Something Real (Whiskey Men #2) Read Online Hope Ford

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Billionaire, Contemporary, Insta-Love Tags Authors: Series: Whiskey Men Series by Hope Ford
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Total pages in book: 55
Estimated words: 51530 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 258(@200wpm)___ 206(@250wpm)___ 172(@300wpm)
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I barely get the words out then I kiss her clit. Her hand goes to my hair, and she’s holding me to her. “I’m yours, Ford. All yours.”

I feast on her with a vengeance. It’s been a little over twenty-four hours since I’ve touched her, and I don’t want to wait another minute to have her coming undone in my arms.

I lift up to push her back on my desk, and her legs fall open.

“Oh, honey, how could you even think about keeping this from me?”

I slide my hands up her thighs, and she’s mewling. “Ford, please… I need you.”

My hips jerk at the needy tone in her voice. “You want my lips or my cock, Lily?”

She reaches for me. “Both, Ford. I need both.”

I pull at the buttons of my dress pants and shove them down my thighs. My cock springs free already hard and ready to fill her.

I hold on to her, pulling her to the edge of the desk before positioning myself at her entrance. I’m only a few inches in when I press my lips to hers. I’m more forceful than I should be, but I don’t want her to doubt in any way exactly who she belongs to.

I kiss her like there’s no tomorrow, holding on to her neck as I violate her lips.

Her heels dig into my ass, but I don’t care. It hurts, but it hurts good.

I reach down between us, applying pressure to her clit. I need to come. I need to coat her insides with my cum, but I can’t do that. Not until she’s satisfied.

I pull my lips from hers. “Come for me, Lily. I need you to come, baby.”

She digs her nails into my arms, her whole body flexing as her orgasm shoots through her. I follow as her pussy spasms around me, taking me over the edge. “Yes.” I groan as I plow into her.

Over and over until I’ve completely marked her.

Both of us are breathing heavily. Her lips are red and bruised, and her eyes are wide. I see the question in her eyes, and I’m thinking the same thing. Did that really just happen? Did I really just fuck her on my desk at work?

I did, and I have no regrets. Not one.

She’s panting with her hand against my chest. I pull out and damn she looks good with my cum oozing out of her.

“We can’t do that again.”

My eyes fly to hers. I’m on the verge of flipping her over and spanking her ass right where she is when her hand fists in my shirt. “I mean, at work. From now on, we need to keep this out of the office.”

I let out a breath, circling my hand around her neck. “Fine. But anywhere else, you’re mine.”

She shakes her head. “No, Ford. Not anywhere else. I won’t have Ollie hurt over this. We need to play it cool. We’re coworkers… friends, but that’s it.”

I lean my forehead to hers. I want to argue with her. I want to make her see that she and I are perfect for each other, but she’s not going to listen.

Her hand comes up to cup my jaw. “Ford, promise me you’re all right with this.”

“No dating other men,” I grunt at her.

I’m not happy about this. Not one fucking bit.

Lilian

He just made me come harder than I ever have in my life, but he doesn’t look happy. If anything, he looks pissed off. “Fine. If I’m not dating any other man, then you’re not drinking wine with Tommy’s mom or dating other women.”

He shrugs. “I told you in Vegas. I haven’t even looked at another woman in two years. The only woman I want has her cum on my dick right now, so there’s that.”

I push him off me. “You’re so crude, Ford.”

He helps me off the desk, pulling my underwear up my thighs. I’m a mess, but he doesn’t seem to care. He pats my panty-clad pussy before bringing my skirt down to cover my hips. “It’s not crude when it’s the truth.”

He points at his manhood, and sure enough, it’s shiny from our release. I watch as he stuffs himself in his underwear and pulls his pants up. I’m biting on my lip when he completely covers himself from me.

“What? Were you not finished? I can put off my afternoon meetings.”

Licking my lips, I put some distance between us as I try to finger-brush my hair. I can feel that my lips are swollen, my body is aching and I’m sure it shows exactly what we’ve been doing in here. “How do I look?”

He smirks at me, obviously proud of himself. “You look satisfied.”

I tap my foot on the floor and roll my eyes. “That’s not what I meant but yeah, I am satisfied. I’m going to use your restroom to freshen up before I go back out there.”


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