“I love you,” I whispered before kissing him again.
“I love you too, Ford Priestley,” he said as he pulled back. “I think you were the only one I was meant to love.”
I didn’t think the smile on his face could get any bigger. My cheeks strained with my own smile.
“I found some lube in the bathroom cabinet when I was looking for towels,” he said, pumping his eyebrows as he reached under the pillow and pulled out a bottle of nice lube. I wanted to ask him when he’d hid it, but I didn’t really care. “It appears to be new. Either Reed likes to keep the whole house stocked for his own needs or he is very hospitable to all his guests.”
“Does it really matter why it’s there?” I raised brow.
“Not a damn bit,” he said with a deep chuckle.
I rolled him onto his back, kissing him deeply. My lips worked a trail over his scruffy jaw, down his throat, across the expanse of his chest. His hands were in my hair, combing through the strands in a way that was so soft and loving.
His whole body shuddered as I licked up the underside of his hot, hard cock.
“Ford,” he said, sounding somewhere between a moan and a breathless plea.
His cock disappeared behind my lips, causing his stomach to tighten as his grip pulled at my hair. I sucked him hard as I pulled away, only to lazily descend again. Over and over again. Keeping his body in a constant tug-of-war of pleasured torture.
“Fuck, Ford. I need you inside me. Please.” His words came out pained, and I resisted the urge to smile around his cock.
When I held my hand out to him, he fumbled with the bottle for a second before dribbling the cool lube onto my fingers. I moaned around his cock as I slid my fingers between his cheeks. His knees went up without hesitation, and he held himself open for me.
Fuck, he was so hot. Nothing had turned me on as much as Austin did. It wasn’t just his body, which I could easily admit was spectacular. No, what grabbed me and twisted me up inside was deeper than anything I’d ever known before.
I worked him open until he was blubbering incoherently with need.
When I released his cock, I would have sworn he was about to cry.
My eyes bore into his as I added more lube to my hand and worked myself. His teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he watched me.
“Ready for me?” I asked as I released my cock and gave him my weight.
He pulled me in for a long kiss.
“Always,” he told me as he broke away. “Forever.”
Fuck. There he went again. That about did me in.
I lined myself up, taking my time as I pressed into him. He wiggled under me, moaning when I fed him another inch.
My hips met his ass and I released a long breath. He was so hot and so tightly wrapped around me that I would have sworn I’d never felt anything better than being inside of him.
His hands pressed into my lower back, fingers digging in, holding onto me and urging me to move at the same time.
Our bodies separated and came back together in near-synchronized waves. His lips were soft on mine, and the kisses all blurred into one. I got lost in his body. In him. In us.
I became all too aware of the rhythm of our hearts beating together.
I was mesmerized by how his body came alive for me. Intoxicated by the way he drove me wild with everything he did.
The world fell away as I rocked into him, driving him higher and higher with every thrust. My name spilled from his lips over and over again, until I took his mouth with mine.
“I want to ride you,” he said, pushing me off of him before I had a chance to adjust us.
Rolling onto my back, I watched with greedy eyes as he straddled me. His teeth sunk into his bottom lip as he reached around and lined me up, and when his tight heat enveloped me again, I couldn’t hold back a moan.
His body was made for me. We fit together in a way that I never even knew was possible.
