“That was a happy sigh,” I explain. I don’t know what it is about Hudson, but I feel comfortable with him, like I can let my guard down and just be myself.
“Good,” he says, pulling me tighter against him. “So, I have to ask. How is it that some athlete you represent hasn’t snatched you up by now?”
Glad we can’t make eye contact during this conversation, I focus instead on my hand drawing circles on his chest. “Well, because they are athletes, probably. I put up a bigDO NOT TOUCHsign. Well, I give out those signals, anyway. I learned my lesson over the years, and my trust level isn’t all that high.”
“Hmmm.” I feel the rumble in his throat vibrate through him. “Would you explain?”
I shrug. Why not, when I trust him more than any man I’ve ever met? “Let’s put it this way. I tried dating athletes since that’s who I gravitated to and met through my family, but it turned out most men went out with me as a means to an end. They wanted an in with Austin, the agent, or Damon and Jaxon, the athletes.”
“Assholes,” Hudson mutters.
I grin. “I appreciate your outrage on my behalf.” I draw in a deep breath and let it out before continuing. “So then I tried dating a regular guy. I met him at the coffee shop near the office. He paid for my coffee; we shared a table and hit it off. I figured I was dating a salesman who didn’t want anything to do with sports.”
“And?” He tangles his fingers in my hair, tugging on the strands as he twists the long pieces.
“He turned out to sell energy drinks and wanted Damon to endorse the company’s newest product. Austin, as Damon’s agent, had already turned him down, but he figured I’d have more of an in, being his sister and his publicist. At that point, I pretty much swore off men.”
“You deserve someone who wants you for you. For all the special qualities that you bring to the table.” His voice comes outlike a low rumble, and the gruff sound turns me on despite the fact that I’ve just come harder than I ever have in my life.
“Care to name those qualities?” I ask, teasing him.
“Are you searching for a compliment?” He pulls me on top of him, and our bodies align, his soft cock beginning to harden against my stomach.
I let out a soft laugh. “What woman wouldn’t want to hear all her positive traits?”
“Hmm. Well, you’re beautiful and intelligent.”
Heat rises to my cheeks at the compliments. “Do go on.”
He wraps his hands around my lower back, his fingers resting on my rear end. “You’re sexy, you have a great sense of humor, and you know your worth. All things I admire about you.”
My heart softens at his words, and I know I am falling hard and fast for Hudson Northfield. “And you’re the first person to see past my family. The only guy who is with me for me. You don’t want or need anything from me, and I appreciate that more than you know.”
My lips slide over his, and soon he is back in charge, giving me deep, drugging kisses that have my head spinning and my body tingling with arousal. He pushes himself off me and rips a condom from the strip he tossed on the bed, tears into it, and rolls it over his now hard cock.
Next thing I know, he sits up and grabs me around the waist, positioning me over him so his straining cock is poised at my entrance. His hands grip my hips as I lower myself onto him, and his thick erection stretches me in the best possible way. I close my eyes and moan, rocking my body forward and back, waves of arousal lifting me higher.
My nipples pucker, and he notices, reaching out and tweaking the hardened tips with his fingers, causing me to clamp around him.
“Fuck. You feel so good.”
“So do you.” I ride him hard, but no matter what I do, my orgasm remains elusively out of reach. I raise myself up and down, but I can’t come. “I’m trying, but I can’t…” I groan my frustration.
His dilated gaze softens, and an understanding look crosses his face. “Climb off.”
Confused, I settle on my knees beside him. “What’s wrong?”
He treats me to a sexy grin. “Not a thing except we’re changing positions.”
I lift my eyebrows. “We are?”
He hooks an arm around my waist and whispers in my ear, “Get on all fours, sweetheart. I know how to make you come.”
I shiver and do as he asks, settling on my hands and knees. He comes up behind me, his hot body covering mine, his thick cock at my entrance. He pushes in, going slow until he fills me, and I suck in a breath as he bottoms out completely.
After pulling out, he thrusts back in, hitting exactly the right spot.
“Yes,” I say on a hiss, pushing back against him, and he begins repeating the motion. He is right; I will definitely come this way and fast.
