“Fuck no,” I say as I push his pants down. It takes a couple tries to get them down enough to free his cock and he presses himself against me, letting go of my cock as I reach for his.
“No,” he says gruffly, moving my hand away. I tense, worried I did something wrong, but—
Hudson drops to his knees as he works to pull my pants off completely. Time stops as I look at him like this—wearing nothing but his long-sleeve shirt, his thick, veiny cock standing out on display. Those amber eyes full of absolutely unbridled lust.
“I missed you,” he growls again, palming his cock as he stares up at me with a dark gaze that makes my blood rush and my cock twitch.
Holy fuck. He’s so fucking hot right now.
“I missed you, too, baby.” The word falls out of my mouth without warning, and I worry he’s going to freak out or something.
“Say that again,” he commands. His voice is firm and smooth and way too sexy.
I swallow nervously as he leans forward and pushes my legs apart. He slides his hands beneath my thighs and pulls me forward, until my ass is suspended just over the edge of the cushion.
“I—”
“Say it. Again,” he demands, his nails digging into my skin.
“I missed you too.” I suck in a breath. “Baby.”
He smirks up at me before he grabs my cock and wraps his lips around it. My entire body goes tight. My fingers seek purchase for something to grab. From this position, his head is a little too far for me to grab his hair, and so I have to settle on the arm of the chair.
“Oh fuck, Hudson!” I cry out, already feeling my orgasm building.
He groans around my cock and the sound makes my heart feel like it’s going to explode. I close my eyes, unable to fight the overwhelming ecstasy as his other hand cradles my balls and starts to play with them. His thumb swiftly brushes the edge of my hole as his other hand strokes my shaft. He kisses and sucks my cockhead, pressing his tongue into my slit. I nearly jump off the damn chair.
“Oh my God!” My breaths come in fast and hard. He stops.
I groan.
“Are you okay?” he asks, and I see the worry in his face. My cheeks flush, my cock throbs, still in his hand.
I nod vehemently.
“I don’t know what you just did, but fuck, that felt so good,” I moan, nearly collapsing back on the chair. “I thought I was going to come right there—” I try to catch my breath as something shifts in his eyes. Something mischievous.
“Hmmm,” he murmurs.
My cock aches, precum spilling out the tip as this unfathomable desperation ricochets through me. I look down at him, at his wicked gaze, his perfect, pouty lips.
My throat gets all tight and my heart starts beating like a damn drum as I wait for him to touch me, to bring the relief I so desperately need.
He dives back in, squeezing my cock as he sucks on the head again. Once again, he cradles my balls, his thumb brushing the edge of my hole, hovering there as his tongue laves over my leaking slit, and then I feel it.
The sensation is like a touchdown tackle.
Hudson’s tongue presses into my slit, forcing it to stretch just a little to accommodate him and at the very same time he presses the edge of his thumbintomy hole and my orgasm wrecks me.
“Fuck! I’m coming!” I hiss, unable to control my voice, my spurting cock, or the way my entire body goes numb.
Hudson doesn’t stop. My eyes fall shut and I feel the same unbelievable high I’d felt after the office fiasco.
Like I am flying past the clouds and soon I’m going to crash. Hard.
“Huds…” I breathe out as he groans around my cock, licking the remnants of my release as he slows his motion. My hand finds his hair and I run my fingers through the silky locks.
“I—” I gasp, sucking in a breath. “I think I…”
