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He grinned. “Good. I’ve got more exploring to do.”

“Me too.”

His eyes darkened at her comment and she loved that she could do to him exactly what he was doing to her. Making her feel wanted. Loved.

Ford traced a finger so gently over her breast, like a breath of a summer breeze, and sent more shivers cascading over her skin.

He leaned over and licked, then blew on her breast to heighten the sensation. He pressed a soft kiss on her nipple. “Sounds like we have a lot of work to do for the next few hours. I’d better get started.”

Then he sucked her breast into his mouth, and she cried out again.

He played her body like an instrument, trying different touches with his fingers and his mouth. His growls and chuckles added to the experience, and she was sure there was nothing that could possibly compare to the feelings rocketing through her.

He dropped down her body, started at her toes. She’d had no idea that there were erogenous zones on her feet. Or the backs of her knees. Or the crease between her legs and torso. Or her spine.

When he reached his fingers between her legs again, she couldn’t stop the cry. Or the orgasm that consumed her with barely a touch.

Pleasure swamped her and when she finally was able to discover the world around her again, she found Ford above her, eyes dark and sparkling.

“There you are. Ready for more?”

She lifted a finger to brush it over his face. “I’m ready for you, Ford. Always ready for you.”

She glanced down to find he was already sheathed with a condom. “Next time I want to put that on.”

“Anything you like, Jolie. Anything at all.”

She let her fingers play, but she was ready for more. Ready for everything.

With a growl that sounded like satisfaction, he kissed her. Then he slid into her. Impossibly, her body decided that a third mind-boggling orgasm wasn’t out of reach at all.

He thrust slowly until he couldn’t get any deeper. Their breathing turned harsh and desperate.

She couldn’t form words, she could only remember his name.

And it became a chant as he moved, slowly.

Then faster.

Faster.

More desperate.

When she shouted his name, he groaned out hers, and they shattered together.

Chapter21

Spoils Of War

Ford woke when Hemsworth nuzzled him. He didn’t know how much sleep he and Jolie had managed, but it had been the best night of his life.

Jolie lay on his chest with her hand resting on his heart. One of her legs was tangled with his and he’d woken with a smile.

He ruffled the dog’s head with one hand. “Just a minute, Hemsworth.”

Jolie stirred and kissed his chest. “Morning.”

He kissed her hair. “Morning. Hemsworth needs to go out. Stay right there and I’ll be back.”