The Ford Brothers Series Box Set, page 79
“Uhhh…Garrrett?” Wade interrupts.
Garrett’s lips stop moving and his eyes open suddenly, but he doesn’t move away from me. “Yeah?” Garrett says against my lips, kissing me again. I feel a chuckle, but I stop it.
“You don’t happen to have candles, do you?”
He turns his head. “Bottom drawer in the kitchen.”
His face turns back to me, and his eyes slide back down to my lips. “We should get back there before someone else catches us.”
“Okay.” I say, staring at his lips. He kisses me one last time before taking my hand and guiding me out of the bedroom. The cake is ready to go in the kitchen, and Wade is pummelling through the bottom drawer in the kitchen, trying to find birthday candles.
“Oh my god, moron!” Jack calls out to Wade. “We bought candles…remember? You were there!” he hands Wade a package of birthday candles.
Wade harrumphs. “Fine.”
“Anyone got a light or a match?” Dalton calls out.
“No, but there was quite a spark going on in Garrett’s bedroom a minute ago.” Wade taunts. Garrett’s face turns beet red. Wade catches the look and says. “What? It wouldn’t be a proper Ford event if Garrett’s face didn’t turn into a tomato!” he snickers.
Jack starts chuckling, seeing Garrett’s face, and then Dalton lets out a giggle, then Colton starts. Garrett looks angry at first, but then his face softens as he sees me trying not to laugh. He covers his mouth with his hand and tries but fails to hide his smile. I could burst he’s so goddamn cute. God bless Julia; she’s in the background, lighting the candles with a book of matches she picked up from somewhere.
Garrett sees the cake ablaze and starts singing. Everyone joins in who isn’t laughing. When it’s time for me to blow out the candles, I look at Garrett before making my wish. He gives me the Ford wink and I smile. I have a feeling my next birthday is going to be much different.
Chapter 43
Garrett
Well, I’m pretty sure I’ve made it up to her. The way I was such a jackass last night. But that’s not why I did it. I did it because I want her to enjoy her birthday party, and all her birthday parties, for the rest of her life, and if all it takes is one to make that difference, then so be it. The necklace looks amazing on her. It’s like it was made for her. The earrings, too. I had to kiss her. I had to. If one more sweet thing came out of her mouth…I just had to. And then, once I kissed her…I couldn’t stop. Her lips taste better than they did three years ago. They feel better, too. If Wade hadn’t interrupted us, and if we didn’t have a house full of people, a lot more would have happened.
I’m done with this taking it slow bullshit. Colton was right. Seize the moment. Handle with care…but seize the moment. After Missy and Jane left, it was like a big Ford house party. Nora had a few glasses of wine, and Wade, of course, got completely bombed. He sang though, so it’s all good. Nora sang a little with him, once she had a few in her. I had a couple of beers, but that was it. Colton and Julia cuddled by the fire, and Liz and Nora chatted together for a while. Wade decided to jump in the pool, fully clothed, and then Dalton followed behind him. Before I knew it, we’d turned it into a pool party. Nora even put her bathing suit on, and we went for a dip.
Wade was doing belly flops into the pool, and I kept warning him that he was going to puke if he kept doing that, but he wouldn’t listen. Then finally, we saw him do a nosedive into the bushes, and Jack went after him to make sure he didn’t fall in. After that, Wade sobered up a bit and did a few laps in the pool. “Hey, how come Missy left so early?” Wade asks. “I was hoping we could jam a bit like the old days.”
“Jane had to take her back to school.” Nora explains, flipping onto her back in the water. “She’s got a big project to work on.”
“That Jane’s pretty nice.” Julia comments, doing a doggie-paddle across the length of the pool.
“Yeah, and so obviously gay.” Wade says, blowing bubbles through his nose as he goes under water.
“She is not!” I bark. “She’s my best friend! I would know if she was gay!”
He laughs. “I heard that even under the water. Dude, she’s gaaaaayy.” He taunts.
I chime in. “She did have a female guest last night when I went over to invite her to come today.”
“That doesn’t mean anything.” I chide. “She has a sister, too.”
“She introduced her as her friend Megan.” I say honestly.
