Page 114 of Tempt Her

And me? With her sex shop plans and all the filthy business she wants to start, hell, yes, I’ll be her boss. We’ll test every product we sell. We’ll give plenty of demonstrations. I’ll let anyone watch and learn while I teach her who’s in charge.

“I want everything with you.” Her eyebrows drop, and her gaze gets deep and daring. She’s not teasing; she’s promising, “I’m not afraid, Ford. I will fuck and love you three for the rest of my life.”

A sudden contraction grabs my heart, thinning my breath. “Don’t hurt my men.”

Her brow arches. “You? You’re afraid I’ll hurt you too.” I don’t answer; another odd beat flips my chest. “It’s okay.” She disobeys orders, unclasping her hands. “Yes, we can all hurt each other, but we won’t.” She cradles my cheek. “I know you’ll never hurt me, Ford. Not intentionally. And I meant it today, and you don’t have to say it back, but I love you. You overwhelm me sometimes. You’re a strong, kind, and giving man.”

I’m a liar.

Her innocent love for me makes my chest ache. It makes me sweat, my insides shaking like never before, until... no... I know the last time I felt this way…

When I saw bruises on my mom’s beautiful face.

I started dying then.

“Stacey.” Her name is fast medicine. I pull her to me, and she answers, straddling my thighs and cupping my face.

Fuck, this terrifies me the most. The last time I looked into a woman’s eyes while I was inside her, loving and trusting her, I got a beautiful daughter from it. And then I lost her too.

“Come here.” I guide her, centering her soaked sex over my cock; I need to try again. I need to make it right. I need this pain to go away.

It’s killing me.

Like she knows she’s my cure, she lets me in. Her lips part as she sinks down, her eyes locking with mine, and don’t do it.

Don’t rip out my damaged heart.

“Fuck,” I huff. “Fuck, baby, you feel so good.” Because she does, wrapping me in her tight heat, riding me so slowly, dragging her swollen, wet walls up my length before plunging back down again. The intensity of her stare takes me even deeper inside her.

“I won’t hurt you,” she swears, guiding my mouth to take her breast, her hard nipple finding my lips and fire licks through my body.

She wants me. She trusts me. She loves me,letting me take the parts of her, abused for so long, and show her how I feel too.

This isn’t about control or power. We have none. We surrender to one another, and she will be my last woman; I feel it. I suck her nipple like this is my last union too. Ignoring the distant ring in my ears, the staccato pulse in my neck, my huffing mouth lavishes her as she deserves to be while I grab her hips, thrusting all of me inside her and groaning at what I find.Lust. Love. Peace.

“Oh fuck,” she sighs, responding to my primal urge. In hard circles, her hips move, tilting to rub her clit on my base. I can feel her swollen nub and a deep growl crawls up my tight throat, my mouth sucking harder on her nipple.

I need air… but I need her more.

“Fuck, Ford, yes,” she sighs. “Yes, you feel so good.” She holds me so tight as the oddest rhythm, the lightest pulse hits the muscle beating in my chest, and this is new. My body can’t be more connected to hers, andwhat is she doing to me?

White light fills my vision. Bliss floods my veins. Tension melts from my muscles. Torment escapes my mind, and all that’s left is her.

“God,” I gasp over her nipple, glazed with my spit, pearling for more, but I need to see her. I need to see the woman inside me. “Stacey.” I pull her gaze to mine, her nose nuzzled to mine, fighting for air.

“God, Ford, when you say my name,” she stammers. Tears well in her eyes. “I can hear it.”

“Hear what?”

Her hands clasp my face like she’s hanging on for life.I am.“Love,” she says it to my eyes…

And I’ve never held a woman so tight. I’ve never pulled her body into mine to where I’m no longer in control. She is; circling our bodies to the edge, and I’m dizzy. I’m losing something, and I’m not sure what it is, but I don’t need it.

I need her.

Her lips brush mine, tempting, “Sir, you’re gonna make me come.” I’m leaving bruises on her hips, but I can’t find words. I’m clutching for air, for her. “I’m going to come so hard with you. So many times and in so many ways. You’re gonna fuck me with Mateo and Luke.”

It’s getting her off, me too, that part of me that’s still here, I give it to her. The other part of me lifts, floating away, watching above us as her pace quickens; her fuck is relentless, beautiful and wet, and tight, and I’m so close.

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