Having sex with Ford was hands down the best sex of her life. She could go to her grave knowing that. No other man had made a point to make sure she’d felt like she had last night. She came three times, which was unheard of for her. She was lucky to get off once with her other partners.
Ford was like a mythical unicorn for her.
Then he also stayed the night. She hadn’t planned to kick him out, instead curious to see if he’d stay. And he had.
Waking up next to him made her feel a little funny on the inside, but in a good way. She didn’t want to say that it was love because it was way too soon for that. But she would definitely say it was lust, and she was quickly hurtling toward the big L-word.
That didn’t frighten her nearly as much as she thought it would as she considered everything.
After everything with Scott, she never thought she’d open herself up enough for another relationship. She’d resigned herself to growing old with nothing but the animals as company while her friends and family moved on with their lives.
Then Ford entered the picture, and she realized there was so much more that she wasn’t letting herself experience.
It was frightening.
She lay there for a while, drifting through a light sleep while she turned everything over in her head.
She finally pulled herself away from him, pulling some clothing on before making her way downstairs to make some coffee and breakfast.
She paused at her door, looking at Ford sleeping so peacefully in her bed and she wondered what it would be like to wake up like this every morning.
She quickly shut that thought train down because that was definitely moving too quickly. She didn’t need to put the cart before the horse on this one. She had no way of knowing if he felt the same as her.
She trotted down the stairs, looking forward to her first cup of coffee of the day.
When she reached the coffee machine, she paused, furrowing her brow at the already brewed pot. Their machine wasn’t automatic, so someone had to make the coffee manually to get some. Had Ford gotten up earlier and done it?
She grabbed her mug and as she poured, she watched the steam rise. That meant it was relatively fresh. She nibbled her bottom lip as she considered who would have made it. Her father was still gone and none of the hands would come in the house.
She was just taking her first sip of coffee when she turned, catching sight of her brother behind her. She sputtered on her coffee and set it down while she reached for a paper towel to wipe at her face and the puddle of coffee that she’d spewed.
“What the fuck, David!” She tossed the paper towel into the trash and glared at her brother. “What are you doing here?”
As she raised her mug back to her mouth, she remembered the guest she had in her room and cringed. There was no way David wouldn’t know about Ford considering his truck was parked outside. It wasn’t like she’d had him park in the garage.
“Decided I’d come out and see if you wanted to go to breakfast with me. I was going to help with the feeding.”
He stopped talking, and she got the feeling he was holding something back based on the glare he sent her way.
She arched a brow. “If you have something to say, then say it.”
David worked his jaw back and forth before glancing over his shoulder and down the hall behind him before stepping closer to her and lowering his voice. “What the fuck, Kat? Ford?”
She shrugged and sipped her coffee. She refused to let her brother make her feel bad about her choices the night before. She didn’t regret it for one second. On top of that, David was well aware that she and Ford were dating.
“I’d ask what happened, but I saw some clothing in the living room,” he said, his nose wrinkled in disgust.
She just barely stifled the giggle that threatened to spill out of her lips. “Now you know how I felt as a teen.”
David grimaced. “It wasn’t that bad.”
Kat arched a brow. “Oh, really? Should I refresh you memory about Amy and Melanie? How many times did I walk in on y’all in the living room together? You didn’t even have the decency to go to your fucking room!”
Her voice rose toward the end and she knew she was getting worked up and would likely wake Ford, but she didn’t care. She couldn’t believe David’s double standard right then.
“News flash: I’ve had sex. Or did you not understand what happened to me ten years ago when I was pregnant? It wasn’t immaculate, that was for sure.”
“I know that,” David hissed. “But it’s one thing to know that something like that has happened and another to have it thrust into my face.”
Kat arched a brow at him. “How is it being thrust into your face? You haven’t seen Ford and I’m wearing my own clothing. In fact, if you hadn’t bothered coming over this morning, you probably wouldn’t have known unless one of us told you. So, please dear brother, enlighten me to how I’m rubbing this in your face.”
David’s face turned red, and she took satisfaction in knowing she’d backed him into a corner. The only reason he was aware of what she did the night before was because he’d come to the house without her knowledge.
“Fine, you’re not rubbing it in my face. I still don’t like it. I can’t believe you slept with him!”
Kat rolled her eyes and drained the last of her coffee, turning to fill her mug again. “I’m not exactly sure what you want me to say here. You and Denise both have been pushing me to get out there and I have been with Ford. This isn’t anything new. I think this is a natural progression of our relationship.”
She turned back just in time to catch another grimace on David’s face. “Yeah, I wanted you to see him. But I didn’t need to know that he was fucking you.”
“Again,” Kat drawled, “I’d consider this payback.”
David made a noise in his throat, but stayed silent, for which Kat was thankful. Neither of them talked for several moments and Kat enjoyed her coffee without having to worry about holding a conversation.
It wasn’t to last though. A few moments later, she heard Ford moving around upstairs and she knew there was no way she could stop what was about to happen.
