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“Ford?”

His forehead creases. “Yeah, baby?”

I feel incredibly vulnerable. More vulnerable than I’ve ever let myself be. “Will you take care of me now?”

He briefly looks at my mouth. “I thought you’d never ask.”

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FORD

I loveher so much it terrifies me.

I wish I could lock the feelings away, but I’m so physically bound to her that it would destroy me to leave her in bed like this. Her tears have dried, and her chest no longer rushes with emotion. Instead, she’s trembling beneath me as I kiss her like it’s the last time.

I sit up and take my clothes off. They end up in the same pile as her clothes that she stripped from her body, knowing I would be slipping into her bed at some point. I say nothing as I cover her body with mine and kiss her again.

It starts off gentle. I nip at her mouth, and she presses the softest kiss to my lips. My hand cups the side of her face, and I go in for more. I deepen my strokes and let my body show her how much she means to me. It’s an uncontrollable, unhinged kiss and she whimpers.

Her warm hand presses against my chest, and I roll over when she climbs on top to straddle me. My hands fall to the small of her back, and I touch every inch of her bare skin while she rocks against me.

Our lips never unlock when I slip inside. Her gasp is shaky against my mouth, and I glide in and out with my hand crawling up her back to grab onto her hair. Sex was always a tool I used as a distraction or a way to get off, maybe even to build my ego, but with Taytum, it’s so much more.

It’s grounding, but thrilling.

It’s intense, but sensual.

She has me in the palm of her little hand, and I'm not even sure she knows it.

I break away from her kiss to watch her move over me. “You feel too good.” I swipe my thumb against her clit. I watch in awe as her eyes roll into the back of her head.Goddamn.“Tell me you’re mine,” I demand.

She moans. “I’m yours.”

“But only behind closed doors, right?” I ask, feeding off every bit of displeasure I have not showing the world that she’s mine.

Fuck Emory’s disapproval.

There’s no one better for her than me.

“Ford.” Her blue eyes flare, and her pupils dilate. I have never seen a hotter sight. I’d destroy the entire world for her right now if she asked me to.

Her tits bounce in my face when she starts to pick up her pace, and I immediately tug on one of her nipples with my teeth. When I slowly raise to look her in the eye, I spot the rosy color covering her skin. She’s flushed with need, because ofme.

A hot, lustful sigh flies from her mouth when I tug on her other nipple.

“I love the way you look when I touch you.” Her whimpers and moans will send me to the grave one day.

Taytum’s eyes flutter open, and she glances at my mouth. “I love it when you touch me.” Her voice is raspy and breathy, and I’m going to fuck her so hard she can’t help but feel my possession over her.

Because that’s what this is.

Possession.

“Tell me you’re mine again,” I say.

She doesn’t hesitate, and there is nothing in this world that can take away the feeling it gives me. “I’m yours, Ford.” She stares down at me. “I think I’ve always been yours.”

I gaze at her long and hard before flipping her on her back. “I’m done waiting,” I say, settling on top of her. I don’t have to explain. She knows what I’m talking about.

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