Nora’s face blanches. She tosses back the last of her wine and sets her glass on the side of the concrete walkway beside the pool. “Oh…God.” she says, and I can tell by the expression on her face that her wheels are turning.
“It’s okay, Nora.” Julia chuckles. “Why does it matter if she’s gay? She’s your best friend…that’s all that matters.”
Nora looks at Julia. “She’s seen me naked. We’ve slept in the same bed together. Oh…my…God.” She trails off, as if she thought of something else completely humiliating.
Wade catches on. “Wait, hold the phone…she’s seen you naked? Okay, you gotta tell that story!”
“No,” Nora shakes her head but there’s a ghost of a smile on her face. “I’ll take that to the grave with me.” She waves her hand back and forth for emphasis.
I sneak up behind Nora from under the water. She gasps in shock as I grab her leg and then wrap my arms around her as I stand upright.
“Hey, hey, none of that.” Jack warns playfully.
I ignore him. “It’s okay, sweetie. You didn’t know. And obviously it never mattered to her. There was a reason why she didn’t want you to know…and this is probably why.”
She turns around and looks at my chest. “You’re not stinging?”
“No, actually.”
“Yeah, hey, that’s a pretty cool war wound you’ve got there.” Colton comments. He’s got a pretty decent one, too, from when he was shot in Afghanistan.
“Thanks. Nora said that I should get a zipper pull tattooed on the top.”
“You should totally do that.” Wade says with vigor.
“Figures you would say that.” I comment, raking a hand through my hair, still behind Nora. I have to step back; the proximity to her in a bathing suit is a little unnerving. If I get a hard-on in front of my brothers, they’ll never let me live it down.
An hour later it’s too chilly to swim anymore. Colton and Julia drive themselves, Liz and Wade home. Jack and Dalton head home, too.
Nora hops in the shower, to get all the chlorine off, and then I do the same. She took her necklace and earring set off to go in the pool, and I notice that she’s put it back on after showering. “So, you really like that, huh.” I ask, taking a seat next to her on the couch.
“I love it.” She’s unconsciously fingering it on her chest. Noticing she’s got a bottle of water on the table, and it’s half drank, I offer her something stronger.
“There’s still wine left.” I say.
“I better not. I’ve still got to get myself home.”
“I’m afraid I can’t let you do that.” I say, my voice is low and sultry. “You’ve already had two glasses of wine.”
“I’ve had three, actually.” She corrects.
“All the more reason.”
She gives me a look. “Okay, Garrett. You’re going to break into your whole ‘what’s on your mind, Nora’ bit. That I can tell. And I’m not feeling much of a filter right now because of said three glasses of wine. So, I’ll tell you what’s on my mind”.
She waits for me to interrupt, but I don’t. She studies my face. “Now you’ve got a look on your face that begs questioning.” She guffaws. “Out with it, Ford. Quid quo pro.”
I lick my lips. “Okay.” I swallow. The look on her face I wish I could paste into my memory. Finally, after three years, her hateful, hurtful face is erased, and this new, loving, wanting, ‘I’m yours forever’ face, has replaced it. I reach for her cheek and stroke it with my finger. Trailing down her neck and her chest, I reach for the necklace, and I leave my hand on top of the bauble. My hand is spread across the skin of her chest, covering almost all of it. Her eyes close at my touch. I speak slowly. “I love you…I’ve always loved you. Even when I hated you, I still loved you.” I pause as she opens her eyes, a combination of shock and emotion veiling her face. “I want you in my bedroom, in my bed, wearing nothing but this necklace.”
Tears pool in her eyes. “I guess birthday wishes do come true.”
“I had a feeling about that.” I say, leaning towards her. She meets me half way, and our eyes lock. “I love you, Nora.”
“I love you so much, Garrett.” Her eyes are glassy with tears.
I kiss her lips, full, and then I tilt my head sideways, enveloping her lips with mine. With each kiss our mouths open a little further, until the tip of my tongue touches the tip of hers. Then it’s show time. Grasping her face with my hands, I deepen the kiss, slowly plunging my tongue inside her mouth. A groan escapes from her throat, and I let out a soft, involuntary grunt. I’ve waited…so long….to feel this way with Nora again. But this time it’s even better. It’s like we needed to go through what we did in order to get to where we are now.
