Oh God.

I lost that battle real quick. The minute his mouth touched between my legs, my head fell back with a moan. So much for watching. He licked slowly, tracing the outline of my lips before fluttering his tongue over my clit. He teased and sucked, the intensity of his movements increasing, along with my hunger.

Yet he didn’t force me across the finish line. Instead, he taunted me with the threat of orgasm, and then slowed, pulling back, keeping it slightly out of reach. I wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not.

Trying to gather my wits, I looked down at his face between my legs. Ford looked up, feeling my gaze on him. He flashed a wicked smile and pulled back to slowly flick my clit with his tongue. I jerked, and the gleam in his eyes flared brighter.

Oh my God. The bastard. He knew exactly what he was doing.

“Watch, and I’ll make you come.”

He’d been holding back until I did what he said. Frustrated and a little pissed off, I dug my fingers into his hair and yanked him harder against me. It had been so many years since I was this turned on, and I had the sudden urge to kick his ass for keeping my orgasm from me.

I heard a muffled chuckle, but then his tongue speared into me.

“Yes. Yes.”

Things turned frantic after that. Ford growled and licked, lapped and sucked. Everything inside of me built, my muscles swelling and tightening, preparing for climax to take hold.

“Ford…”

He pushed two fingers inside of me and sucked hard on my clit as he looked up at me. My body trembled while my orgasm began to pull me under. I fought to keep our gazes locked, but when the big wave hit and my muscles began to contract around his fingers, I fell back onto the bed and let it drown me.

I climaxed longer and harder than I could ever remember. It felt like years of pent-up waves of orgasm had been building and took over like a tsunami. I struggled to catch my breath as I came down.

While I was busy trying to pull myself together, apparently Ford had been busy as well. One minute I was lying on the edge of the bed, trying to collect the pieces after being shattered, and the next his pants were gone, and he hauled me up to the headboard.

“You good?” Ford kissed just above my belly button.

“No,” I breathed out. “I’m mad at you, actually.”

He chuckled and licked the underside of my right breast. “Oh yeah? What for?”

“You spent the last month and a half saying nice things to me and trying to get me to sleep with you…when all you had to do was that. You wasted so much time, damn you.”

Ford sucked my nipple in and tugged it between his teeth, making my back arch off the bed. He laved attention on the other before climbing up to hover over me. “We’ll just have to make up for all that lost time.”

I felt how hard and hot he was, pressed up against my swollen clit. A minute ago I’d been spent and satiated, and yet now I was desperate to have him, to have the rest of him.

He pushed a piece of hair out of my face and leaned in to kiss my lips. My hands traveled down his back and slipped into his boxer briefs. I squeezed his hard ass and our kiss heated up fast. When I scraped my nails along his back, he groaned.

“Fuck. I need to be inside you.”

He lifted and pulled off his boxers before reaching over to grab a condom. Him using his teeth to rip open the package was the sexiest thing I’d seen in a long time. Ford spit the wrapper on the floor and then took my hand and guided me to wrap around him as he sheathed himself.

When I realized how far apart my thumb and pointer were, I wasn’t sure if I should be excited or worried. It had been a really long time.

“Spread for me, beautiful. Spread wide.”

Our eyes locked, and I did as he asked, fanning my legs open to him across the bed. He lined up the thick head of his cock with my opening and pushed inside ever so slowly. I hadn’t gotten a good look at how big he was; I only knew he was wide. But Ford seemed to understand he needed to take his time. He rocked his hips in and out, stretching me a little more with each thrust, going a little deeper until he was finally fully inside of me.

“Fuck.” His arms shook, and he muttered against my lips. “You feel so incredible.”

He captured my tongue and kissed me passionately as he glided in and out. I was so wet, and my body clenched around him like a fist. He broke our kiss and pulled back to look at me.

