"Oh fuck yes," I heard Ford snarl out in a deep rumble that set me off again. He shoved his fingers back inside me, swearing when my body clamped down on his fingers as I continued to come. His fingers found my G-spot and made me orgasm again and again and again. I couldn't think past the pleasure as my entire world focused on Ford and his magic fingers. When it was too much, I did exactly as Ford predicted.
"Please, Ford. No more. Please," I wailed out frantically.
"One more," he demanded in a wicked tone.
I opened my mouth to say no, but the orgasm hit so hard and fast that all I managed was a harsh gasp as my body exploded again. Ford put his lips against my ear as I finally came down.
"My turn," he snarled. I felt his hands on my ankles as he unbound them from my wrists. I heard the zipper of his jeans, then felt his hands on my hips as he lifted me up onto my knees, my arms still bound behind my back and the side of my face pressed into the mattress.
His cock pressed against my sex, the wide head pushing into me slowly. I was so engorged and swollen that Ford had to fight his way into me, swearing and growling as he worked his way into my tight pussy. The almost painful pressure set me off again, the walls inside my vagina clamping down even harder.
"Holy fucking hell," Ford groaned out incredulously. "How are you this goddamn tight?"
I moaned and whimpered in response as Ford finally settled all the way inside me. He stilled, giving both of us a moment to adjust, before he began to move. He moved slowly at first, but then his hips thrust faster and faster until he finally let himself go in a brutal punishing pace that took my breath away. All I could do was gasp for air as he took me, his fingers digging into my hips and his pelvis slamming against my ass over and over again.
I knew he was close as his pace stuttered, and he started frantically growling out my name. His left hand moved around to my clit, and his finger pressed into the swollen bundle of nerves.
"Come now, Jen," he snarled through clenched teeth. "Right fucking now!"
My body ignited around Ford's cock at his command. He bellowed and rocked against me as I squeezed down on him. I felt his dick swell, then explode inside me as his entire body spasmed and convulsed uncontrollably. I screamed in pleasure as Ford pushed into me deeply, riding out the storm until we collapsed down onto the bed. I was left spent and utterly satisfied as Ford unbound my limp body, massaged my limbs, then pulled me into his strong arms. He held me tight as he murmured gentle words of love to me. I'd never felt so safe and cared for in all my life, until him. I snuggled closer and sighed in relief, my troubles forgotten and my headache long gone.
**********
"I'm so excited for you to meet my sister," Ford said as he reached across the bench seat of his black 1965 Ford F-100 and grabbed my hand. His fingers squeezed mine as he threw a boyish grin at me. I loved that smile. It made him look like a young boy without a care in the world. It was the smile that he captured me with that day I walked into Apex Ink four weeks ago. It was hard to believe how much had happened between us in such a short amount of time.
"I'm excited to meet her too," I said, then decided to confess my insecurity before I ended up bottling it up inside me. I didn't want to be like that with Ford. "I hope she approves of me. I...I really want her to like me."
"She'll love you." He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed my palm gently. "Just like I love you."
My heart fluttered as warmth flooded my body at his words. It was still hard to wrap my head around the fact that he really truly loved me. I couldn't believe it had really happened to me. This man really was mine, and it was overwhelmingly amazing.
"I love you," I whispered back in an awed tone. His eyes heated and slid down my body in a soft caress before returning to the road.
It was Friday night, and we were on our way to have dinner with Ford's sister and her fiance. I stared unseeing out the window as my nerves fluttered inside me. I'd been nervous about meeting her since I accepted the invitation Wednesday night. Ford's sister was an important part of his life, and her approval meant a lot to me. I didn't know what I'd do if she didn't like me.
"Honey," Ford said consolingly. "Don't worry. You'll be fine."
I hadn't realized that my hands were fidgeting in my lap, but of course Ford noticed. I forced myself to smile at him, but it was brittle, and he didn't buy it.
"You know, you and my sister are a lot alike," he said with an easy smile.
