It isn’t as thick as the fur I’ve been used to.
I need to stop thinking that way.
“Jen—” His voice is husky as his thumbs work under the hem of my shirt. “—I’ll do anything to take it away.”
Leaning closer, our noses brush. I want to smell him. Absorb him into me.
Replace everything else.
“Love me,” I whisper. “I’m tired of pain.”
He tilts his chin, closing the gap between our lips, and kisses me.
Like it’s the first time. Deep. Tender.
His fiery touch, hotter than any fire or whiskey, burns up my sides to peel my top over my shoulders.
I know he’s seen me naked more times than I can count.
But the reverence in his gaze makes it feel as if he’s seeing me with fresh eyes.
“I have, Jen,” he groans, smoothing his rough callouses across my skin. “I’ve loved you longer than I can remember. You wonder why I stood by for so long? Because I didn’t want anyone else to take my place. I was the only person I trusted around you.” The pads of his thumbs drift across my tight nipples, sparking a shiver the coils into my loins.
“It was the only way I knew to protect you.” His mouth finds my collarbone, tracing the edge to the hollow of my throat.
Tears stream my face as I hug him close. “You’ve always been there for me. I never realized how much I counted on you until you weren’t there.”
Raking my nails down his back, I tug at the sweaty fabric sticking to his broad muscles.
I want to feel him.
I need to.
This beautiful man has stood by me at my worst, picking up the pieces every time I suffered.
He walked away from his only purpose to be with me.
Why did I mourn the beast, when everything I needed was right in front of me?
Pushing myself up, I unbutton my pants and start to slide them down over my thighs.
Hudson covers my hands, taking over the rest so I can step out.
He doesn’t let me down, instead tugging my knee over his shoulder to press his mouth against the place I need him most.
When he groans, it vibrates up through my clit and pelvis, racing my pulse to a frantic pace in time with his flicking tongue.
His pupils swell as he watches me, but when he slides in two fingers, my own focus aims for the night sky.
I ride his mouth until I lose my screams into the stars.
My legs go weak with the tremors shaking through me, and I collapse against him, clinging to his neck.
“Fuck, Jen. I just want to do that forever. Can I?” He lets me slide down his chest until my knees frame his hips.
“I need you, Hud. Fill me up until you’re in every cell, every fiber of my body.” Grinding against him, I’m so wet I soak through his jeans.
He lifts me to lower his zipper, freeing his girthy cock.
