I stay crouched in the water until he moves up another rung and his cock floats to the surface. I capture it in my hand and roll it between my palms.
Hudson moans. “Fuck, Willow, I have no restraint around you.”
He moves up another rung, and his cock is fully out of the water. Hudson grips the edges of the ladder while I grip his cock.
My eyes lock on his as I part my lips and slide him between them. I’ve been wanting to do this ever since I saw his eyes darken when I sucked the grease off his fingers this morning. And now his eyes darken again.
“Fuck.” He’s become monosyllabic, and I love that he can’t speak. I want to break through his rules and his barriers and show him what it’s like to surrender.
My lips move over his length, working it with my hands and my mouth. I float my legs out behind me and let the rhythm of the water glide me back and forward, dictating my movements around his cock.
The heat of the water makes me hungry for him, and I take my time, as if devouring a fine meal. Hudson watches me, the stars twinkling behind him, and he sucks in his breath as I glide down his length.
His hands tangle in my hair, and I plant my feet as I pick up speed.
“Fuck, Willow.” He pulls my head back. “I’m not going to last.”
I cling on with my mouth, refusing to let him go yet. I’m not ready for him to come either, so I slow down. And he gives an exasperated cry as I return to gentle kisses and caresses and flicks of the tongue.
He writhes against the ladder and thrusts into my mouth. But every time he thrusts, I push back with nothing more than a kiss to his tip. Finally, he gets the message. I’m in control, and I’ll dictate the pace and when he can come.
The stars move in the sky, and Hudson sighs and swears and calls my name, exasperated and desperate. He pulls at my hair and grips the ladder and jerks and writhes with every change of pace.
Finally, when I notice the goosebumps on his arms from the cold air, when I know for sure I have this powerful man who likes to be in control under my power . . . only then do I let him pull my head toward him so his cock does deeper, and this time I don’t push back. This time, I open my throat and suck and tug and lick until his body goes ridged then spasms, and he releases into my mouth as he shouts my name into the night.
18
HUDSON
Fucking hell. I have never come undone the way I just did in Willow’s mouth. She undid me. Completely. Now, she’s grinning at me like the cat who caught the canary. Damn woman played me like a fiddle, edging me toward an orgasm and then pulling back until I was putty in her hands.
I’ve never lost control like that with a woman.
But Willow isn’t just any woman. She’s gotten under my skin like no one else has, and under the lust that’s coursing through my veins, there’s something more. A longing in my chest to make her mine that goes beyond the physical.
As my body sags, I sink into the water, and the warmth stings against my cold body. I hadn’t noticed the cool air around me, but the tingle as my body wakes up has every part of me coming alive.Everypart. My cock stirs back to life as she bumps up against me.
Willow will pay for this. In the best way.
“That was incredible.”
She grins as she floats toward me in the water. When she’s within reach, I slide my arm around her and draw her to me. She tips her head back, and her eyes sparkle in the moonlight.
My other arm slides under her legs, and I stand up as I scoop her out of the water.
She gives a surprised shriek, and the grin turns to wide-eyed shock as I hoist her over my shoulder. Her wet breasts slap against my back, and I shift my hold to her thighs. Her pussy presses into my shoulder, and I feel the scratch of her hair on my skin.
“What are you doing?”
She wiggles against me, and I tighten my hold on her thighs.
“It’s time to get out.”
Her fists thump my back. “I can get out on my own, Hudson.”
That may be the case, but if I let her down, she might slip under the water and slide my cock into her mouth and leave me powerless all over again.
It’s my turn to surprise Willow and take control.
