Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 103(@300wpm)
After I took him to heaven in my mouth, Hudson had undressed completely, and then we’d made love on the big four poster bed in my suite. We’d dozed for a while until I’d become fully alert at the feel of Hudson’s mouth on my breast. And now he was making it clear he was about to offer his own oral gift in return for mine earlier.
My legs fell open, inviting him in, and I heard his grunt of satisfaction seconds before his tongue touched my clit.
Want slammed through me and my hips pushed into his mouth. He gripped them, pressing them back to the mattress, and he started to destroy me in the best way possible. He suckled my clit, pulling on it hard, and as I began to undulate against his mouth, Hudson stopped.
I made an incoherent noise of frustration and felt a puff of breath against me that suggested he’d just laughed.
“Hudson,” I begged.
He gave me his tongue back, this time licking inside me. I writhed because it wasn’t enough. I needed more.
Hearing my whimpers, Hudson returned to my clit, let go of my left hip and gently pushed two fingers inside of me. I was so swollen and sensitive, it was the most intense kind of pleasure burn.
“Hudson.” I bucked against him as he used both his mouth and fingers to push me to climax.
And then he stopped again. Just as I was about to explode.
“No!” I gasped in frustration.
And so it went, Hudson bringing me close to coming and then stopping.
“Hudson, please,” I whimpered, feeling tears of desire thicken my throat.
At the sound of my emotional plea, he suddenly braced over me, his hand on my inner thigh, pushing me open as his other pressed into the mattress at my shoulder. He brushed his lips over mine. “I’ll take care of you, angel. I’ll always take care of you.” He quickly reached for one of the two condoms he’d dropped on the bedside table earlier, thankfully took seconds to put it on, and then he eased inside of me. One glide, two, and that was all it took.
I shattered around him and Hudson kept pumping slowly in and out. His expression darkened and tensed with need as he controlled his thrusts and just watching him move over me, beautiful and strong, feeling his thick hardness inside of me, got me hot all over again. I gasped in wonder as that familiar need coiled tightly low in my belly and Hudson’s eyes flared with understanding.
“Come, Autumn,” he growled. “I’m not coming until you come again.”
I wrapped my legs around his waist and curled my fingernails into his taut, delicious arse. His thrusts came harder, faster. “Yes, yes!”
“Oh fuck, angel, come, you gotta come.”
His wish, my command.
I blew apart.
Hudson’s deep shout of pleasure filled my suite as his hips jerked against mine. He collapsed over me and I wrapped myself around him, luxuriating in the feel of his shuddering body as he came down from his climax.
Holy shit.
Who knew?
Not wanting to crush me, Hudson rolled to his side, and we clung to each other. He was still inside me. We kissed. Slowly. Languidly. Sweetly.
“I didn’t know,” I whispered. “I didn’t know it could be like this.”
His hold on me tightened. “Me neither.”
We lay there in silence, just gazing into each other’s eyes, in wonder. I hadn’t known it was possible to lie with a man like this, to feel so unbelievably connected in every way.
“Number nine,” Hudson eventually whispered.
9. HOLD ME :(
“I need to turn that sad face upside down though,” I whispered back, smiling.
“And add the word ‘forever.’” He rested his forehead against mine. “I’m going to hold you forever, Autumn O’Dea.”
A tear slipped down my cheek before I could stop it and Hudson caught it on his thumb. He pulled back to stare at me in concern and I shook my head. “Happy tears,” I promised.
Tenderness swept over his expression and was quickly replaced by something I didn’t understand until he kissed me.
It was a possessive kiss, deep and hungry, and demanding.
That and his look told me what he didn’t say.
I belonged to him.
And he belonged to me.
As we lay in each other’s arms, wrapped tight and warm and safe, I tried my best to push away my fears… because we still hadn’t addressed one big blue problem. That bloody great big ocean between us.
7
Hudson had ski lessons booked for that morning so he had to leave my bed to shower and change. I loved how reluctant he was to go, peppering every inch of me with kisses.
“If you don’t stop I’m going to make you late,” I warned, smiling dreamily at the ceiling, my fingers curled in his thick, soft hair as he trailed kisses across my stomach. My hands slipped down his head to his back as he came over me and kissed me.