Fractured from the Fall

The Exquisite Torture

"This doesn't change anything," she said, finally breaking free of his lips.

"What do you mean?" Ford looked hurt and confused.

"I can't break up with Grant, at least not yet."

"I know," he said with a distraught look. "But I'll take what I can get for now. I want you Lily, more than I've ever wanted anything or anyone."

The words made her weak in the knees yet his returned desire for her gave her a strange sort of brazenness.

"I want you too," she said, backing him up towards the bed until his calves bumped into the mattress.

She gently pushed his shoulder down signaling for him to sit on the bed. His eyes went wide at her confidence in taking the lead.

Lily pulled up her dress slightly so that she could straddled his lap and climbed on top of him.

"Are you sure?" he asked tenderly running his hand through her hair and resting it on her cheek. She leaned into his palm and closed her eyes for just a split second, then nodded.

Ford pulled her face to his and brought his lips to hers. It started out slow but as Lily thrusted her hips into his groin, he couldn't take it any longer. He tugged on her lower lip with his teeth and deepened his kiss. His hands grabbed tightly at her thighs pulling her into him.

He stood up slightly, taking Lily with him, then flipped her around and tossed her back onto the bed. His hat fell to the floor. Lily's breath quickened and her heart raced. Then suddenly he stopped and pulled his head away.

Lily let out an unexpected gasp. She wanted more. Why did he stop?

Ford looked her up and down and her pulse quickened.

"You have no idea what you do to me," he said. Then his gaze dropped down to her chest. He softly traced a line down her neck and the sensation sent chills through her body. He stopped briefly at her chest and Lily waited for him to grab her breast. That's what boys always wanted, to cop a feel. But Ford didn't stop there and Lily found herself wishing he had. Instead he slowly continued tracing a line over her stomach and down the ruffles of her short dress, stopping at the hemline. His finger moved in circles across her thighs. Lily arched her back in response to his touch. It was so gentle it was torturous and the torture was exquisite.

Then he slowly lifted her skirt and his finger continued upwards. Her pulse quickened knowing where he was headed and not wanting him to stop. She felt his finger tug at her underwear as he pulled it to the side. Lily released a sharp intake of air at his touch. She suddenly felt desperate for his kiss. She wanted his lips on hers but he had no interest in that. He wanted to watch Lily. He liked making her squirm.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Ford's hand immediately went slack and Lily jolted up onto her elbows at the sound of someone knocking. Someone was at the front door, and she knew it wasn't her father or Violet, which meant it could only be one person.

Ford looked at Lily and Lily looked at Ford and there was an unspoken acknowledgment between the two of them. They both knew who was there.

Lily scrambled off the bed and Ford jumped to his feet. Lily couldn't help but smile as she watched him adjust his pants. It was nice to see that she wasn't the only one who was enjoying what just happened. He caught her staring and his dimples popped making Lily blush.

"Come on!" she said shooing him towards the exit. He hurriedly squeezed through the window and Lily titled her head to the side, checking out his butt as he flew through the window as fast as his cowboy boots would carry him. Every part of him was near perfect, even from behind.

Lily leaned out the window and he turned to face her.

The sound of a fist against the front door came again and Lily turned in a panic.

"You have to..." she began, but as she turned back around she was assaulted by Ford's lips pressed against hers. Every time he kissed her in was like a chemical reaction ignited in her body. He pulled away and Lily felt dizzy.

"You looked beautiful tonight," he said and leaned in for what Lily thought was another kiss, but instead he moved past her cheek and brought his lips to her ear.

"But you tasted even better," he whispered and as he pulled away he licked the finger he had touched her with. A tingling sensation raced through her body again and pulsed in her groin.

Ford stepped back and smiled, his dimples popping and Lily could barely stand how hot he looked. Even now, after what they had just done, after how they were almost caught, he couldn't help but tease her. She had loved it all along, but what she hadn't admitted to herself, was that she had actually loved him.