Lacey’s right, I do have the advantage. Hudson loves me. He would never force me into anything, and I know that. I’ve never felt this comfortable around a man before. I lean up and kiss him. I kiss him hard and push for him to lay down. I climb on top of him, straddling him. The heat of his body and mine is like a fog around us. I begin to rock against him, and I can feel his hardness between my legs. Hudson flips us back over, moving from my lips to my neck. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him closer.
“Hudson,” I pull him back up to my face.
“What?”
“I don’t want you to stop tonight.”
“What?”
“I want you to make love to me tonight.” Through the dim lights, I can see Hudson’s face, but can’t read his expression.
“I told you I wouldn’t ask you to do anything that you don’t want to do,” Hudson says quietly.
“You’re not asking me. I’m telling you that I want to, and I want you.”
“Ellie,” he whispers.
“No, Hudson I mean it.” I touch his face and run my hands through soft, shaggy hair. “I’m with the man I love, and in Paris. I don’t think it could be any more perfect. Please Hudson. Please make love to me.”
“Baby,” he pecks my lips, “you never have to beg for me to make love to you. If you’re sure, then we will, but you can say stop at any time, okay?”
“If I mess up, let me know,” I say quietly.
“You could never do anything wrong. I love you.” He kisses me.
I feel his hand creep up my side. He cups my breast and plays with my nipple through my bra. He breaks our connection and kisses down my neck. He pulls down my strap, nipping my collarbone.
He stops and looks at me. He sits up on my haunches, and pulls me up. His fingertips lightly trace under my bra, then to my back, and he unhooks it. This isn’t the first time he has removed my bra, but I know what is coming next. He lays me back down. He kisses down my stomach to the top of my lace boy shorts. He hooks his fingers around the band and pulls them down.
I can actually feel the ache for him. I want him. I want to feel all of him. Once I’m completely naked, I sit up, pulling him to me. I wrap my legs tightly around him. I can feel him, but I need more. My hormones officially take over. I pull at his boxer briefs, taking them off. I hear him groan, as I stroke him. The feel of his heat in my hand, turns me on more. Hudson removes my hand and pushes me back down to lay on my back. He gets out of the bed, and I see him go to his bag. I hear the wrapper, and I assume that it’s a condom that he is putting on.
“So, I guess you predicted that this would happen?” I giggle when he crawls back in bed.
“Nope. However, you taught me to be prepared.” He hovers over me and looks at me deeply. “Are you sure?” His voice is soft, and I know that he truly cares about me.
“I’m sure that I love you and care about you.”
“I’ll go slow, he whispers. With his words, my legs open further, as he gets closer to me. I feel my heart race in anticipation of what is about to happen. “Relax,” Hudson orders softly.
Instantly, I slow my breathing. He kisses the side of my neck. I shiver under his lips. I feel him closer to my middle. My breath catches as he pushes in. The pain shoots through me, and I dig my nails into his biceps. He pulls back out, and then pushes in again. The pain is still there.
“Do you want me to stop?”
I shake my head. Lacey had told me long time ago the pain doesn’t last. Hudson repeats his move, and I know that he is fully in me. The pain isn’t as intense as the first push, but I can still feel it. Hudson rocks again and again. Slowly, the pain leaves, and I feel the pleasure. I relax around him.
“Ellie,” he moans, and I arch my back. He pushes deeper, and I moan his name. I can feel myself tightening up around him. My breath becomes more ragged as Hudson says my name again and again. I dig my nails deeper into his arms, as I say his name.
Hudson loses the control that he has and slams into me two times, and I feel my body release with his. Hudson slows his movements and looks as me. There is a thin sheet of sweat between us. His eyes are full of love, as he grins.
“Are you okay?” He pulls out of me, and there’s a small shot of pain again.
I nod. Even though there was a little pain, I feel sore. A strange feeling comes over me. I just had sex.
/> I had sex with Hudson King, the love of my life.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Hudson