I fought the urge to ask if she was an ex-slut with self-esteem issues too. Ford hated it when I badmouthed myself. Fortunately, the more time I spent with Ford the better I felt about myself. It was the most glaring difference between my relationship with Ford and my friendship with Tori. She'd been tearing me down with subtle insults and emotional blackmail for years. It took Tori's utter betrayal of trust for me to figure it out finally. Ford always built me up, and I was slowly rebuilding my confidence in myself. It was a long road, but I was getting there.
"Really?" I prodded for more details.
"Yeah." He nodded and grinned at me. "She's smart and sassy. She wields sarcasm like a weapon, and she's got one hell of a temper. I'm scared to death of her."
I couldn't help grinning back at him. "You're scared of me?" I asked in amusement.
"Terrified," he said pointedly, still smiling broadly. "You're a force to be reckoned with, honey. It's one of the many reasons why I love you."
My smile softened. He'd been telling me that he loved me often since we finally admitted it to each other. I wished that I didn't need the reassurance, but I was grateful for it even if it made me feel fragile. He made me feel good about myself, and it was one of the many reasons that I loved him.
"Here we are," Ford announced as he pulled up in front of a cute warm beige bungalow with dark trim and a perfectly landscaped yard. A winding sidewalk led up to an adorable front porch with a red swing. Its heavy wooden front door looked quaint and welcoming. I loved it immediately.
Ford hopped out of the truck and came around to open my door, since I was still sitting there trying to quell my nerves and queasy stomach. I wished I could calm down, but I wanted to make a good impression, and I was terrified of failing. Ford took my hand and pulled me from his vehicle, his eyes focused intently on mine as a faint frown graced his lips.
"Jen," he said softly. "Relax, honey." He wrapped me in a warm embrace and cradled my head against his chest for a moment. I sighed and sank against him for a moment, soaking in the comfort his familiar scent offered me.
"I'm ready," I finally said, pushing away from Ford and gathering my confidence. "Let's go."
He nodded and smiled proudly as he took my hand, then led me up the sidewalk and onto the porch. He rang the doorbell as he squeezed my hand in reassurance. A moment later, the door swung open as a tall slender woman with long thick light-brown hair answered the door. She was smiling, her vivid green eyes warm and welcoming. I could see her resemblance to their mother and to a lesser extent to Ford. Their noses were virtually identical. She was dressed in a cute little floral sundress that highlighted her long toned legs.
"Hi," she said brightly as she glanced back and forth between her brother and me. "Come on in." She stepped back to let Ford lead me through the doorway.
"I'm Natalie," Ford's sister said as she closed the door behind us. She reached a hand toward me, and I took it. Her handshake was firm and her smile genuine. My nerves began to settle.
"I'm Jenny," I greeted her happily. I almost sighed audibly with relief. Natalie seemed to be just as easy to be around as her brother. "It's great to meet you finally."
"You too," she answered, then threw a playful smirk at her brother. "He's been going on and on about wanting me to meet you. I couldn't get him to shut up, so I invited you over for dinner."
"I did not," Ford grumbled. He pursed his lips and glared at his sister, but his eyes were dancing with amusement.
The two of them proceeded to banter back and forth with sarcastic comments and idle t
hreats of physical violence that reminded me of Andy and me. I was smiling and enjoying the show when movement caught my eye. I glanced across the warmly decorated living room to see a sight that made my heart stutter to a halt in my chest.
In the doorway to the other room stood a very attractive man with dark curly hair holding a baby. I stared into a set of all too familiar blue eyes, barely registering the shock on his face that probably matched my own. His body stiffened as he glanced over at Natalie and Ford, who were too immersed in razzing each other to notice, then back at me with wide horrified eyes. He shifted on his feet uncomfortably, his arms flexing as he pulled the infant closer to his muscular chest. They were muscles that I was intimately familiar with, because David and I had been fuck buddies for months last year. At least until he met someone special early last fall, and we ended our little fling amicably. Apparently, Ford's sister was that special person. Fuck. Me.
