Page 154 of Exes and Oh Hell No

Shame barrels through me.

I hate the whining edge to my voice, but I can’t stop it.

Ford’s grin is pure, unrepentant sin.

“Yet, you didn’t tell me about it.” He cocks his head, a predator considering his prey. “Very troubling, wife.”

Rage swims through my bloodstream, searing hot. “I’m not your wife,” I snap.

Oh, fuck.

The second the words leave my lips, I know I’ve fucked up.

I squeeze my eyes shut, bracing for whatever punishment he has planned.

A beat of silence.

Then, a click.

My eyes fly open as Ford unlocks one cuff.

Then the other.

For a second, I think I’ve won.

That he’s backing down.

Then, he moves.

Lightning fast.

Before I can process what’s happening, he flips me onto my stomach, twisting my wrists behind my back.

A sharp gasp rips from my throat as he drags me onto my knees, his grip unyielding.

“Oh, Harper,” he murmurs, amusement laced with dark promise. “Such a naughty girl.”

I barely get a second to catch my breath before the head of his cock rubs against my entrance.

My body betrays me.

Wet, needy, shaking.

Ford chuckles.

He knows.

Then, he thrusts deep inside me.

I scream from the sudden stretch, the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure hitting all at once.

“Fuck,” he rasps, his teeth grazing my shoulder. “Your pussy issoaked.”

I blink back tears, fighting to keep my walls up, to resist the pull of him.

But he knows every part of me.

Every weakness.

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