Our first time together was on the couch, and for some reason, I can’t go further with her here. I feel like history is repeating itself, even though it’s a different couch…and a different house. Call me crazy, but I don’t want to make the same mistakes again. I stand up and take her hand in mine, inviting her to stand with me. Snaking my arms around her waist, I pull her close to me. Closer than I’ve pulled her to me in three years. She can feel how much I want her. No, really…I’m wearing thin cotton swim shorts and no underwear.
Her little denim skirt and white blouse is making me want to do unspeakable things to her. She snakes her hands up around my neck so we’re nose-to-nose. I lift her slightly, so our eyes are level. Now she can really feel my desire. Staring at her lips, she takes the cue, and kisses me, gently dipping her tongue inside until our tongues meet. Her hands rake through my hair, and then she pulls back. “This doesn’t hurt, does it? Your stitches, I mean.”
I smile and chuckle softly. “I really don’t think anything hurts right now, baby.”
She doesn’t take it as a joke. “Just checking.”
I walk, with her in my arms, to the bedroom. We kiss softly on the way. When I put her down by the bed, I tell her to hold on a second. I trot to the front door and lock it and grab the box of condoms out of the bag I bought today. Yeah, I took some hits from Jack for that, but whatever. I dealt with it. As I reach the bedroom, she’s still standing there, she hasn’t moved an inch. She sees the box of condoms and smiles as I toss them on the bed. “Rather presumptuous, aren’t you.” She comments, lifting a brow.
Ignoring her comment, I walk over to her and lift her damp hair off her neck, kissing her flesh, sucking intermittently, so much that I threaten to leave a mark. Her groan is a clear indication that she’s enjoying it. “You want me to stop?” I ask, knowing very well that that’s the last thing that she wants me to do.
“Did you get just one box of condoms?” she jokes.
I give her a throaty giggle, as I unbutton her blouse, and slide it off her shoulders. Her breasts are so fucking beautiful I have to stop myself from ripping her bra off. Kissing the flesh that’s bulging from the tops, I slide my hands up her skirt, and I notice that she’s wearing very sexy, thong underwear. “My my my…you dressed for the occasion.”
She says nothing, but slides her hand inside my shorts. I draw in a deep breath as she wraps her hand around me, giving my dick a sexy pump that I feel to my toes. Her hand is warm, and she always uses just the right pressure. “Oh, baby, what you do to me.” I whisper, sucking the flesh inside her bra. Reaching back, I unclasp her bra, and slide the straps down her shoulders, touching her skin with my thumbs on the way. As her breasts are released, I cup them gently and Nora inhales deeply, as if begging for me to give them the attention she wants me to give them.
Kissing her from just below her ear, I trail kisses down her neck, across her collar bone, and down her breast, intentionally avoiding her nipple area. If she is the way she was when we were together before, she’ll lose control fast if I get there too quickly. I inch kisses down her belly, and lower myself, so I can remove her panties, skating my fingers down her skin slowly in the process. She’s drawing in deep breaths as I touch her, trying to stay in control.
As I’m back at eye level with her, she slides her hands down my shorts, on either side, and pulls them down, lowering herself simultaneously. I’m fully hard and she kisses down the length of my dick as she removes my shorts. When they’re off, she stuffs the head of my cock into her mouth, giving it a good suck, and it causes such a rush of pleasure, that I involuntarily let out a gasp. “God, Nora…mmmm.” I whisper. As she licks the head, I rear my head back and groan. Then she gives it another healthy suck and stands up.
“I’ll enjoy more of that later.” She says in a sultry tone.
“Any time, baby.” I murmur, kissing her softly. Our tongues meet as we kiss deeply. Her hands are in my hair, raking through it, giving me shivers up and down my spine. Then our lips part, and Nora trails kisses down my neck, licking and sucking the flesh. “Easy, baby.” I chuckle softly. “No hickies.”
She lifts her head and whispers in my ear. “Not even one?” she asks, sucking right on my jugular vein, hitting a sensitive spot, that makes me instinctively grab her ass and pull it close to me, brushing her wetness against my hardened cock.
“Mmmm…oh, baby, you’re cruel.” I giggle softly while she groans as her clit makes contact with my shaft. “You like that?” I whisper, gently forcing her wetness up and down my cock by squeezing her cheeks and slowly grinding my pelvis up and down.