I spared a quick glance at Ford, who was still talking to his sister, then looked back to find the doorway where David had just been empty. I stood there unable to move and not knowing what to do.
"Let's go to the kitchen," Natalie said, breaking me out of my shock. "David has been anxious to meet you too."
I don't know how I managed to plaster a convincing smile on my face as I agreed. Ford took my hand, and we followed his sister across the room. I suppressed a shiver as absolute terror streaked through me, fearing that by the end of this night that Natalie would hate me, and I'd lose Ford again, and this time, it really would be over forever.
**********
David was one hell of an actor. He looked calm and collected by the time we entered the kitchen. I was expecting him to pretend we didn't know each other. At least, that's what I'd hoped for anyway. However, after Ford introduced me, I was surprised when he immediately fessed up that he already knew me.
"We've already met," David said with a friendly smile as he handed his son to Natalie. "I'm friends with her brother, Andy. My best friend Sydney is married to Andy's best friend Jensen."
"Yeah," I agreed, having no choice but to go along since I didn't know what else to do. "It's been awhile," I said vaguely as I eyed Ford warily.
"Huh, I didn't realize Jensen was friends with Andy," Ford said in surprise. "What a small world?" Right? I didn't know that Ford knew Jensen either. This whole situation was so fucked up. He eyed me closely, and God only knew what my face was giving away since I was a mess inside. I could practically see the gears turning in Ford's head. Damn him for being so good at reading me. I hoped that he attributed it to my earlier nerves about meeting his sister.
"We met when I bought my Audi at Purcell Auto last summer," David added nonchalantly. "Jensen took me there." Yeah, and David flirted with me shamelessly that day. Our sexual chemistry was immediate and irresistible, and we'd hooked up the next weekend. It had gone on like that off and on for months, since neither of us wanted a relationship at the time and the sex was great. It was always at my place or a hotel, since David was strangely reticent to have me in his home. We had fun together, and there were no expectations of fidelity or anything serious between us. I never thought it would come back to bite me in the ass.
Unfortunately, it was a reminder of a past I'd like to forget, and I imagine David felt the same since he was engaged to the mother of his newborn son. I hoped that was enough for him to keep our secret, because I had no intention of ever telling Ford.
I spared a quick glance at Natalie, and saw nothing on her face to indicate that she knew about my past with her fiance. She was relaxed and smiling as she cradled her son in her arms. Apparently, David never told her about us. I almost sighed in relief. Okay, I can do this.
Natalie went straight to her brother and handed the baby to him, smiling wryly as he accepted the infant with a terrified expression. It was the perfect distraction.
"Relax, Ford," she said with a laugh. "Just support his head and he'll be fine."
"You enjoy freaking me out, don't you?" Ford accused testily, but he was smiling down at his nephew with a tender look in his eyes that I had never seen before. He glanced over at me with a proud smile. "Meet my nephew, Daniel."
I looked at Daniel, and smiled. He was adorable, with soft downy dark curls and big blue eyes staring up at Ford with fascinated interest. He looked like his father.
"He's beautiful," I said and actually managed a genuine smile. I reached out and rubbed Daniel's soft little cheek.
Seeing Ford hold a baby did crazy things to me, making my heart do a little warm flutter in my chest. My reaction surprised me. I'd never really given any serious thoughts to having kids, since I never planned on ever finding real love after Carter broke my heart.
"Do you want to hold him, Jenny?" Natalie asked.
"Um..." Terror streaked through me. I'd never held a baby before, and I was just as clueless as Ford when it came to holding one. "I...I don't know if...I mean...I don't... I don't want to hurt him," I stuttered out uncomfortably.
"Nonsense," Natalie said in amusement, waving a dismissive hand in the air. "If a big ox like Ford can handle it, so can you." She immediately took her son from Ford and deposited the baby in the crook of my arm. She helped me cradle him properly so his head was supported by my elbow. I froze in fear and stared at the kid. He stared back at me intently.
