Hudson (13 page)

“Maybe but I always survive it.” 

Around and around, his brain took him, and he repeatedly
forced it to detour away from the solution best for
him
.  The solution
he wanted more than he’d ever wanted anything before. 

In the end, it was the
moment
he focused on. 
Anything further out was impossible with the need for this woman riding him
hard.  For months, he’d been unable to find a solution to what he called “the
Brie dilemma” and as far as he was concerned, it could wait a little longer.

Nudging her face up, he stared at her.  “I want you.  That’s
all I know.  I want you
bad
.”

The choice between remaining alone or taking whatever Hudson
could give her
right now
was a no-brainer.  She would try her damnedest
to avoid falling in love with him.  If she fell and he broke her heart, she’d
glue the pieces back together.  Always, she’d have the memories.

“Alright.” 

Before she finished saying the word, Hudson had her in his
arms, his mouth covering hers.  He wasn’t giving her one more second to think. 

Thinking was the fucking enemy.
 

He gripped her ass and sealed her to his body.  He wanted to
take it slow because he knew he came on strong.  She wasn’t like most of the
women he dated or fucked.  She had no clue what she was signing up for. 

Walking backwards, he took her into the living room and sat
in the large chair.  He guided her down on his lap, cradled her head in the
bend of one arm, and used the other to push back her curls.

In this light, the dark blue of her eyes and length of her
lashes were incredible.  

Stroking his palm along the outside of one breast, he asked
gently, “Tell me honestly, Brie…do you want me to leave you covered?  I want
you to feel pleasure – not nervousness.”

Unwelcome tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and
into her hair as she nodded. 

“It’s alright.  Don’t cry.”  He pulled her up and hugged her
while he rubbed her back. 

She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and straddled
his lap.  He inhaled sharply.  With a deep breath, she sat back and she trailed
her hands up to his shoulders and over his chest.  Her eyes focused intently on
the way she touched him. 

Both palms flowed down the center of his torso and she
pressed, her lips slightly parted.  The pulse in her neck beat hard and fast. 
Letting her hands slide apart, she cupped his sides and stroked back up to
examine his pecs, scratching lightly with her short nails. 

“Brie, if you don’t stop, I’m going to have you stripped and
fucked within three minutes.”

She blinked.  “Hudson…?”

“Yes?”

“I like touching you.  I want to touch you
more
.”

His hands clenched hard on her hips.  “Fuck it.  We’ll go
slow next time.” 

Hudson stood and took Brie with him.  She wrapped her legs
around his waist and he took long strides to her room where he tossed her on the
bed. 

Her sneakers, socks, and jeans were gone in under a minute.

He tried not to focus on the green silk panties that formed
to her like a layer of skin or the head to toe golden flesh he planned to know
up close and personal very soon. 

Lifting her into a sitting position, Hudson took her shirt
and tank tops, leaving the bra that matched her panties.  He lightly cupped the
sides of breasts that must have made her a target for every penis in her town
since the day they showed up. 

He took her lips as he unbuttoned the top two buttons and started
to pull his shirt up his body.  He thought she was reaching to help take it off
but flattened her palms on him with a low moan. 

Brie kneaded his skin like a fucking
kitten
and every
nerve in his body fired to life as he broke the kiss and ripped the material
over his head.

A firm grip on the hair at the back of her head; he held her
still for an all-out assault on her mouth while he worked to remove his shoes
with the other hand.  He managed to get his wallet from his back pocket and
throw a condom on the bed beside her. 

When he reached for his belt, she pushed his hands away and
dragged the leather through the buckle.  The tips of her fingers slipped into
the waist of his jeans to unbutton him, brushed the head of his dick, and he
thought he was going to embarrass himself.  Lowering the zipper with one hand,
she used the other to stroke him. 

“Hudson, now. 
Now
.  I need you inside me.” 

He growled as Brie shoved his jeans and boxer briefs to his
hips and ran both hands over his cock and balls.  Her touch was careful and
unsure but her need and enthusiasm were obvious and infectious.  It ramped his
own need to a fever pitch he’d never experienced with anyone other than Natalia
and never in “vanilla” pursuits. 

Placing his hand in the center of her chest, he forced her
to lay back on the bed.  He traced the band of her panties, leaning forward to
kiss her smooth belly as he pulled them over her hips and down her legs.  Unlacing
his other shoe, he toed it off and sank to his knees beside the bed. 

“Look at this pretty pussy.”  Hudson nuzzled her inner
thighs, inhaling the clean, musky scent of her.  He gripped her ankles and
pushed them back, leaving her feet flat on the bed before he pressed her knees
out.  “Keep your legs wide, Brie.” 

He slid his palms under the cheeks of her ass and brought
her to his mouth. 

