My mouth is on her before she can argue, sucking, licking, and biting at her hard nipples.
She’s breathless, hands straining at the ropes, her body writhing beneath me.
“We really… shouldn’t do this,” she pants.
I chuckle against her skin, teeth scraping her nipple. “Like hell we shouldn’t, my soon-to-be wife.”
She glares at me, but I drag my tongue lower, kissing and licking down her stomach.
Pulling back, I remove her leggings and panties, tearing them off her within seconds.
“We’re two consenting adults, baby.” I press a kiss to her belly, feeling her shiver beneath me. “Two people who know each other better than we know anyone else.”
I spread her wide, staring at my favorite fucking view.
“Two people who are still very much in love.”
She gasps as my tongue seals over her clit.
A whine slips free, her hands twisting at the restraints.
I slide two fingers inside her soaked pussy, curling them just right.
Her hips lift off the bed.
“Ford…” her voice is a breathless whisper. “This… is… wrong.”
“Wrong?” I smirk against her soaked heat before sucking her clit between my lips.
She releases a loud moan, her thighs quivering around my head.
“Then why are you reacting the way you are? Your tight pussy is squeezing my fingers like a vice, Harper. You’re so fucking wet for me.”
“That’s not… what I mean,” she gasps. “We broke up?—"
“Past tense.” I slide my fingers out, licking her like I’m starving.
She whimpers, her body shaking.
“We… haven’t worked things out.”
I blow against her clit, watching her jerk. “Bullshit. We’re gonna get married soon and spend the rest of our lives together.”
“Ford.”
That’s all she gets out before I dive back in, fucking feasting on her.
Her moans grow louder, her body shaking uncontrollably as the impending orgasm looms.
“F-Ford. I’m gonna?—”
“Good. Come for me.”
And she does.
Her thighs quiver, her body seizing, and I lick up every last drop of her.
I pull away, wiping my mouth, my cock aching to be inside her.