“But it felt so good, didn’t it?”
She bit her lip, glaring at me with her horny murder eyes and refusing to admit just how much she loved it.
“Don’t worry. I’m going to make it feel even better because we’re done waiting.” I slipped my fingers from her and pulled out my dick, notching myself at her entrance. “I need to fuck you.”
“Yes.Now.” Her voice was breathy, need laced in each word, and all my self-control evaporated.
Without waiting another second, I sank deep inside her, groaning at how tight she was. How fucking wet. She was ready for me, all swollen with need, her cunt already pulsing around my cock.
“Oh my God,” she breathed, eyes wide and locked on mine.
“You had me hard all fucking night, kitten.” I gripped her ass in my palms, my hips slapping against hers with each punishing thrust. I couldn’t keep this gentle or sweet or slow. Not now. Not after everything that had happened tonight. “Watching you fight off your orgasm. Knowing how bad you needed to come. But I wasn’t going to let you until you had my cock inside you. Not until I could fill you up.”
“Ford.” She delved her fingers into my hair, pressing our foreheads together as she panted against my mouth.
“Don’t even care that someone could find us. Someone could walk around that corner right now, but I don’t fucking care. Let them see me give my wife exactly what she needs.”
She slid her gaze toward the open end of the hallway, her fingers tightening in my hair and her pussy clenching even harder around me.
“You love that, don’t you? Love the idea of someone finding you getting fucked against a wall. All because you made your husband so wild with need, he couldn’t wait to have you. Couldn’t wait to be buried in your perfect cunt. You feel how much I want you? How hard you make me?”
Quinn whimpered into my mouth, her lips parted, eyes glazed as she clung to me and nodded.
“My wife needs to come, doesn’t she?”
“Oh God, yes. Please, Ford.Please.”
I groaned low in my throat, barely hanging on when her pussy was rippling around me and she was begging me to make her come.
“Then do it, wife. Come all over my cock so I can fill up this pussy.” I slipped my hand into my pocket and pressed the button on the remote, the sudden vibration making us both groan. And that was all it took.
She moaned my name, her eyes rolling back as she came around me and took me with her. I captured her lips, slipping my tongue into her mouth as I spilled myself inside her, the overwhelming urge to say those three little words nearly choking me.
Instead, I swallowed them down and whispered how beautiful she was, how much I loved feeling her around me, what a good girl she was when she came for me. All the while hoping she could hear every underlying word I didn’t say. The ones Icouldn’tsay aloud.
Not yet.
Not when we were supposed to be temporary.
Not when this wasn’t ever supposed to be real.
Not when I had no idea if she felt the same.
CHAPTERTWENTY-SIX
QUINN
Ford:
Make sure my dinner’s warmed up when I get home.
Quinn:
Excuse me?
Ford:
Your pussy, kitten. Make sure your pussy’s warmed up for me. I’m starving.
