Ford started licking down his neck and then down across his stomach, moving further down until he pushed Sawyer’s legs apart and got between them.
Ford lifted his hard cock from where it rested on his abs and held Sawyer’s gaze as he brought it to his mouth. Ford’s tongue flicked out and swiped across the head of his cock, lapping up the precum. Sawyer groaned at the feeling and the look in Ford’s eyes. Next thing he knew, Ford had his cock buried in his warm, wet mouth and was sucking on it.
The feel of Ford’s tongue gliding over the head of his cock, the way he held Sawyer’s gaze as he took more and more of his cock into his mouth, sucking gently, and licking him with his tongue drove him just as crazy as he loved to make Ford.
“Fuck. Fuck. Ford, please.” Sawyer’s back arched.
Ford pulled off his cock and moved down, licking at his balls. Sawyer knew where Ford was going, so he pulled his legs back giving him complete access. Ford moved down from his balls to his ass. Then Sawyer felt it, the wet tickle of Ford’s tongue licking up and down his crack. Sawyer groaned at the feeling, loving every moment of it.
Ford’s mouth locked around his hole, and he slowly began to lick at it. He could feel Ford’s tongue pressing against his entrance, attempting to breach it. Sawyer breathed in and let it out while trying to relax and allow Ford’s tongue in.
“Oh fuck.” Sawyer groaned once Ford’s tongue slipped in and he began to fuck him with it. “Ahh! Fuck! Yeah! Fuck!” Sawyer bit his lips, his hands clutching the blanket.
Ford pushed into Sawyer’s hole with his tongue and began to lick and suck at his hole, working more and more inside him. then he pulled back and replaced his tongue with a finger. Ford twisted his digit around until he brushed across his prostate.
“I think I want to stay right here,” Ford purred. “Look at how much you squirm when my tongue is inside of you.”
“God. Fuck,” Sawyer cursed. He was close. So close.
Ford worked his hole, all the while stroking his cock. Sawyer’s groans grew louder as Ford ate him out like he was the last meal before a three day fast.
“Fuck! I’m gonna come! I’m gonna come! Ford! Fuck!”
He knew he couldn’t hold out any longer. The orgasm seemed to start deep inside him, and Sawyer felt it travel up into his balls and finally up the shaft of his cock.
When he was no longer panting, he pulled Ford up and slammed their lips together. The taste of Ford’s lips only made the orgasm better. Their tongues tangled, their breaths mere gasps.
Sawyer held Ford to him and that was how they fell asleep. When they woke up later, they ordered room service and picked up where they left off.
25
Ford
They’d been back from vacation for almost two weeks, and the kids seemed to have settled back down. Callum was finally sleeping through the night again. If anyone told him toddlers didn’t know what was going on, he would advise them to go and get checked out immediately. Cal seemed to know when things weren’t quite right, and he got fussier.
Gavin was doing better, and Ford had kept up with the school, making sure everything that happened didn’t have him regressing. Plus, he’d given the school counselor a heads up, and Gavin now saw him once a week. Savie had made a friend, Lexie, and finally invited her over. Ford had already met the girl's mom, and he liked her.
Sometimes it hit him all over again how crazy it was that this was his life.
He was about to take a drink of his water when his phone dinged with a text message. He looked at the screen to see that it was his mom wanting to know if they needed anything from the grocery store.
Callum's schedule was also back to normal. Before, Ford had been bringing him to work with him or leaving the toddler at home with Sawyer, but he was now back with Barbara during the day.
Mom: Running out to the store. Do you need anything?
Ford: Pull ups. Ice Cream (cookie dough and rocky road). Could you make dinner, pretty please?
He added a smiley face for good measure.
Ford made a mental note to do better on Callum’s potty training. They’d bought the potty, but with everything happening, pull ups seemed easier. Their little dude was a little behind on that.
Ford bit his lips and scrunched his nose trying to imagine their pantry and think about what else they needed.
Mom: Like I can say no to that. I’ll pick up everything. Is that all you need?
He snorted at the eye-roll emoji even though he knew his mom really didn’t mind. Ford knew she loved every moment of being a grandma.
Ford: Yes, Mom. Actually, some bread and peanut butter would be good, as well.
Ford set his phone down and turned back to the computer, sighing at the number of emails waiting for replies. He was impatient to receive an answer from the influencer they wanted to use as the face of the resort, a former Amber Falls resident and a Winter Olympics bronze medalist who would be the perfect representative to toss Amber Falls into the international spotlight. Also, they still hadn’t heard back from the interior designer that Sawyer wanted to use. Ford opened his email first to find a generic ‘out of office’ reply.
The next one he tackled was in regards to the three empty storefronts on Main Street they’d just purchased, and Ford still needed to finalize the details on those.
After typing the last email, he glanced at his watch. It’d been a couple of hours since lunch, and he was done with everything he had to do at the office today.
“I could go home…” He looked around the office that had once been Sawyer’s and was now mostly his.
