Placing one hand in his pocket and using the other to tilt my chin up to face him, he looks me in the eye. “No, Abby, it’s not out of my way… and even if it were, I’d still walk you home.”
There he goes again saying my name all sultry and smooth and a small moan escapes my lips. The elevator doors open and we both stand still, lost in whatever little moment that’s happening between us before we step inside. Ford presses number seventeen to get up to my apartment and we are both standing on opposite sides of the elevator. I swallow the lump in my throat and feel my chest heating. Somehow the air feels thicker and the ease that we felt this morning is gone and all that remains is an intense need to touch him. My body feels like it’s on fire after just that brief moment. It seems like he feels it too, because his eyes haven’t left my body. We haven’t said a word since we stepped in and as soon as the doors close, his eyes shoot up to mine. The sound of the elevator climbing is more prominent than normal and my heart feels like it’s about to burst from my chest as each ding gets louder and louder.
Two, Three, Four…
Before I realize what’s happening, Ford slams the emergency stop button on the elevator and closes the distance between us. His large hand moves to the back of my neck gripping my head while the other hand pulls my body flush with his. He stares at me, as if waiting for the okay to go any further. I bite my lip so slightly and as I’m nodding my head in approval, his mouth comes crashing into mine. It’s frantic and needy, like we’ve both been waiting for this since the moment we met. Ford removes his hand from behind my neck and lifts me so I’m against the side of the elevator straddling his waist. His hands move over my thighs and he squeezes as he thrusts himself closer to me. I can feel the wetness pooling in my shorts and instinctively my hips begin to rock back and forth to create some friction. God, everything feels so good, the kiss, his hands, the way my body is craving his. I’ve never felt like this with someone.
“Abby,” he says as he moves his mouth down to my neck and collarbone and then up to my lips again. My body is craving more of him. I’ve thrown every single caution to the wind at this point and the only thing I’m able to think about is the man holding me and the places I want him to touch me.
“Do you feel what you’re doing to me? This is because of you.” He thrusts into me lightly letting me feel the bulge in his shorts even more than I already did. His breath is hot on my skin and a whimper leaves my lips. It’s empowering knowing that I have the same effect on him that he has on me.
Confident isn’t a word I’d normally use to describe myself in intimate situations, but in this moment with Ford, I feel so completely sure of myself. I’ve never had a man so open with how much he’s turned on and it feels good. With one more soft kiss, Ford puts me down and grazes his thumb across my bottom lip before hitting the button to resume the elevator. My feet stumble back to my side of the elevator as I’m trying to regain my composure like I didn’t just experience the best kiss of my life. I’m still trying to catch my breath as I glance at Ford from the corner of my eye. He looks so damn good just leaning against the elevator wall with his arms crossed. We smile at one another as the elevator doors open and he follows me out and down the hall. Once we get up to my door I fumble around for the key and after it’s open I turn around and look up at him.
“Chase isn’t home,” I say softly, as he pulls me into the apartment and closes the door behind us.
I’ve not a fucking clue what I’m doing right now, all I know is my body is calling the shots right now and not my brain. Leaving without one more taste just isn’t an option. Kissing Abby was nothing like I thought it would be. It was so much fucking better than my imagination. She tilts her head back to give me a little smile,the one that makes me want to do anything to please her, and her lips still look a little swollen from our kiss in the elevator as she leads me to her bedroom. Shit, that kiss was hot. I’m proud of myself for not completely losing it with her pressed up against me like she was. And the little hip movements she was doing almost sent me right over the edge. I’m watching her hips sway back and forth in those shorts and all that’s running through my mind is the thought of peeling them off and tasting what’s between her legs.
I should probably text the guys and let them know I’ll be late, but fuck it. As we pass Chase’s bedroom door, a brief thought crosses my mind that this is wrong. This is his little sister and if he ever found out… fuck, I’m not even going to think about that.
Abby pulls me into her room and shuts the door, and at that moment all of my attention is back on the bombshell in front of me. She has this confidence about her today that I didn’t expect and now that we’re alone in her room, I can’t get enough of it. She’s driving me wild. I take a step towards her, putting one finger in the waistband of her shorts and pulling her closer to me. She doesn’t fight it and allows her body to come up against mine. Her head tilts to look up at me and I’m fucking lost in those emerald green eyes.
