Page 90 of Exes and Oh Hell No

But Ford is stronger.

Relentless.

He whips me around, pushing me into a tree.

My back scrapes against the bark, and the force of my body hitting it steals the breath from my lungs.

“You ran beautifully, Harper,” he murmurs, his voice thick with something darker than lust.

He leans in, his breath flowing through the holes in the mask, skimming over my lips. “But did you really think I’d let you leave me?”

He inhales deeply, drinking in my fear.

I tremble, gasping for breath.

There’s an element of fear tinged with my arousal, making my head spin.

I’ve never seen this side of Ford before, but I really fucking like it.

He pulls back, giving me a predatory smile. “You were never running away, baby. You were running straight to me.”

I hear the click and feel the cold metal against my wrists as he handcuffs me again.

A whimper of fear mixes with desire, slipping from my lips.

His breath fans my face as he leans in, lifts my sweaty hair from my neck, and runs his tongue up the side of my neck.

“You’re mine,” his deep voice rumbles. “All. Fucking. Mine.”

Despite the heat blanketing from his body, a shiver runs down my spine.

His voice is devastating.

Deep and primal beside my ear.

The gravelly sound tickles my eardrum, wrapping around my insides like a violent promise. “I told you, hummingbird. You werenevergetting away from me.”

The air whooshes from my lungs as my body goes slack.

My heart skips a beat as something dark and deeply disturbing crawls from the depths of me, hitting me with a gut-punching revelation.

I want to resist him, but I can’t.

I’ve never been able to resist Ford Brooks.

And it’s because I don’t want to.

I enjoy surrendering myself to him.

When his lips brush against my ear, skimming over my throat to my pulse, the violent shiver confirms what I’ve always known but tried so hard to hide, even from me.

Fordownsme.

Every single piece of me belongs to this man.

He slides the mask up slightly, revealing his mouth.

His lips move over my pulse before his teeth sink into the skin, marking me.