All Grown Up(53)

I giggled. “Nothing.”

“Don’t even try it.” He tapped one finger to my temple. “I know what it looks like when the wheels in your head are turning.”

I smiled. The man had just gone down on me while I watched him and then almost fucked me into oblivion, yet I was still modest when it came to talking about sex.

But I was being silly, so I was honest. “I was thinking how good it would probably feel without the condom.”

“Are you on the pill?”

Though I’d had no reason to be the last few years, I still took it to regulate my period. I nodded.

Ford jumped up from the bed so fast it startled me. I thought maybe there was a bug.

“What…what’s wrong?”

“Getting rid of this damn condom.”

He went to the bathroom and was back in ten seconds flat. He crawled over me. “Ready.”

I laughed. “Ready for what?”

Ford gripped my hand and brought it down to feel between his legs. He was as hard as he’d been before we had sex.

Reading the confusion on my face, he smiled. “You spent the first half of the summer telling me all the reasons you didn’t think twenty-five was right for you.” He aligned himself, and with one firm thrust of his hips, he pushed back inside of me. “Now I get to spend the second half showing you all the reasons twenty-five is right for you.”





Chapter 19




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Valentina



I woke to a prod at my rear.

Ford was wrapped around me, a sheet covering only our bottom halves as we spooned. One muscular arm kept his front tucked to my back. At first I wasn’t sure if he was awake, but then the hand covering my ribcage glided up and grazed over my breast.

“Morning.” His voice was raspy and so damn sexy.

“How did you know I was awake?”

His thumb and forefinger rolled my nipple. “I just did.”

I smiled. We’d stayed awake until the sun came up exploring each other’s bodies. I couldn’t count the number of times we’d had sex…four? My body had the delicious ache to prove it. Ford’s hand slid down to between my legs and cupped me.

“Sore?”

I downplayed it because I couldn’t get enough of him. “A little.”

He rolled us so I was suddenly on my back. “I need to jump in the shower in a few minutes. I have a meeting to prep for. And I need to eat a little before that.”

“Oh. Okay. I can make you something.”

He flashed a wicked grin. “I’m eating you for breakfast.” His head disappeared under the sheet.

“That’s not…oh. Wow. Okay, then.”

Ten minutes later, I was boneless. “You’re…really good at that.”

He nuzzled into my neck. “I’m glad you approve. I plan to spend a fair amount of time with my head between your legs.”

A few minutes later, he pushed up on his elbow. “I really don’t want to get up. But I need to take a shower. I’m going to take the train into the city so I can work for the two-hour trip each way. Think you can pick me up tonight? I want to take you somewhere.”

“Where?”

“It’s a surprise.”

I smiled. “Okay.”

Ford got up from bed. I’d ogled him shirtless at the beach and felt every rippled muscle of his body last night, but seeing him stand up naked in the morning light—every ounce of gorgeous, tanned, smooth skin on display—was truly mind blowing. He had that deep-set V and each of his abdomen muscles formed their own little raised mound of deliciousness. Yet his ass was the showstopper. From behind he looked like the X-rated version of a sunscreen ad with his sun-kissed skin fading to a firm white derrière.

I lifted to my elbow to watch him walk around naked. He looked perfectly comfortable doing it, as he should be with that body.

“I need to do whatever exercise you’re doing.”

He laughed. “Oh yeah? We can do that. Tomorrow morning we’ll go to the gym together.”

I laid my head back down. “I said I needed to. I didn’t say I was actually going to. But feel free to come over after you’re done and all sweaty.”

He leaned down and gave me a chaste kiss. “Care if I shower here?”

“No. Not at all. I’ll drag my ass downstairs and make us some coffee while you do that.”

“Great.”

I wasn’t ready to return to the land of reality just yet, so I picked up Ford’s shirt from last night and slipped it over my head. Since it hung to nearly my knees, I didn’t bother with a bra or underwear.

In the kitchen I flicked on the Bose Soundlink. The coffee pot sat right next to it and had a yellow sticky note attached.

Fondle Ford’s balls

I covered my mouth and cracked up. This had become a game for him. I had no idea when he’d even come down to the kitchen. He had to have gotten up after I’d fallen asleep. I found a second note stuck to the back door.

Buy naughty schoolteacher costume.

Another was stuck to the toaster.

Paint myself with Nutella.

Then there was the one on the dishwasher.

Red lipstick.

That one was underlined with two heavy slashes.