Page 127 of Exes and Oh Hell No

I vow that one day, I’ll take my time and worship this man.

But today is not that day.

Not when I feel I’m about to combust.

I lean up, undoing his pants.

He pushes my thong to the side, teasing my entrance with his fingers, while I reach in and grab his cock.

Lining the head up with my entrance, I stare into Ford’s blue eyes as I lower myself onto him, taking him inside me until I can’t go anymore.

He mutters curses, his head falling back against the seat, his eyes never leaving mine. “I love watching you take control,” he rasps, his hands moving to my bare ass. “You’re a fucking goddess. I can’t believe I’m lucky enough to be marrying you.”

I still, my heart banging against my ribs from the awe on his face.

“Ford,” I breathlessly whisper.

His eyes and smile darken, that possessive intensity shining through. “You’re mine, hummingbird. All. Fucking. Mine. And I take care of what’s mine.”

I nod, rasping out, “Yours. All yours.”

A devilish grin slides across his face as his commanding voice says, “Why the fuck are you sitting still, wife? Ride my fucking cock. Show me how much you love your husband.”

I’m fucking done as soon as he says those words.

My pussy is wetter than it’s ever been.

I lift myself up, then slam myself down on his cock, moaning at the fullness.

His hands squeeze my ass, but he lets me set the pace and rhythm, giving me complete control.

And oh, shit, do I love having control over this man.

I begin bouncing up and down, rolling my hips in a circle when he’s deep inside me, wincing at his size.

Ford is very well endowed, but I’m way too fucking turned on to take it easy on myself.

I’m addicted to the pleasure and the pain as I take him deep inside me, hard and fast, moaning and screaming his name.

“Goddamn, wifey,” his hands tighten around my hips, his jaw clenching. “You’re riding me so fucking good. You’re gonna make me come soon.”

His words push me closer to the edge. “Yeeess,” I whimper, riding him faster, my large breasts bouncing up and down. “I want all your come.”

“Fuck.” His mouth latches onto my nipple while his hand slides between us, his thumb teasing my clit.

“Oh, hell, yes,” I moan, my head falling back.

My rhythm is unsteady from the pleasure ambushing me in every direction.

“Fuck, Ford. Your cock feels so fucking good inside me.”

He hums his agreement around my nipple, the sensation driving me higher.

He begins thrusting from below, matching my pace, overwhelming me with the feeling of fullness and pleasure.

I’m going to come soon, and hard.

His thumb rubs over my clit faster before he bites down on my nipple, the sensation painful before he eases up, his tongue soothing.

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