Page 126 of Exes and Oh Hell No

Our tongues brush together, our kiss deep and greedy.

His hands slide down to my ass, grabbing it through my dress, hauling me even closer.

I moan against his lips, melting against him.

Kissing Ford is my personal heaven.

It doesn’t matter that we spent a decade apart.

From the first time our mouths connected until now, he’s never missed a beat in doing it exactly the way I liked.

Almost as if he’s only ever kissed me.

My body molds so perfectly against his muscular form, I forget my insecurities about my curvy body.

Ford makes me feel like the sexiest woman alive.

“Goddamn, Harper,” he growls against me, pulling back slightly as he sucks in the cool night air. “I’m about ready to fuck you right here.”

I look around the now empty parking lot to the taillights of our friends’ vehicles in the distance, heading down the road.

Arching my brows, a salacious grin curls my lips. “What’s stopping you?”

He grabs me, and within seconds, he’s sitting on the passenger seat while I’m straddling him.

The fact that he hefted my weight like it’s nothing makes me all mushy inside.

I’ve always envied skinny, petite girls who are easily picked up and carried by guys while I could only dream of such a thing.

Until Ford.

He pulls the door closed, and the darkness of the night shrouds us.

Our lips crash together, our hands fumbling at the other’s clothing.

Goosebumps flare over my chest as he frees my breasts from my dress and bra.

His thumbs stroke over my nipples, back and forth, stimulating each one and making me tremble.

I lift up, pulling my dress around my hips, then set myself against his trousers while my hands roam over his bare chest, feeling the muscles ripple beneath my palms.

Grinding myself against his hard dick, pleasure shoots through me as he continues teasing my hard nipples.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Harper.” His head lowers, taking one of my breasts in his mouth and sucking on it.

I gasp from the sensation, my fingers threading through his hair. “Fuck, Ford. That feels so good.”

I circle my hips over his dick, the friction sending a thrill up my spine.

My panties are drenched.

“Mmmm,” he murmurs, his teeth grazing my nipple. “So fucking good.”

My breath is shaky when I whisper, “I need you.”

He releases my nipple with a pop, a seductive laugh rolling out of him. “What do you need, hummingbird?”

“Your cock inside me. Right the hell now.”

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