"Hey, little man," I told him with a soft smile. To my amazement, Daniel actually smiled back, and suddenly I think my biological clock started ticking for the very first time. A longing to hold a baby I someday made with Ford, hit me hard and out of nowhere. It scared me shitless. The fear got even worse when I glanced up to recognize that same longing in Ford's eyes as he smiled down at me. It was immediately followed by a look of startled fear on his face. It made me feel a little better. It didn't look like Ford was in any hurry for kids yet either.
"Um, what are we having for dinner tonight?" Ford abruptly asked David as a distraction from our little baby freak out, but unfortunately, now my attention was entirely focused back on this awkward situation.
I was standing in the same room with two men who I had sex with, and the woman who was the sister of one and the fiancee of the other. And only half the people in the room were even aware of it. Tension filled my body, and a sudden urge to cry hit me as the fear of losing Ford because of this heightened. I couldn't handle losing him again. My discomfort must have been obvious because David narrowed his eyes as he watched me, worriedly running a hand through his short beard.
"I'm grilling steaks and we're eating outside tonight," David answered, successfully distracting Ford before he noticed my distress. "How about I get us all some drinks, and we can go relax out on the deck while I grill them?"
"I'll help," Ford said as he clapped a hand on David's shoulder and moved toward the refrigerator.
Natalie eyed David with a quizzical expression as he and Ford started razzing each other the way male friends did. Shit, I didn't want her realizing that David and I weren't more than just acquaintances.
"How old is Daniel?" I asked Natalie, figuring what better way to distract a new mother than asking about her baby. It worked like a charm, and Natalie was soon engrossed in talking about her son. When we all had drinks, and Natalie had thankfully taken Daniel from me, we headed out the back door of the kitchen to a large deck.
Ford followed David as he carried a plate of steaks to the grill while I watched Natalie lower Daniel into a playpen tent-looking thing sitting under the shade of a nearby tree. It was near a wrought-iron table that was already set for dinner. Natalie and I took a seat at the table next to each other. She watched her son closely as he fussed for a bit then settled down to nap.
"I just fed him before you got here so he should sleep through dinner." She smiled and crossed her fingers at me. "I hope anyway. Just once I'd like to eat my entire dinner in one sitting."
"Or have an entire night's sleep," David chimed in as he walked over with a beer in hand and sat next to Natalie.
"What's that?" Na
talie asked sarcastically with an overdramatic eye roll.
He smiled and leaned over to kiss her cheek. "It's worth it, sweetheart," he murmured affectionately with warm adoration glowing in his eyes. His love for Natalie was deep and obvious. This wasn't the same man I knew last year, and whatever had driven David to only pursue sex without emotional attachments was long gone. I was happy for him, and it gave me some hope that I'd succeed in doing the same.
Ford drew my attention as he took the vacant chair next to me and leaned in close enough for his lips to brush my ear. "Sleeping all night is overrated," he whispered in a low tone that only I heard. His blue eyes were a banked fire of heated desire that I knew could be stoked in a heartbeat.
His reference to our last few nights of sex made me shiver a little. We were probably just as sleep deprived right now as Natalie and David. The man could go all night, and had every night since we made up on Tuesday. I loved being intimate with Ford that way. It made me feel closer to him, unlike the meaningless sex I used to have. Those thoughts brought my mind back to my fear that Ford would find out about my past with David and leave me again. Now I shivered for an entirely different reason. I had to make sure that David kept it to himself, just like I planned to do. I just hoped I could get a moment alone with David to do that.
The meal was comfortable and pleasant, even though I was still freaking out inside. David didn't seem fazed though and the friendly banter between the three of them made it easy for me to let them do most of the talking. It was obvious that the two men were close, and I feared if Ford found out about my past with David that their friendship might be at risk right along with our relationship.
I waited as patiently as I could for a moment alone with David. I was relieved when Ford finally went to use the bathroom, just as Natalie took Daniel in when he got fussy and needed a diaper change. David started gathering up the dirty dishes, and I stepped close to him as I began gathering some of them myself.
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