“Oh, my… God. You are…” I squeezed my knees against him while throwing my other arm over my head.
He smashed one hand against the wall while rolling onto the balls of his feet and lifting me even higher off the floor. Oh, my freaking God, he was so huge. Thankfully, he took his time pushing the remainder inside. My muscles ached, a white-hot rush of heat exploding deep within.
The man never took his eyes off me, ensuring I was okay. I could tell he was doing everything in his power to control his actions.
I pushed back slightly, tilting my head. Still taking ragged breaths, unable to fill my lungs. I’d never experienced anything so glorious in my life. This moment encapsulated the darkest passion. How could a man be so well endowed? The ache in my pussy gave way to sheer electric vibrations scouring over me like a wildfire of heat and smoke.
“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice now dipping dangerously low.
“Uh-huh. You are… Wow. Don’t stop. I need this.”
He chuckled, the sound floating around us much like the combined scent of our desire had been doing all night. “Yeah, so do I.” He was more forceful, realizing that I certainly wouldn’t break. There was a devastating eagerness to our needs, a moment where the forbidden aspect of what we were doing wasa sinful draw instead of a deterrent. Breathless, I clung to him as he slammed me against the wall.
I dug my knees into him as he rolled onto the balls of his feet again. His eyes were wilder than before, completely possessive. When he switched the angle, I was thrown into the sweet bliss of being in his powerful hold.
Through every breathless moan and the shimmer of lights clouding my vision, I was kept in a surreal state.
Hudson’s cock filled me completely, my muscles stretching. Every inch of my body was tingling as his actions became rougher, more intense.
The brutal pounding was jarring to my senses, but I was just as crazed as he was. My fingers dug into the muscles of his arms. With my nails longer than normal, I had no doubt I’d leave marks on his body. As strange as the private thought was, I wanted nothing more than for him to mark me as well.
And why?
To remember tonight. To be able to fade away into a pleasurable fantasy that had come true. All the nights spent thinking about him, wondering what it would feel like to be in his arms and it was even better than I’d hoped. Maybe this was a little too close, but I wanted more.
I needed more. Just for myself. No one else.
He made me feel safe and wanted.
With a heavy breath, he slowed his actions and the way his cock throbbed inside continued to electrify me. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” Even while saying the words, his face turned moreintense. His eyes hungrily scanned my face, sweeping down until his heated gaze was hovering on my breasts.
I’d never felt so wanted or so beautiful just from the way someone was looking at me.
His voice was gruff, but I sensed he didn’t want to put an end to what we were doing any more than I did. “Maybe not. But don’t. Just… don’t.”
When he lifted his head, he cupped one hand around my jaw. The hold was firm, as possessive as his eyes had been earlier. Maybe he wanted to say something. Maybe he needed to tell me this would never happen again.
I squeezed my pussy muscles before he had a chance to say anything. As I arched my back, his exhale was harsh. My nipples grew achy and tight and with my pulse continuing to skip beats, thinking clearly was no longer an option.
“Fuck. Fuck.” His dark baritone and the deep growl set my skin ablaze.
Very slowly he lowered his head until his lips stroked across mine. The action was subtle, almost as if it was a beautiful warning. As if he was telling me I could stop this right here and we’d never discuss it again.
But that’s not what I wanted.
As soon as I let out a soft moan, he cursed under his breath.
He crushed his mouth over mine and continued fucking me. The feel of having his thick cock inside was incredible. Within seconds, my body responded, a beautiful climax rushing into me. The kiss was earth shattering, but the molten heat in my pussy left me in a quiet state of shock and awe.
Every moan whispered was captured, my body held hostage by the intense pleasure. He slowed his actions, every thrust pure and deliberate, but when I needed more, when I craved him being rough and raw with me, he responded as if reading my mind.
Out of breath when he broke the kiss, I pressed the back of my head against the wall. I was exhausted yet so alive, crazed in my thoughts and actions, but who cared? This was my life and I planned on living it to the fullest.
Why wouldn’t I?
I had a crazy monster after me and from what I knew about the Undertaker, eventually he’d make good on his name.
Hudson narrowed his eyes, gripping my chin as he’d done before. “Don’t stray from me, sweet Valentina. I’m not finished with you yet.” He cradled me in his arms and suddenly, he was in a chair and I was straddling him.
