Once my body stopped trembling enough, I scooted up the bed, earning a chuckle from him.
He was on his feet in seconds, staring at me with the very look an animal gave its prey. Yep, I had fucked up, because this man was about to destroy me. “You so fucking perfect, Greene with an e.”
I was so starstruck by the thick length between his legs, I was about to say that shit back. I became tongue tied when his skin was against mine. Something about the anticipation of feeling him inside of me.
His sweats and drawers were pooled at his feet before he approached the bed, planting himself between my legs. His hands rested on my inner thighs in the spaces his lips had just been, sending jolts of pure static electricity racing up and down my spine. Shit, I was stuck because I knew if it went any further down my ass would’ve been electrocuted.Shit, was that even fucking possible? Hell no, wait was it?
In the midst of my mental tangent. this man, shit, Hudson had climbed onto the bed and began feeding his dick into my center slowly, one hand holding my thigh in place while he bit into his bottom lip.
It felt like he was breaking me in two, but in the most pleasurable way possible.
“Sssss,” I hissed like a snake. Just when I thought he was done, shit, he wasn’t. He had more dick.
Once all the way in, he leaned forward, locking both of my hands above my head with one hand and once again invadingmy neck with his lips. That other hand though, shit, that other hand. He held me in place and began to rock into me slowly, but so powerful I could hear this fucking bed move. I heard myself teetering toward the edge. I was ready to lose my fucking mind every time he pulled back and dropped his body back against mine, his dick bottoming out inside of me.
When he finally let my arms go, I wrapped them around his body, trying to hold on as tightly as possible as he thrusted forward then pulled back, repeating the motion with no mercy.
I leaned up, kissing, slightly nibbling, on his bottom lip.
“Fuck… fuck.. fuck…Hudson,” I moaned, feeling my body begin to shake and the puddle between my legs growing.
“I’m about to, shitttt.”
“Let that shit rock, G.” He spoke through thrusts.
“Mhmm,” I cried out, feeling my body shatter like it had never before.
He came soon after, nearly collapsing on top of me. “Shit, you know I’m not done, right?” he said right after, short of breath.
I held on to him, scared that if he moved the moment would end and the feelings emitted would be no more. “Mhmm.” I don’t think I’d ever felt the way he made me feel and that was scary. After sending my body to peaks I never thought possible, we showered together, then he used those massive hands to massage body oil into my skin. I could get used to this, but I knew better than to do such. He lived god knows how many thousands of miles away and I lived here. He had a life where he was from, even though he was currently running from it, and I had a life here. Nothing could come of this but a cute lil moment we could both blame on the holidays and a weathered friendship that would fall apart as soon as he returned to his normal life.
“You know you done fucked up, right?” he asked, voice filled with the sleep he was fighting hours into the evening.
“How?” I asked, turning so I was now resting my chin on his bare chest.
“Because not only have you let me get to know you, but you’ve also let me feel parts of you that I could see myself calling home.”
“Don’t do that, Hudson.”
“Do what?” he asked, his tone confused.
“Say things like that when you know you can’t stay here. You have a life elsewhere, right? One that even though you needed a break from it, you still have to return to it at some point.”
“Greene.” He sighed, staring up at the ceiling then back at me.
“No, Hudson. Let’s just enjoy the time we have here.” I said that more for myself than for him. I mean, I was spewing this, but did I believe it?
Chapter 5
Hudson
Monday morning
She had been hurt before. I could tell by the way she talked about her son’s father. The last thing I wantedwas to add to that shit, but I couldn’t and wouldn’t stunt. I wanted her little ass something bad. Last night only gave me a taste, then this morning, I woke up with a whole ass frenzy going through my mind. Even though she clammed up on me last night, when I opened my eyes, the scent of her body wrapped around mine made that shit even worse. This was what, day three? And I was obsessed about everything about this woman.
“Mhmm.” She moaned the moment my lips made contact with the sweetness between her legs.
She thought I was fucking around when I said she let me encounter parts of her I could call home.
