My heart is pounding as my hand cups his hardness. I press my palm against him, feeling the faint kiss of precum against my skin. His moan goes straight to my dick.
Hudson finds my mouth and kisses me feverishly. The moan that escapes me is beyond my control.
I pull away, and slip out of my shirt. He watches me with rapt attention.
I unbuckle my belt and slowly step out of my pants. I hold his gaze as I get out of my briefs. My dick bounces free, and I have the strongest urge to grab myself, but I fight to do so. He told me not to, so I won’t. He needs to know I can listen to him. That I take what he says seriously. He needs to know I mean what I say. Always.
I drop to my knees quickly, knowing if I don’t do it now, I never will.
Hudson looks down at me, his kiss-swollen lips parted, his eyes glittering with interest. I keep my eyes on his as I settle my hands on the backs of his thighs. I feel his tight muscles, his smooth, warm skin. He watches me like a hawk as I trail my hands up and down his thighs until I settle on his ass cheeks, and that’s where they stay. I lean forward, positioning myself in front of his dick. The last time we did this, it was dark, and he was on top of me, and I couldn’t see much. But now, in the light of the hotel room, I can see everything in great detail. His thick, pink head, the veins running up his shaft. The glistening bead of precum bubbling at his tip.
I flick my tongue out to taste him, and he nearly collapses.
“Fucking hell…”
I chuckle, a grin splitting my face because there’s the Hudson I know.
“You going to make it, Huds?” I tease him. “I haven’t even started yet.”
“Maybe you should,” he bites, but it’s not cruel or commanding. I know from the tone, and the sight of his twitching cock that he’s just as worked up as I am. And something about that makes this so much better.
I don’t hesitate, knowing if I do, I will never do this and I’ll regret it.
I wrap my lips around his cockhead first, his precum spreading on my tongue. It’s a little salty, but not awful. Not like I thought it would be.
I slowly make my way up his shaft, getting used to the thickness, the feel of him in my mouth. He hisses, his entire body tensing. My dick aches to be touched, and I squeeze his ass cheeks harder, needing to take out my frustration onsomething.
The urge to start thrusting forms in my stomach, and I do it without a second thought. I’m nottouchingmyself. He didn’t say I couldn’t move, just that I had to keep my hands on him.
“Oh, fuck…” he grunts as his hands grip my head, fingers sliding through my hair. His grip is tight, and I can tell he wants to move, but he’s holding back. I have half a mind to tell him he can fuck my mouth how he wants, I’ll keep up. Now that his dick is in my mouth, it’s not as terrifying. I breathe through my nose as I start to move, building a rhythm. His fingers play with my hair the same way they played with the button of my shirt. Twisting, tugging, stroking. It’s relaxing, and my body responds involuntarily to the touch. I groan and take more of him, until I can’t take any more.
I stop as my entire body tenses and my balls draw tight.
Oh no.
No, I can’t come yet. I can’t—
My heart beats like a freight train as his fingers slide through my hair and he starts to fuck my mouth.
I dig my fingernails into his ass, trying to focus onnotcoming, but when he picks up the pace and I start to choke. I feel my orgasm barreling toward me.
“Hudson…” I cry around his dick, my words muffled by his motions. I can’t breathe. My eyes water and drool collects down my chin as he fucks my mouth, hard and fast. I feel every bit of tension, every bit of hunger. Hudson doesn’t go easy on me.
He uses my mouthexactlyhow he wants to, and knowing how much he’s enjoying it makes me enjoy it, too. Too much, I’m afraid, because I know he’s close. I can feel it in his erratic thrusts, in his rapid breath and his harsh grip. And so am I.
Shit, shit, shit. He’s going to come! The realization makes me tense, because the idea ofswallowinghis cum grosses me out, but I shove the thought back because I don’t have time to think.
Fuck! He’s going to come!
Hudson slams his dick into the back of my throat, and that’s all it takes. I barely have a chance to suck in a breath as he lets out a heavy groan and comes down my throat. I cry out around his spasming dick because Ican’thold off. My orgasm hits me like a brick to the chest.
I come hard.
Harder than I think I ever have in my life. I’m seeing stars.
Between Hudson spilling his load down my throat and my muffled moans, I can’t breathe.
My fingers loosen their grip on his ass, and my entire body goes limp. It’s like a weight I didn’t know I was carrying just…disappears.
