floor, then put my tongue on
his chest and licked under his collarbone toward his nipple.
He groaned. “At least let me take
you to a bed. If you keep this up, I’m going to fuck you against the door.”
“That doesn’t sound like the
worst thing in the world,” I murmured, but I let him lead me toward the
partitioned bedroom.
“No, it doesn’t.” He stopped a
few feet from the bed and pulled me into his arms. He nuzzled my neck as he
said, “But I won’t be able to savor you properly and I’ll forever regret it.”
He tugged the bottom of my shirt
up and over my head then reached behind to undo the clasp of my lacey black
demi-cup bra. When it fell off, releasing my tits from their C cup prison, I
wanted nothing but to press my skin against his naked chest.
But Hudson wanted to gaze,
mesmerized. “I imagined you’d have beautiful breasts, Alayna. But I had no
idea…” He broke off, his voice choked. He pushed me back until my legs met his
bed and I had to sit. Kneeling in front of me, Hudson flicked one breast with
his tongue, cupping it toward his mouth with his hand, his other hand wrapped
around my back.
With a growl, his mouth covered
my nipple and sucked and tugged with pleasing pressure. I cried out at the jolt
that accompanied his ardor, my cunt tightening. I clutched his hair as he
feasted thoroughly, leaving me gasping and near orgasm before he turned the
same attention to my other breast.
When he’d finished, he kissed his
way down my stomach. “You’re so responsive. I could spend all day sucking your
gorgeous tits.” He pushed me back on to the bed. “But there’s so much of you to
adore.”
He gripped his fingers in the
waistbands of my shorts and panties and pulled down. I arched my hips to help
him. “My shoes,” I said when my bottoms reached my ankles.
“I love them.” He maneuvered my
clothing over my high-heels. “I want them digging into my back when you wrap
your legs around me.”
I quivered at his sensual
instruction. Not a particular lover, I enjoyed the way he told me how things
would be, trusting that his way would bring us both pleasure.
“Lean on your elbows.” I did and
he bent one leg up then the other, anchoring my heels on the edge of the bed,
my thighs open. He sighed as he slid his hands up the inside of my legs.
“You’re so fucking sexy like this. All spread out for me.” My sex clenched and
he smiled, running his fingers down my slit. “You want me. Look how your pretty
pussy throbs.”
No one had ever talked to me like
that—so raw and crude. It was incredibly hot and savage and combined with the
repeated tease of his fingers brushing across my pulsing bud, it wouldn’t take
much to bring me to convulsions. As soon as his tongue replaced his fingers,
grazing me with velvet licks, I unraveled, throwing my head back to let out a
ragged cry.
“Again,” he demanded gruffly,
plunging three fingers deep inside me. My hands curled into the bedspread, not
sure I could take another, wanting even more than his fingers. He stroked me,
rubbing the inside of my walls as he returned his mouth to suck on my clit.
When I’d reached the brink of climax again, shuddering under the building
tension, he stretched his other hand up to my breast and tugged at my nipple
with his fingers. I came violently, thrashing against the bed, my sex rippling
around his digits.
As I lay shaking, I was vaguely
aware of Hudson removing his clothing. I heard the drawer of the nightstand
open and close and the rip of a condom foil. He shifted me backward on the bed,
giving himself space to crawl over me. Then he settled between my legs, his hot
staff pressing at my quivering entrance.
“You’re ready for me,” he said,
leaning his weight on his forearms. He aligned his erection with my opening and
entered me partway. “Jesus, Alayna,” he hissed. “You feel so goddamn good.”
I gasped as he invaded me. He was
so big. Not sure if he would fit, I tensed, knowing
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