I bring my mouth to her ear and nibble on the edge before whispering, “Clothes off, Abby. I need you naked.”
She bites her bottom lip and stares up at me with a smirk. Hell, she’s just as turned on as I am, if not more judging by the devilish look in her eye. She steps back from my embrace and turns around to undress.
Gently taking her wrist and twisting her back around, I kiss the palm of her hand and say, “I want to see you.”
Clearly liking my request, she stays facing me but backs up a little bit until her calves hit the edge of the bed. She reaches up and removes her bra, allowing her breasts to spring free. Her perfect breasts hang from her chest and my dick pulses instantly.
“My God, Abby… You are…” I suck in a breath and walk towards her as my tongue runs over my bottom lip.
Her breath snags as I’m getting closer and I place one hand firmly on her breast, playing with her nipple between my fingers. Her back arches and she lets out a soft moan at my touch. My dick is already dripping and I’ve barely even touched her. I tilt my head and take the other nipple in my mouth and begin to suck, causing a whimper to leave her body. She pulls me closer to her as my tongue sucks and swirls around her nipple before pulling away to look at her again. When she starts to step out of her shorts, my pulse jumps. I’ve been with a lot of women, but I’ve never been so attracted to someone, so unbelievably needy for it. Abby does things to me that no woman has ever done before and even though there are so many reasons this is wrong, I can’t seem to stop myself and it doesn’t seem like she wants to either.
“You are fucking breathtaking.”
Standing in front of Ford Anderson completely naked should be my worst nightmare. Instead, I feel sexy and confident. He’s given me more reassurance in the last ten minutes than any man as ever given me, sexually speaking.
“Have a seat on the edge of the bed.” His low growl makes me throb. I’m never one for taking orders, but it barely feels that way with Ford. Somehow, this feels like he’s doing everything to pleasemeat this moment, rather than himself. I’m comfortable with him and feel safe. I know he could tell in the elevator how badly I’m aching for him. I can’t even remember the last time a man’s touch has sent me spiraling like that.
I take a seat, assuming he’s going to join me on the bed, but instead he kneels down and places his hands on both of my knees.
“Open up, Abby.”
I swallow hard and take a deep breath. His hands are roaming up my inner thighs as I lean back onto my elbows. I’m already soaking wet for him. The pads of his fingers feel rough on my skin and I’m internally thanking myself for shaving my legs yesterday. He pushes my thighs further apart and hovers in front of me.
“Abby, I said open up. I’d hate to have to ask a third time.”Oh, God.His voice is low and stern. Ford inhales and lets out a moan that sounds like it came from the deepest depths of his chest as my legs spread further. “You’re soaked for me, just like I knew you’d be.” He takes a finger and slides it slowly down my center sending my hips to jump at just that simple touch.
A sly smile crosses his lips as he lets out a deep chuckle. “Abby, I’m just getting started with you.” He licks his bottom lip and his eyes are almost black with hunger and they’re laser focused on me. Ford leans his head down towards my center and I can feel his warm breath as his mouth hovers over me.
A small moment of panic washes over me. I’ve never had a man go down on me before. Sure, they’ve gotten me off in other ways, but this wasn’t one of them. Suddenly I’m feeling inexperienced and insecure. Ford clearly knows what he’s doing in the bedroom and it makes me wonder if I’m not going to stack up for him.
“Oh. Y-you, I mean… you don’t really have to do that if you don’t want to. I haven’t showered or anything,” I say shyly, losing a little bit of the confidence from earlier and moving to sit myself up.
“Why would I care if you haven’t showered?” He leans back slightly and my face twists up, not knowing how to admit that I’ve never done this before. “If you want me to stop, Abby, I will, but if you think it’s because I don’t want to…” His biceps flex as he squeezes my thighs. “I promise you, I do.”
Do I want him to?It’s all I’ve thought about since the elevator. I’ve only been with one other person andthiswas never something that we did. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t wanted him to try this too, he just never did.
“At the risk of ruining this moment, I’ve just… okay, I’ve just never donethat.” I gesture down with my hand as I’m propped up on my other elbow. “My ex never went down on me… and I don’t know, I just assumed that it wasn’t something men enjoyed.” Embarrassment washes over me as I run my hand down my face.
