Page 68 of Exes and Oh Hell No

A knowing twinkle is in his eyes as he pulls the ottoman closer and props my feet on it.

Then he pulls the blanket from the back of the couch, draping it over me.

When Connor comes in with our popcorn and drinks, he turns off the lights, and we start the movie.

As Ford and I share the popcorn, tension courses through my body.

Every nerve tingles from the warmth and closeness radiating from his massive, muscular frame.

This feels decidedly intimate, making me uneasy.

I’m starting to slip beneath his lure.

My fingers tighten on my bottle of soda.

Resist the temptation, Harper. You’re stronger than this.

I think.

I hope.

An hour later,Connor is fast asleep, his heavy breaths punctuated by light snoring.

Gram is still asleep in her chair, leaving Ford and me alone.

I stifle my gasp when Ford’s hand slips beneath my sweatshirt, his palm toasty against my now overheating skin.

His eyes drop to mine as his hand trails upward, moving higher.

“What are you doing?” I hiss, my eyes darting to Connor and then Gram.

His lips are so close to mine, I smell the popcorn and soda on his breath. “What’s it look like, my future wife?”

His fingers reach my bra, teasing my hard nipple through the fabric.

“Stop calling me that,” I hiss, enjoying those words far more than I should.

Don’t stop fighting this madness.

His hand slips beneath the fabric of my bra, eliminating all my thoughts.

My mind is a blank slate as he expertly teases me with his magical fingers roaming over my skin possessively.

I want so badly to resist, but I’m powerless.

His other hand grabs my leg, throwing it over his, spreading me wide.

He shifts the blanket so it covers us as his hand dips beneath the waistband of my leggings.

I open my mouth to protest, but his mouth covers mine, stealing the sound and my breath.

Euphoria overwhelms me as his thumb teases my clit, his fingers tease my nipple, while his lips cover mine.

When he pulls away, the look of possessive ownership in his eyes and sinful smile nearly makes me come undone.

I should fight against him.

But part of me knows it’s no use.

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