She jerked with a gasp and exhaled his name.  The taste of
her exploded on his taste buds and he lightly bit her folds.  Her slit was
saturated and he dragged his tongue through the sweet syrup gathered there. 

Blood roared in his veins and his cock throbbed hard and
heavy with the ache to take her.

Instead, he focused on licking away every slick drop before
circling his tongue around the entrance to her pussy and pushing inside.  He
fucked her and stared up her body, watching as she arched off the bed to the
rhythm he set but never moved her legs from where he’d placed them. 

With open-mouthed kisses from her pussy to her clit, he
sucked the swollen little bundle of nerves into his mouth and flicked it with
his tongue. 

“Yes, oh god, Hudson…
yes
.” 

One finger penetrated her deeply and he laid his palm over
her low abdomen, feeling her womb spasm as her climax started.  Increasing his
attention, his strokes inside her, he shoved her over the edge and watched her
embrace the moment.  Give herself to the pleasure.

He dragged it out with firm suckles of the little bundle of
nerves and she bit into her lower lip with incoherent moans.  He stroked her
clit and he reached past her leg to grab the condom.  It was rolled on in
desperation as he stood. 

Notching his cock against the entrance of her wet heat, it
sucked at the head, trying to pull him deeper.  He felt lightheaded when he
leaned over her body. 

“You taste amazing, Brie.  Taste yourself so you know why I
plan to have my tongue buried in your sweet pussy as often as possible.”

She moaned and lifted shaking hands to his cheeks, rising
slightly from the bed to get closer.  Tentative licks across his lips and then
she kissed him deeply, curling her tongue around his, and sucking it between her
soft lips. 

The shaft of sensation it shot to his cock had him thrusting
forward harder than he intended.  She inhaled sharply and Hudson pulled back to
look at her face. 

Her eyes were closed and she whispered, “Yes.”  

The words brought his life into sharp focus.  “Brie, open
your eyes.”  She did instantly and he told her firmly, “Tell me if I hurt you. 
Do you understand?”  She nodded. 

Only when he was fully buried could he think again.  He
stared down at her.  “Are you alright?” 

She smiled and reached up to stroke her fingers through his
hair.  “Yes, Hudson.”  One finger trailed from his temple to his chin and she smiled.
 “You are so beautiful.”

Hudson felt his heart thump hard against his ribcage and
took in the image of her letting him
take
her.  From her wild hair to
her bright smile to her willingness to please him, he drank in the sight, and
found himself lowering until their upper bodies were sealed together. 

Sliding one hand under her back, he scooted them both up the
bed and went still.  Reaching down, he pushed his jeans and boxers further down
his legs.  Brie helped by shoving them the rest of the way off with her feet. 

He was fully naked with her, holding her, and letting her
hold him.  It was a closeness, an intimacy, he wasn’t accustomed to, and he
would be lying to himself if he pretended not to be affected.

He
never
lied to himself.

She took immediate advantage of their new position by
stroking her legs along his and touching his skin wherever she could reach. 

His ex-girlfriends were greedy sociopaths.  They did what
they considered their
job
and random touches were not encouraged on
either side.  Business arrangements were cold and impersonal.  Not that Hudson
had wanted anything from them other than to get off.  He admitted that.

His relationship with Natalia was very different from what
he was feeling now with Brie.  He loved his best friend and they shared a long
and sometimes fucked up history but they didn’t really snuggle either.  There
had been times he’d attempted to and she always put distance between them. 

He dominated every aspect of their sexual relationship and,
as far as he knew, they both preferred it that way.

Watching Brie’s face, he knew one thing without a doubt…she could
easily fall in love with him.  It showed in her eyes, her smile, and her
touch.  Everything about her was soft and welcoming. 

She was open to him in a way no one had ever been. 

As he started to move, stroking deep and strong into her
body, he pulled her knee up to rest along his hip, and ran his palm up her side
to her face. 

“You look incredible.  You feel so fucking good.”  He thrust
harder and her breathing quickened.  He growled deep in his chest. 

“More, Hudson.  Please.”

One hand slid under her back to her opposite shoulder and he
held her firmly as he drove hard into her willing body.  She wrapped her legs
around him and closed her eyes.  Panting now, her upper body slowly rose from
the bed, and her short nails dug into his back. 

“You’re pussy sucks at me.  Trying to keep me inside you.” 
Brie bit her lip an instant before her climax took her.  “Fuck yes.  Tighten on
me.”  Getting close to her ear, he added a growl, “Make my cock slick with your
sweet cream.” 

She moaned and thrashed, clawed at him, her muscles locked
inside and out while he fucked her through it.  It held her for a long time and
watched her face, amazed at how openly she expressed her pleasure. 

When she came down, she lifted to kiss him again, her hand
sliding into his hair.  Small tugs as she licked and bit at his lips.  Her
other hand stroked his chest, scratched over his nipple, and he grunted into
the silken heat of her mouth.

