the refrigerator and lifted me off my feet, guiding my legs to wrap around him. He grinded down between my parted legs, and I moaned into our joined mouths, feeling how hard he already was. God, I want him.
I wanted him up against the refrigerator, on the kitchen floor, the table, the counters—if it were up to me, we wouldn’t waste another minute of our time moving somewhere else. But Ford must’ve had other ideas. He gripped my ass, shifted my weight into his arms, and started moving.
“I would love nothing more than to fuck you against the wall. But it’s been two years for you, and I want to take care of you right, which means you get my mouth until you’re dripping wet and ready enough that my cock can glide inside of you.”
Oh God.
He started up the stairs. “Even thinking that you haven’t been with a man in two years makes me hard as a rock. Being near you makes me feel like some sort of Neanderthal caveman. I’m surprised I didn’t club your study buddy over the head and drag you home with me when you pulled up with him.”
Inside my bedroom, Ford set me down. He dug his wallet out of his pants and pulled out a strip of condoms, tossing them on my nightstand before taking a seat on the bed. My entire body zinged with the way he took his time looking over my body. His eyes filled with heat, and he licked his lips like he couldn’t wait to devour me.
“Undress for me. Take off your dress.”
His voice was gritty, but had a sexy edge of authority to it that turned me on.
Holding his gaze, I slipped the spaghetti straps of my sundress from one shoulder, then the other, before shimmying it down to my ankles and letting it pool on the floor. The way Ford looked at me made me feel bared in a way I hadn’t expected. It was like he didn’t just want to see my body—he wanted to see me naked.
He licked his lips. “You’re beautiful. I’ve fantasized about being inside of you every day since we first started messaging, and I had no clue you would turn out to be a gorgeous woman inside and out.”
My insides were turning to mush. This man could own me—he could ignite my body with dirty words one minute, telling me the things he wanted to do to me, and then make my heart swell with his sweet side. It was a damn dangerous combination. There wasn’t much I wouldn’t give him right now.
Ford lifted his chin. “Take off your bra.”
Nervous, my fingers fumbled behind my back with the clasp. Though the way his eyes darkened as I slowly slipped the bra from my shoulders and revealed my breasts gave me confidence to stand tall. He took his time drinking me in, and my nipples swelled and hardened under his gaze.
“The panties.”
I watched his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed.
Standing before him completely naked, my heart beat out of my chest in anticipation. Ford stood and held his hand out to me. He kissed me until my knees felt too weak to hold my weight. Then he switched our places and guided me to sit at the edge of the bed.
Dropping to his knees in front of me, he put his hands on my thighs and spread my legs wide.
“I want you to watch.” He lifted one leg and dropped a tender kiss on the top of my foot, looking up at me from under his thick, dark eyelashes. “Watch me lick your sweet pussy until you come in my mouth.”