Uninhibited in Apple Trail, Arkansas - Volume 2 by Keri Ford Page B

couldn’t grab him back. Couldn’t force him to give her more.
    His chest was heavy on hers. His forehead buried in the pillow at her neck. She opened her thighs to bring him closer and whispered in his ear. “More. Harder.”
    He stilled.
    “I want to be sore in the morning.” And God, she would be. It had been months and months since the last time she was with anyone. But he didn’t know that. And she wanted him so out of control, so far beyond his limits that he would never hold back here. Not in this.
    He could have all the control and calm mind he wanted, but not here. He forced her hands over her head and held them together in a single grasp of his. He lifted her ass and thrust. Over and over, his hips slammed to her. Thrust after thrust.
    She couldn’t keep up with his movement. Her legs were giving out and desire was building until she was nothing but a ball of aching need ready to burst. He bent and sucked her nipple in his mouth, took her more and she screamed out his name, giving into her orgasm and falling numb onto the bed as he stiffened and groaned, collapsing on top of her. His arms fell from holding her. Her wrists loosened and shoulders were sore from the position.
    His hard breathing filled her ear, chest pressed on hers as he struggled for air. She mustered what she could, flattening her foot to the mattress and pushing to roll him to his back. He didn’t budge.
    “Sorry.” He gasped for air. “Second.”
    She softened under him. And quit trying to move him. She wouldn’t tell him she was fine, but that it sounded like he needed on his back for more air. The hot breath escaping his mouth fanned over her shoulder and chest. She wrapped her arms around his head and combed her nails through his hair and just lay there, soaking it in.
    The feel of his hot body covering her. Mike, too boneless to move and heart pounding on hers. She pulled it all in, afraid this moment might shatter and be gone. He rolled to his side, pulling her with him and jerking the top blanket around them.
    He kept her close to his side and kissed her forehead. “Thank you.”
    She smiled. “Thank you . You did all the work there.”
    A chuckle rumbled through his chest. “Actually, I don’t think I did.” His hand slid down her back. “You’re the only woman who ever pushes me so far.”
    “You need the pushing.”
    “I do.” He stilled. His body softened. Breath deepened. “Will again.”
    She glanced up and saw his eyes closed, lips parting as sleep took him under. She stretched and kissed him.
    She’d done a very stupid thing this week.
    She’d gone and fallen in love with him.
    Maybe always had to some degree, but had never allowed herself to feel it. And she prayed and hoped she’d be able to keep him.

Chapter Eleven

    Mike shifted papers from the inbox, sorted, sacked and seemed to do it all over again before finally just picking a stack and tearing through it until the last of that pile was finished and in his outbox for Mary Sue or Tiffany to take from there.
    He glanced at his watch and saw it was nearly lunch. He lifted his phone and dialed into the front office.
    Tiffany picked up midway through the second ring. “Wha’cha need, boss?”
    A lot of answers to that question came to mind, but he bit those back. “A lunch date. What do you say?” There was a long pause on the line that left him to wonder if they’d been disconnected. “Tiffany?”
    “Um, thanks for the offer, but I’ll pass.”
    He frowned and slouched, thankful the door was shut so she couldn’t see his disappointment. “Already made plans with Mary Sue? That was nice of you, though I would have rather taken you somewhere.”
    “No, I don’t… I’ll be there in your office in a second.”
    He hung up the phone, not liking the way her careful words were settling in his gut. Before he could consider it further, his door opened and she slipped in, quietly shutting the door behind her. She approached his desk. Her fingers were