Jerking her into his arms, he sat back on his heels, and
brought her hard against his chest.  He spread his knees, opened her, tightened
her further around him, and her head dropped back on her shoulders with a moan. 

He hit deeper this way and fully controlled her body and the
rhythm.  Wrapping his arms around her, holding her completely still, he drove
up into her body. 

“Yes.  Please
don’t stop
.”

He watched the impact of his thrusts on the upper swells of
her breasts and knew he was probably being too rough with her.  She wasn’t used
to it and rough sex would take its toll on her later.  There was no way he
could pull back now.  He had to mark her, give her something no other lover
would ever give her. 

“Hold me tight, Brie.” 

She obeyed instantly and his hands drifted down her back to
her stunning ass.  Grabbing a cheek in each hand, he separated them and pushed
them back together, stimulating the little pucker without actually touching
it. 

The sounds she made told him she felt the pleasure that
could be found there.  He had to prepare her for the fact that he
would
take her ass.  Burying his cock deep in her tight heat while he held her round
cheeks in his hands would be necessary to his continued sanity. 

Just as having her lips spread to take him while he fucked
her mouth was on his agenda. 

Her head came up and their gazes locked.  Her curly black
hair was everywhere.  She was naturally sensual, freely taking what he gave
her.  When her hands moved from his shoulders to his face, holding it while she
stared into his eyes, he almost came. 

Reining in his focus, he drove his cock hard and deep and
watched her orgasm rise. 

“So much better than I could have imagined, Hudson...being
with you.  Thank you.” 

The kiss she gave him held an emotional connection different
from any he’d allowed a woman to show him before.  In response, he held her
tight enough to steal her breath as he returned it.

The climax rolled over her like a freight train and she
broke the kiss to inhale hard, his name a chant on her lips until he claimed
her mouth again.  He didn’t fuck her as hard he took Natalia but harder than
any
other
women he’d been with and she soaked it up. 

Pushing her higher and keeping her there until her entire
body went limp, he knew there was no way to hold back another moment.  His own
orgasm felt like someone had his balls in a vice and then release, release,
release
. 

“Fuck,
yes
, so damn
good
.” 

They held one another, his strokes shallow as he pumped
every drop of come from his balls.  He lowered them back to the bed and Brie sighed
as the cool sheets touched her back.  He stared into her face.  They were
breathing hard but she had a grip on his shoulder and his hair he didn’t want
to lose. 

Hudson wasn’t surprised when she began to slip into sleep. 
A soft sigh and her entire body relaxed within seconds.  He’d never seen anyone
fall asleep so fast and it made him smile. 

Rolling them to their sides, he watched her for a long
time. 

He didn’t think he’d fall asleep, but he did.

The sound of the oven timer woke Brie from her nap.  She
felt pleasantly sore and a little sticky. 

The fact that Hudson was curled around her body was a bonus
she truly hadn’t expected.  Slipping from underneath him, she made her way into
the bathroom to wash up.  Clean panties and a shirt were fine to check the
roast. 

After she washed her hands again and gathered up her hair,
she took a loaf of the homemade bread she’d frozen from the freezer. 
Everything she needed for salad was spread out on the counter and she started
prepping it. 

This time, she heard him move up behind her.  Likely because
he wanted her to. 

“It smells amazing in here.”  His arms wrapped around her
stomach and he nuzzled her neck.

“Thank you.”  She couldn’t stop smiling.  “You realize it’s
just pot roast?  Nothing fancy?”

“Since I don’t believe I’ve ever actually
cooked
in
my kitchen – though caterers have used it – and my mother never enjoyed
cooking…I’m looking forward to it.”

She turned in his arms.  “You don’t have someone to cook for
you?”

He shrugged.  “It never seemed important and I don’t like
too many people in my personal space.  I eat out or order something.  Whatever.”

She grinned.  “Then you’re likely to go into shock.  We have
pot roast and vegetables, bread I baked last weekend, a tossed salad, and more
baklava.”

“You should give me baklava now to hold me over.” 

His face was so serious it made her chuckle.  She reached
past him and lifted the top off the cake plate, holding the base between them. 
Hudson took a piece with each hand. 

“You are a dangerous woman.”

With a wink, she put the dish back, and returned to chopping
veggies.  She could feel him watching her while he savored the dessert. 

“Spit it out.”

“I’m watching your ass in those panties.  I considered
dropping to my knees and biting the fuck out of it because it looks that
delicious but you’re holding a knife.  I didn’t want to risk it.”

“You’re sweet.”

“No one has
ever
called me sweet.  Not even my own
mother
calls me sweet, Brie.”

“My butt leaves the room a few seconds after I do.  It’s the
true trait I received from my mother’s mother.  It is almost impossible to find
jeans that fit.”

Moving behind her, he grabbed a cheek in both hands and
squeezed.