“Oh…God.” She breathes as her body goes limp, taking in the sensation.
I whisper in her ear. “Feel good, baby?”
“Good…doesn’t cover it.”
She’s so warm and wet…and her ragged breathing is spurring me on.
“I want you…inside.” She moans. “Now.”
And I haven’t even touched her nipples yet…wow.
As I release her bottom, I snake my arms around her waist and lift her slightly. Her arms go to my neck as I slowly lower her onto the bed. My body hovers over hers as I gently place my weight on her. “I missed you so much, Garrett.” Her voice is soft and tender. “Please don’t ever leave me again, no matter what happens.”
I kiss her on the nose. “I promise.” We gaze into each other’s eyes, and I kiss her tenderly on the mouth. Then I tilt my head sideways and open my mouth, kissing her fully, deeply, dipping my tongue inside, as my arms caress her body, locking under her. Our bodies are tangled together, and my hardness finds her wetness as she parts her legs. “Hold on just a sec, baby.” I whisper, as I reach over and grab the box of condoms. Pulling one out, I’m leaning on her in such a way that she has her head reared back and her eyes are closed.
“God, even when you stop, you’re still so good.” She mewls, as I roll the condom on quickly, and lean back on her, so her clit touches my shaft.
Finding her nipples, I begin sucking and licking them, teasing her wetness with the shaft and head. While one is being licked and sucked, the other is being gently squeezed between my fingers. Nora’s eyes are rolled into the sockets, as she writhes under me. It’s such a turn-on, and the friction feels great. “God…Garrett…” she pants, as her chest lifts off the bed. Her saying my name like that is fucking hot. “Garrett! Oh, God, Garrett!” she barks, and then her mouth forms a large ‘O’ as she finds her release under me, shouting “Oooohhhh!” about five times, before an, “Oh…God!” as the last wave of pleasure bursts.
She’s panting, and her body is rigid, as I kiss the fleshy part of her breasts, giving her a minute to come down from her orgasm. Her first orgasm, that is. If I have my way about it, there will be several tonight. She hooks her feet behind my legs and pushes my behind with her feet. I tease her by not helping, letting her slide me inside her. Our gazes are locked together as I enter her slowly. “God, I’ve missed that feeling.” She whispers as I fill her. My eyes close as her wetness envelopes my hardened cock, and I lean my forehead against hers.
“Mmm….” I breathe, feeling her tighten as I go in deeper. When I’m all the way in, I pull out slightly, and begin moving. “Oooohhh…Nora.” I whisper with my forehead still on hers.
She reaches for my chest, rubbing her palms across it in a slow, circular motion. I draw in a deep breath. She. Remembers. How. Fucking. Hot. That. Is. For. Me. My head rears up as I feel everything, all in the right spot. Picking up speed, Nora unclenches her legs, and lifts them, helping me enter her to the hilt. “Jesus Christ.” I mutter, feeling all of it. Feeling all of her. Our skin is lightly slapping together in the silence, as we’re both breathing raggedly. The bed is squeaking just a little, and I feel like that just won’t do.
Lifting onto my elbows, I slam harder into her, raising her legs, holding them by the insides of her knees. She’s very agile, and meeting me thrust for thrust, with her pelvis. Now the bed is squeaking happily, which turns Nora on further; the louder it is, the better for her. I can feel her tightening inside, and getting impossibly wet; her eyes are closed, taking in the pleasure, as she moans. Watching her is doing things to me. I’m feeling my balls slap against her rear, and the waves are coming on strong; it’s been way too long for me. It’s the same for her, too, from the look of it. I want to slow to avoid coming too fast, but Nora is on such a ride I don’t want to stifle her.
“Baby, are you ready to come with me?” I ask, in a sort of pant/whisper, leaning down to her lips, yet still keeping the pace, as I kiss her hungrily. She doesn’t have to answer verbally; I feel her body contracting as my lips are on hers, and she slides her tongue in my mouth while coming, throwing me over the edge. We climax together, as the waves of pleasure rip through us in a grinding, moaning, kissing mess. It’s the hottest fucking orgasm I’ve ever had…with anyone.
