Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54817 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54817 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
“Of course not! I just feel foolish. I invested a lot in that relationship. I even gave him my virginity and now, I just feel really stupid because he easily cut me out of his life and ghosted me. I’m realizing that I helped him do that, because I didn’t insist on him making me a complete part of his life.”
“You’re not stupid, Grace. You just loved and trusted a man and instead of manning up and telling you what was going on, he hurt you. I can’t imagine what was going on in his head. Vector, in my experience, is a good guy. Clearly, how he treated you was not good. I will tell you I’m glad it happened, because if he hadn’t fucked up, you wouldn’t be here with me and for that I might just send him a thank-you card.”
I slap him playfully on the shoulder. “You will not.”
“I just might. Does Hallmark make thank-you-for-being-an-asshole cards?”
I giggle, shaking my head. “Probably not.”
“Well, they should. Now, I have one more question. Are you telling me—without telling me—that you lost your virginity on that damn blanket I had dinner with you and Asher on?”
“Uh, well yeah.”
“If it was here, I’d burn the damn thing and send the ashes back to Vector with the you’re-an-asshole card.”
“Well, it’s a good thing it’s not here. Vector is okay. You said he offered to help you find me, which is more than I would expect from him. I honestly wish him and Sloane well. I can forgive him for hurting me, but I don’t have to forget it, you know?”
“I do. I’m going to go grab a blanket off our bed and tomorrow we’ll go shopping for a new one that is special to us.”
“You don’t have to do that, Ford.”
“I know I don’t. I want to. I’m also hoping when you’re ready to move to the next step that you will let me make love to you on our blanket.”
“You really are wonderful. Do you know that?” I ask him.
“I’m not, baby, but I’m glad you think I am, because I’m not letting you go. You finish up cutting that pizza. I’ll fix us a pad on the floor.”
“Sounds good,” I tell him, already turning away.
He slaps me on the ass, making me jump and rub the cheek. “Hey! What was that for?”
“You could have at least pretended that you didn’t want to let me go,” he mock pouts.
“I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you later.”
“Do you mean it? You better be careful, saying things like that just might make me think you want to keep me in your life.”
“That’s because I do,” I tell him.
“Good, now quit distracting me, woman. Go get the pizza together and I’ll grab the blanket.”
“Yes, sir.” I answer as he’s walking out of the room and stops to look at me. There seems to be a fire in his eyes when he looks at me.
“One day soon, you’re going to have to give me those words while you’re naked, and in our bed,” he croons.
He gives me a grin and then walks out of the room, leaving me shaking my head, and wondering if I’m brave enough to ask Ford to make love to me …
29
GRACE
I wake up slowly, warm and relaxed. Ford is curled into my back, spooning me. He has an arm around my waist, my ass is pressed against his groin, and I can feel the hardness of his cock pushing against my ass cheek. My body feels warm all over and I know I’m turned on. My nipples are hard, pressing against the silk material of my gown. Ford’s beard is tickling my neck, but his hot breath is feeding the fire that I feel burning inside of me.
I whimper when I feel his hand go to my hip. Holding me in place as he rubs against me. It feels so good. It’s then that I realize there’s nothing between me and his cock. I feel his shaft, hot and rigid and yet somehow soft at the same time. He’s rubbing it against my bare cheek, and there’s a trail of sticky wetness left on my skin. I take a minute to focus and realize that my gown is still on, but it’s pulled up, exposing my ass. I go stiff with shock, however, when I realize my panties are gone.
“Ford,” I whisper, my voice shaky and even I can tell it is full of desire.
“I’m here, baby,” he purrs, nibbling on the back of my neck.
“Where are my panties?” I ask, biting down on my lip to keep from crying out in pleasure.
“I cut them off of you,” he purrs.
“Why did you do that?”
“Because my cock was lonely. I’ve been lying here for an hour while you’ve been rubbing your ass against my aching cock. It took all I had not to slide inside of you, Grace. I want you so much my balls are aching.”