Something Real (Whiskey Men, #2)(28)

I groan loudly as I thrust my hips forward. Her pussy spasms around me, and there's no stopping me. Each thrust, I go deeper. Each thrust, I’m moving her farther up the bed. I grab on to her hips, dragging her up onto my legs as I plunge in and out of her. She’s gripping my arms, and I pull her up to sit on my lap. She straddles me, and with her breasts pressed to my chest, I hold on to her, raising my hips to meet hers. “Ride me, Lily. Take what you want from me. It’s yours.”

Her hips rotate front to back, side to side. She finds a rhythm and is relentless as she grinds on my lap. I’m so close. I reach between us and press my thumb to her clit, circling it until she’s saying my name, over and over.

“Take it, Lily. Take it, baby.”

Her pussy gets even hotter, and she starts to writhe as her juices coat my dick. She’s coming, and as she spasms around me, I give up all control, shooting my cum deep inside her womb. Her body is trembling around me, and I cradle her in my arms, holding her to my chest.

When our breaths return to somewhat normal, I lay her back on the bed. I watch her and she watches me. There’s so much I want to say, but I don’t. Not because I don’t want to. Fuck, I want to scream what I’m feeling, and I want everyone to know it. But I don’t think she’s ready for all that, and I can’t risk pushing her away.

“I’ll be right back.”

I go to the bathroom and clean myself up. She follows in behind me, turning on the spray of the shower. Surprise doesn’t even begin to cover it. She has her hand out, checking the temperature of the water, but her eyes are on me. Her appreciative gaze travels down my body and back up again.

“You care if I use your shower?”

I walk over to her, pressing my front to her back. I lean down, kissing the side of her neck, and already my dick starts to harden. “That depends. You going to let me join you?”

She steps into the shower and looks at me over her shoulder. “Sure, I mean, we should probably try to conserve water.”

I follow behind her, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her against me. Everything about this just feels right, and I don’t want it to end. I slide my hands around her, one arm around her waist and one across her chest.

She wiggles her ass against me, and I kiss her neck. “Don’t tempt me, Lily. I want that ass too. I want all of you.”

She sucks in a breath before turning around and sliding her hands around my neck. “I’ve never—”

She cuts herself off and bites on her lip almost nervously. I reach up, smoothing my finger across her lip. “It’s okay, Lily. I’m happy with whatever you want to give me.”

She lets out a breath of relief. I hold back my smile because I don’t want her to think I’m making fun of her. The truth is, I will be happy just holding her in my arms. She has no clue how badly I’ve wanted to be close to her and now that she’s letting me hold her and feel her body against mine—fuck, it’s perfect.

I slide my hand down her body, plucking her hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger before sliding it down her thin waist and palming her pussy. “Now let’s get you clean because I want to dirty you up again.”

She nods. “I like how you think, Ford.”

I reach behind her, pouring soap into my hand. The fact that she’s going to smell like me makes my heart beat in triple time. I run my hand down her body as she leans against me. I take my time with her, and by the time I’m done, I’m holding her up on shaky legs. Fuck, I’ll never get enough of her.





Lilian





I wake up, exhausted. There were morning meetings to close out the conference, but Ford said since he met with so many people the day before, we could skip it.

I should feel guilty. I never blow off work, but I’m too spent to feel anything but satisfied.

I roll onto my back, throwing my arm over my face to block out the sunlight.

Ford just shifts beside me, and once I’m settled, he wraps his leg around mine and puts his arm across my chest, cupping my breast.

I clench my eyes and try to regulate my breathing. I don’t want him to know I’m awake. Not yet.

I know when we get back, everything is going to have to go back to the way it was before. I am his assistant, and he’s my boss.

But the longer I lie here, the more I know that I’m not ready for it to end just yet. I turn to my side, facing him.

His eyes are closed, and he looks so handsome. I can’t take this for granted, not a minute of it.

Even though I see him every day, I try to commit it all to memory. The once black hair that is now mostly silver and white. The beard and how it felt against my thighs last night. The feel of his hand, big and possessive as he touched every inch of my body. The feel of his hard abs and how they flexed when he moved in and out of me.

He’s touched me everywhere, and I want to repay the favor.

I turn to my stomach, and he shifts again but doesn’t open his eyes. I hold my breath as I crawl down the bed, taking the blanket with me. I position myself between his legs, his cock standing hard between his thighs.

I wrap my hand around his girth, and his eyes fly open.

He’s smiling at me as he bunches the pillow under his head and then rests his head on his arms. “Fuck, Lily. What a way to wake up.”

His voice is thick, and I close my eyes, savoring the sound of it. The dirty talk, the things he said to me, the way he made me feel. I don’t want to forget any of it.