“Don’t even think about going up there,” David said, seeming to read her mind as she considered slipping out of the kitchen and up the stairs to get Ford to stay up there.
She shook her head before turning to pull down a mug for Ford. As he stomped down the stairs, she poured him a cup and turned to wait for him.
A few moments later, Ford stepped into the kitchen and froze, his eyes on David. Ford’s gaze slid to hers and she just shrugged. Ford looked back at David and blanched since David was now looking at him.
Kat had a feeling David was going to have some words for Ford and she didn’t know what to say or do to stop it.
Twenty-Eight
Ford
Ford was thankful he’d thought to get dressed before coming downstairs. He hadn’t wanted to, but wasn’t sure how comfortable that would make Kat. If he hadn’t, he’d be staring down Kat’s brother and his business partner with nothing but his underwear on.
He swallowed thickly as he looked at David, who was glaring at him.
“I poured you some coffee,” Kat said, breaking their stare off.
Ford stepped further into the kitchen, brushing past David, and came to stand next to Kat. He pressed a light kiss to her cheek. He heard a strangled noise from David as he doctored his coffee.
When he turned around, David was pinching his nose.
Ford glanced at Kat, who was looking at him, and asked, “What’s up with him?”
Ford mentally patted himself on the back for sounding so nonchalant. He was anything but nonchalant on the inside.
“He’s pissed that he’s discovered we had sex last night.”
Ford grimaced at her words. The cat was definitely out of the bag.
“Kat!” David said, glaring at her.
Kat just shrugged as she sipped her coffee. “What? It’s the
truth. You’re pissed you found out we’ve fucked. Don’t try to say that’s not it.”
Ford’s face heated, and he saw that David was also sporting a blush. Kat looked like the cat who ate the canary, looking smugly between the two of them.
“I’m not going to let you make me ashamed of what happened last night. I’m a grown ass woman that can make my own decisions.”
Another reason Ford was glad he got dressed: easier to hide the erection growing in his pants. He was sure David wouldn’t be happy Ford was sporting wood after Kat’s words to him. She was sexy and had no issues speaking her mind. He was damn lucky.
David’s shoulders suddenly sagged, and he sighed. “I know, I know. I just can’t help it. I know Ford’s a good guy and that y’all were dating. But it’s different when you see it for yourself.”
Kat arched a brow as she sipped her coffee. She said something back to David, but Ford wasn’t paying attention at that point. He was instead running his gaze over Kat’s body, taking in the loose t-shirt and shorts she was wearing.
He definitely wished David wasn’t there at that point because he wanted nothing more than to put Kat on the counter and slowly strip her clothing off.
“Ford?” Kat asked, breaking Ford from his daydream.
“Yeah?”
“You okay?” she asked, laughter dancing in her eyes.
“Yep, I’m great.”
“Yeah, right…” David muttered from across the room, looking at the ceiling.
“Do you need a minute to…” Kat trailed off, and he looked back to her. She motioned toward his crotch and he glanced down to see that his erection wasn’t so well hidden anymore since it was pressed against the front of his pants.
He looked back at Kat and saw that she thought it was humorous while David looked uncomfortable.
“Nah, I’m fine. It’ll go away, eventually. Or we could put it to good use.”
“And, on that note,” David said as he slammed his hand onto the counter, “I’ll take my leave. Breakfast in an hour? Over Easy? Both of you?”
Kat looked at Ford who just shrugged. “Sure.”
“See you then.”
The two of them stood in the kitchen and listened to David stomp into the mudroom. A few thuds sounded before the door opened and then closed.
Once the door was closed, Ford couldn’t help it and he burst into laughter. Kat soon joined him.
“I feel kinda bad for him,” Ford said, turning so he was leaning against the counter with his hip. “But at the same time, I don’t.”
Kat snorted and shook her head before turning to the sink to rinse her cup. “I don’t. You have no idea how many times I walked in on him with some girl when we were teens and after. This was payback and karma.”
She leaned down to open the dishwasher and Ford’s gaze zeroed in on her ass. The shorts had pulled tight across her butt and ridden up just enough that he could see a hint of the bottom of her butt cheeks.
Not pausing to overthink anything, he set his mug down and stepped forward to press himself against her, thrusting his hips so Kat could feel how hard he still was.
“Oh!”
He massaged her ass while Kat quickly shut the dishwasher and straightened. Now that she was upright, Ford slipped his hands around to her front, sliding them underneath her shirt and up to cup her breasts.
He squeezed them before circling her nipples with his fingers. She arched her back, pushing her breasts more fully into his hands while her head came to rest on his shoulder.
He leaned his head forward and pressed wet, open-mouthed kisses against her neck.
“Ever had kitchen sex?” Ford asked, skimming his lips along the shell of her ear.
“No,” Kat said with a shaky voice.
“Want to?”
Kat could only groan and he took it as a yes.
