Kreed grunted. “We are. Get the fuck over it. And you won’t have a leg to stand on in the divorce because your indiscretions have been blasted all over the internet for the entire world to see.” He pushed her away from him, toward the exit. “Get the fuck out of my house, Bonnie. There’s no reason for you to be here any longer.”
“You are not pushing me out of my house!” she yelled.
“It is my house,” Kreed told her bluntly, blocking her from re-entering the kitchen when she made the attempt. “Your name is not on the deed. In fact, your name is not on anything I own. I made sure of that. So, I suggest you enjoy that fancy fucking Range Rover you’ve got while you have it.” He leaned in close, his arm braced on the wall as he towered over her. “Now get the fuck out.”
Corvus released me.
“I’ve got this, Kreed,” he said then pushed past him. Gripping my mom’s arm, he tugged her screaming and kicking out of the house. When the door shut behind them, my ears rang louder, my breaths too fast. I couldn’t fucking breathe. Why couldn’t I goddamn breathe?
“Easy, baby,” Kreed soothed, hurrying over to me. He gripped my upper arms and eased me to sit on the floor, my back against the kitchen counter. Cupping my cheek, he stroked his thumb over my skin. “Focus on me. You’re panicking.”
My chest hurt. Nothing made fucking sense.
“I don’t understand,” I choked out, staring at him in disbelief and shock. “Why…”
“Because it’s you,” Kreed said softly, his eyes warm and tender as they met mine. “I’ll always choose you, Hudson. Always. I’m sorry I tried to fight you on this before but…” He shook his head then leaned forward, resting his forehead on mine. “No more, Hudson. No fucking more. She’s taken enough from you. From now on, I’m giving you everything you want.”
I swallowed, my throat clicking.
“Including you?” I rasped.
He nodded. “Definitely me, baby.”
Chapter Fourteen
Hudson
* * *
I swallowed thickly.
Definitely me.
My mind still reeled, and suddenly, I was terrified something was about to go wrong because things like this didn’t happen to people like me.
I roughly shoved my fingers through my hair and closed my eyes, drawing in a deep breath. Kreed gripped the back of my neck and squeezed, somehow grounding me. Slowly peeling my eyes back open, I stared at him. When my tongue licked over my bottom lip, he tracked the movement, his eyes heating. And fuck… How long had I been waiting for him to willingly show me how much he fucking wanted me? He was no longer shying away from this, but still, I couldn’t stop the doubt.
“You’re not doing this out of some weird sense of fatherly duty, are you?” I asked, my voice raw.
Kreed’s disbelieving laugh had my chest squeezing. He shook his head.
“What?” he finally asked. “Hudson… fuck, baby. No. I’m doing this because I want to. Because while I’m terrified of coming out of the closet and I know the near future will be stressful as hell while I divorce Bonnie and the tabloids rip the three of us apart, I’m ready to finally take what I want. I’m done settling for less.” He cupped the side of my neck, stroking his thumb along my Adam’s apple. “And so are you, baby. You deserve the goddamn world, and I’m going to be the one to give it to you.”
Unable to help myself—and partially because I wanted to test him—I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his. He sucked in a sharp breath, and I braced myself, knowing he was about to pull away. But surprising the fuck out of me, he groaned low in his throat and parted his lips for me, letting me keep control of the kiss. Moaning low, I curled my hand around his neck, tugging him even closer as I plunged my tongue into his mouth.
The kiss was heated and frantic, both of us desperate to make up for lost time. I’d been pining after him for fucking years, and one taste of him four months ago had done nothing but make me even more fucking obsessed with him.
Kreed was about to find out just how deep that obsession ran. He’d just given me everything I’d fucking wanted—him—and I was never letting him go. My mother might have been vindictive and narcissistic, but Kreed was about to find out I could be so much fucking worse.
Gripping Kreed’s hip with my free hand, I tugged him forward until he straddled my thighs. A growl ripped from my chest when his hard cock pressed against mine. I thrust up, grinning into our kiss when he trembled and moaned. Sliding my hand up the back of his skull, I gripped a handful of his hair and yanked his head back then trailed my lips along his jaw and down his neck.
“You taste so fucking good,” I rumbled, and he shuddered, grinding down on me as if he just couldn’t help himself. When I glanced up at his handsome face, his warm brown eyes were hazy, the pupils blown wide. He was already so lost in this moment we were sharing together, and fuck, I couldn’t get enough of the way he just fell into me. It was intoxicating.
“Hudson…” he moaned when I sucked his earlobe into my mouth. When I grazed my teeth over the sensitive flesh, he whined, his hips rocking faster. I met him thrust for thrust, licking a path down his neck until I found a spot that had him arching his back and shaking in my arms. “F-fuck,” he choked out. “Hudson, I’m going to—oh, fuuuuck.”
He fell apart in my arms, his cum dampening the front of his jeans. I held him close, humming low in his ear as he rode out his orgasm. Finally, he slumped in my arms, tucking his face into the curve of my neck. I rubbed my cheek along his hair then tugged his head up. He blinked at me lazily, looking as if he were ready for a nap, but I wasn’t done with him yet.
“I’m not finished,” I told him. “On your knees, baby.”
