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I swallowed him down, only choking a little, and grabbed my own neglected dick, stroking it clumsily.
The lack of oxygen, the squeeze of my hand on my dick, and the beautiful sight of Ford trembling with pleasure sent me over the edge.
I bucked my hips twice, coming in my hand, moaning as Ford retreated, his dick sliding out of my mouth as I shuddered with orgasm.
Ford rolled off my body with a groan, then tugged me into his arms. “Damn,” he said with a breathless laugh. “You’re really good at that.”
“Years of practice.”
He snorted. “I’d rather not think about that part.”
“You’re jealous?” I said in surprise.
“Well, yeah. I don’t want any man to have you but me.” He grabbed my chin and pressed a possessive kiss on me. Normally,it would feel far too soon for this sort of talk with a new sex partner, but not with Ford. Maybe because we’d gotten to know each other, want each other, before getting into bed.
Or maybe because I wanted Ford more than I’d ever wanted anyone.
“You’re the only man I want,” I murmured against his lips.
“Good.” He pulled back. “I should get cleaned up and go get Charlie. Do you want to come with me? I promised her we’d go to the park. They have a snowman contest going today, and we still haven’t used the ice-skating tickets you gave us.”
My family was arriving tomorrow, and there were plenty of things to do around the house. But I wasn’t ready to let Ford go yet. “I’d love to come, if you’re sure I won’t be a third wheel.”
“You’ve never been a third wheel, sweetheart. You always fit with us. That’s part of what made me fall for you.” His lips quirked. “Charlie loves you too.”
He rolled out of bed, leaving me shaken.
Charlie loves me too—meaning, she loves me in addition to Ford loving me? Or Charlie loves me, too—as in Charlie loving me is one more quality that attracted Ford to me?
“You coming?” Ford asked, his broad back and gorgeous ass flexing as he walked toward the door of the en suite bathroom.
“Yep.” I hopped out of bed and followed him.
I’d probably follow him anywhere, but into a hot wet shower, where he was naked? Yes, please.
Questions of how serious he was about me could wait. He was here. That was what mattered.
I was head over heels for this little family—Ford and Charlie both. Before they’d come into my life, I’d felt alone and adrift. Now, my heart was so full, it wanted to burst.
Ford had taken a big leap, just trying this out with me.
For now, that was more than enough.
CHAPTER 24
Ford
“Hey, Ford!”Charlie flew across the room and jumped into my arms.
I caught her with a grunt. “How much did Dottie feed you? You’re heavy.”
“I am not! I’m light as a feather!”
“She’s had waffles for breakfast,” Dottie said, gaze slipping past me to where Mason stood uncertainly in the doorway. “Mason, dear, good to see you again. I trust you both had a good evening.”
Mason’s face hid nothing. He turned an adorable shade of pink and ducked his head. “Yeah, thanks.”
“Thanks for keeping Charlie girl. Did you two have fun with your Christmas movie marathon?”
