Page 105 of The Forever After Bet

Ford breaks out kiss and lets out a soft groan as I unbutton his pants, wrapping my hand around his hard length.

“Inside, please,” I whisper.

“I was just waiting for the yes.” Ford pushes my leggings down and my cheer skirt up. I reach around for his wallet, but he grabs my hand. “Are you okay if we don’t use one?”

I cover my mouth over his, nipping his bottom lip.

“You’re still—”

“Every morning, same time. We’re safe, I promise.”

Ford turns me around so my back is to the wall. I push his pants and boxer briefs over his hips, and he pushes inside me. I whimper with pleasure at the feel of him.

“I can’t believe we’re doing this.” I giggle against his mouth.

“You feel so freaking good, Hannah. You don’t know how many times I wanted to sneak into your bedroom over the break or drive to the bridge by the meadow. I even contemplated sneaking you up to my room.”

“I kept hoping your parents would go out of town so we could have the house to ourselves.”

Ford slips his hand up the front of my shirt, squeezing my breast.

“Ford, I’m…” I trail off, panting. He presses his lips to mine, parting my mouth with his tongue. I dig my fingers into his lower back, squeezing his ass again.

“I love you so much, Hannah. I can’t wait until you’re my wife.” At his words. I shatter into a thousand pleasurable pieces.

40. You’ll Pick Me

Hannah rakes her hands down my back kissing me. “I love you today, Crawford Cross. I love you tomorrow and next week. I’ll love you forever.”

Hannah covers my mouth with hers, and I groan as pleasure rips down my spine with my climax. I rest my forehead against Hannah’s as we catch our breath.

Hannah pushes my hair off my forehead. “Did you mean it?” She whispers.

“Yes. I want you as my wife.” I smooth the curls off her face. I kiss each of her cheeks, her forehead, nose, chin, and finally her lips. “We’re going to take on this world side by side.”

“I can’t wait.” Hannah hugs me tight.

I help her fix her clothes and straighten out any wrinkles. She helps me tuck my shirt in. There are a few wrinkles, but nothing too severe or out of the ordinary.

“I’m going to use the bathroom, and I’ll meet you at our lockers,” She says.

“Sound’s good. I’m going to use the bathroom, too.”

I peek into the hallway, and a couple of kids pass, and then it’s clear, so Hannah slips out. After about five minutes, I open the door and switch off the light like I’ve been in the room for a legitimate reason. When I come out of the bathroom. I see Melissa Ellis talking to Hannah. It doesn’t look like a pleasant conversation.

“What’s going on?” I ask, walking up and placing my arm around Hannah. “Is there a problem?”

Melissa chomps on her gum, blowing a bubble and letting it pop. “There is going to be if Clark doesn’t do the right thing.”

“Get over yourself, Missy,” Hannah says.

Melissa scoffs. “I’m Melissa. You—”

“Hey—I don’t think so.” I step in front of Hannah, shielding her. “Hannah’s my girlfriend. That’s not going to change.”

Melissa smirks. “We’ll see.” She pops her gum again and walks off like she owns the world.

“What did she say to you?” I ask, leaning against my locker.

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