“Beautiful.” He sped up his thrusts and smiled down at me. “So fucking beautiful.” The room was quiet except for the sound of our bodies slapping against each other. He reached down and grabbed behind one of my legs, pulling it up at the knee. The change in position tightened my body around him even more, and he began to rub at the sensitive spot inside me.

Oh God. Here it comes again.

I dug my nails into his back, and he took the hint at what I needed—moving harder and faster, grinding down with each thrust and fucking me deep. My clit throbbed, and my heart raged out of control.

“Ford…” I called.

The veins in his neck bulged, and his breathing became uneven. I knew he was about to lose control, too.

“Come with me,” he groaned. “Feel me.”

He slammed down so hard, it nearly knocked the wind of out me. But it was exactly what I needed. My body clenched around him and began to pulsate. Ford felt it hit, saw it on my face, and raced to his own release.

“Fuck,” he roared.

I watched as his jaw tensed, and he bucked twice more before sinking into me so deeply that I gasped.

Collapsing, he buried his face in my neck and kissed me as he caught his breath. I could feel his hot cum inside of me, even through the condom. As much as I was overwhelmed and mentally and physically depleted, I couldn’t help but think if it had felt that good with a condom, what the hell would it feel like skin to skin?

Ford lifted his head and looked at me. He squinted. “What are you thinking about already? My brain might not work until tomorrow after that.”

I giggled. “Nothing.”

“Don’t even try it.” He tapped one finger to my temple. “I know what it looks like when the wheels in your head are turning.”

I smiled. The man had just gone down on me while I watched him and then almost fucked me into oblivion, yet I was still modest when it came to talking about sex.

But I was being silly, so I was honest. “I was thinking how good it would probably feel without the condom.”

“Are you on the pill?”

Though I’d had no reason to be the last few years, I still took it to regulate my period. I nodded.

Ford jumped up from the bed so fast it startled me. I thought maybe there was a bug.

“What…what’s wrong?”

“Getting rid of this damn condom.”

He went to the bathroom and was back in ten seconds flat. He crawled over me. “Ready.”

I laughed. “Ready for what?”

Ford gripped my hand and brought it down to feel between his legs. He was as hard as he’d been before we had sex.

Reading the confusion on my face, he smiled. “You spent the first half of the summer telling me all the reasons you didn’t think twenty-five was right for you.” He aligned himself, and with one firm thrust of his hips, he pushed back inside of me. “Now I get to spend the second half showing you all the reasons twenty-five is right for you.”

Chapter 19

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Valentina

I woke to a prod at my rear.

Ford was wrapped around me, a sheet covering only our bottom halves as we spooned. One muscular arm kept his front tucked to my back. At first I wasn’t sure if he was awake, but then the hand covering my ribcage glided up and grazed over my breast.

“Morning.” His voice was raspy and so damn sexy.

“How did you know I was awake?”

His thumb and forefinger rolled my nipple. “I just did.”

I smiled. We’d stayed awake until the sun came up exploring each other’s bodies. I couldn’t count the number of times we’d had sex…four? My body had the delicious ache to prove it. Ford’s hand slid down to between my legs and cupped me.

“Sore?”

I downplayed it because I couldn’t get enough of him. “A little.”

He rolled us so I was suddenly on my back. “I need to jump in the shower in a few minutes. I have a meeting to prep for. And I need to eat a little before that.”

“Oh. Okay. I can make you something.”

He flashed a wicked grin. “I’m eating you for breakfast.” His head disappeared under the sheet.

“That’s not…oh. Wow. Okay, then.”

Ten minutes later, I was boneless. “You’re…really good at that.”

He nuzzled into my neck. “I’m glad you approve. I plan to spend a fair amount of time with my head between your legs.”

A few minutes later, he pushed up on his elbow. “I really don’t want to get up. But I need to take a shower. I’m going to take the train into the city so I can work for the two-hour trip each way. Think you can pick me up tonight? I want to take you somewhere.”

“Where?”

“It’s a surprise.”