He released her breasts and turned her to face him. He pressed a light kiss to her lips as his hands found the hem of her shirt and quickly pulled it up.
Once it was off, he kissed her again, harder this time, pressing his tongue into her mouth.
As they kissed, he pushed her shorts down before working on his own clothing. He pulled back to rip his shirt off before he shoved his pants down.
Kat immediately wrapped her hand around his erection and he groaned. “Fuck.” He dropped his head to her shoulder and released a shaky breath as she slowly stroked him.
He let her tease him for a few moments before he pushed her hand away.
He briefly considered his options for what they were doing and decided that he wanted her from behind.
He turned her and pressed against her back so she would lean over the counter.
He then knelt behind her and spread her legs a little wider. He groaned as he caught sight of her pussy, which was already glistening with her arousal.
He leaned forward and nibbled along her outer lips, making a shiver work its way up her body. Perfection.
He didn’t give her a chance to try to force him to do anything else and instead dove in, drawing her clit into his mouth while he thrust two fingers into her. While he worked her over, his other hand was around his dick, slowly jerking it to help take some of the edge off.
The problem was, he was already worked up, and he knew that he would lose his cool any minute.
He pulled back, making Kat groan.
“Fuck,” he whispered.
“What?”
“Condom. I need to go get one.”
“I have an IUD. No pregnancy here.” She looked over her shoulder at him.
Ford looked down at her, searching her face to be sure she was fine with this. “You’re positive?”
She nodded.
“Thank fuck,” he groaned as he pushed his way in.
He wanted nothing more than to go to town, pounding into her, but he wanted to give her a minute to get used to him inside her.
She wiggled her hips, and he knew she was ready.
He gripped her hips as he pulled back and slammed back in, both of them groaning at the sensation. Her walls gripped his cock tightly, and he knew that he would lose his mind shortly.
As he thrust, he brushed his hands up her sides until he reached her shoulders, curling his fingers around them to give him more leverage.
This also pulled her up slightly, making the angle of his thrusts change.
He already felt a tingling starting, and he knew that he was about to go, but he wanted her there first.
Based on the way her walls were gripping him and the moans she was letting out, she couldn’t be much further.
Keeping one hand on her shoulder, he brought the other to her clit and rubbed it furiously as he pumped, trying to hold his own orgasm off.
Her walls fluttered before clamping down on him and milking him of his orgasm.
He leaned forward and dropped his head to her back, shivering from the aftershocks working their way through his body.
He finally sighed and straightened. “Think your bro will be able to tell we did that when he sees us?”
Kat snorted before bursting into laughter, her shoulders shaking. Ford couldn’t help but join her with the laughter.
“I hope not, but it would serve him right.”
Twenty-Nine
Ford
David wasn’t able to tell he and Kat had sex before meeting him, something Ford was thankful for.
While he didn’t care if David, or anyone, knew he and Kat were now fucking, it really wasn’t their business. And he didn’t want anyone making Kat feel inferior because of it.
After breakfast, he and Kat had gone their separate ways, which meant Ford was now at his house.
The only problem was, there was someone parked in the driveway. Considering he lived alone, that was enough to make him pause.
When he added in that the car looked like his ex’s, that was enough to make him angry.
He huffed as he pulled the truck to the curb outside his house, shutting it off, but not getting out.
If that was Alexis, he had no desire to see her or talk to her. Once their divorce was finalized, he was done with her. If he ever saw her again, it would be too soon.
And considering she was climbing out of her car, it was definitely too soon.
He sighed and got out of his truck, figuring the best course of action was to treat seeing her like a Band-Aid and just rip it off.
He slammed his door and slowly walked around the back of the truck, pausing by the tailgate.
Alexis walked toward him slowly, her gaze scanning his body. She paused a few feet away from him, but said nothing. He’d wait for her to make her move.
“Where have you been?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Out.”
Alexis rolled her eyes. “I figured that. Where? I’ve been here for a few hours?”
Ford arched a brow. “So? I don’t have to tell you what I’ve been up to.”
Alexis flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Ford, come on. I drove to see you. Aren’t you going to invite me in so we can talk?”
“No.” The last thing he wanted was for Alexis to go into his house.
Alexis looked taken aback by his blunt answer. “But it’s cold.”
His gaze flicked to the light jacket she was wearing. “Then buy a better jacket.”
Alexis pursed her lips as she cocked a hip out. His mind flashed back to the other times he saw this stance. It usually heralded an argument that she ended up winning because he didn’t want to fight with his wife.
While that was what the past held, there was no way he was going to let her win whatever she had brewing.
“Why don’t we head to the coffee shop to talk?” he said, cutting off whatever she’d been about to say.
“Why don’t we just go inside?”
“Because I don’t want you in there. Follow me if you want to talk.”
Without waiting for her response, he walked back to his driver’s side and climbed in. He turned to watch her as she finally turned toward her own car and climbed in. Once it was on, he slowly pulled away from the curb, allowing her enough time to back out and start following him.
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