I shake my head again.“I’ll talk to her, but if she says no, we’re out.”
“And if she says yes?”Jagger questions.
“Then we all better make damn certain she’s safe.Because if anything happens to her, I’ll light Dad, Mercer Consulting, and Bryan all on fire.I won’t even care about the fallout.I’ll burn the entire world to the ground.We clear?”
Jagger nods, and Hawke and Roman follow suit.“Yeah, man.We hear you.”
50
JUNE
“Hey, how was your—” Ford slams his mouth against mine, kissing the crap out of me as soon as he steps into my apartment.My body freezes on instinct, too stunned to piece together exactly what’s happening.His grip tightens on my hips, and I kiss him back, opening my mouth and letting him take what he needs.
Whoa, there.
Ripping his mouth from my lips, he presses his forehead to mine and mutters, “Fuck.”
“You good?”I ask with a quiet laugh.
“Not even close.”His hands glide to the hem of my top.“Tell me Vi’s not home.”
“She just left to stay with Jagger.”
Ripping the top from me, he tosses it over his shoulder, and I push my messy hair away from my face while attempting to catch up to the sudden turn of events.One minute I’m watching a movie, and the next?Hello, horn dog.
Ford’s hands go back to my waist as he kisses along my jaw like a starving man.
“I take it you missed me?”I tease.
“Need you.”
With a smile, I tilt my head to one side so he can nibble on the edge of my neck.The man’s acting like he hasn’t had me in months.Not that I’m complaining.I actually love the way he loves me.Like it’s all-consuming or something.
“You’re mine,” he growls.
“Yes, I think we’ve both agreed I’m yours.”I touch the edge of his jawline and guide his mouth back to mine, kissing him slower.Softer.It’s not that I’m against a solid, animalistic, I-need-to-get-off-as-soon-as-possible interaction, but considering the fact that he was with his brothers before this, I’m a lot confused and a little worried.I pull away slightly, letting my focus bounce from his lips to his eyes and back again.“You okay?”
Nostrils flaring, he nods.
“You sure?”I push.
“What do you say we fuck first, talk after?”he challenges.
“So, there is something to talk about?”
“June.”The man looks like he’s about to have an aneurysm.
With another laugh, I spread my arms wide.“Okay.Ford.I’m all?—”
His mouth swallows the rest of my words, and his hands find the backs of my thighs until nothing but air is beneath my feet.Wrapping my legs around his waist, I let him blindly carry me to the bedroom.The mattress bounces as he sets me on it before climbing on top of me, his mouth never leaving mine.Not that I’m complaining.I’ve just never seen him like this.His teeth scrape against my bottom lip before he trails lower while his hands slip south.
“Mmm, yes please,” I whisper.
The familiar zip cuts through our heavy breathing, and he shoves off his jeans before tugging on my pajama bottoms and ripping them off me.As his eyes roam my bare skin, I press my thighs together, caught between lust and another dose of confusion.The old me would’ve felt uncomfortable like this.Bare and naked with the lights on and the sexiest man I’ve ever seen standing at the foot of my bed, studying every curve.Every dimple.Every inch of exposed skin.
Batting my lashes up at him, I bite my bottom lip, letting him have his fill.
“I fucking love you,” he grits out.
