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“Oh gosh, you’re making me cry.” I nosedive into the side of his neck, trying to get as close as I can to him. I want him surrounding my whole body.

“Well, can I at least kiss my woman before she gets weepy?” His hands tighten in my hair, tipping my head back.

The pure dominance he exudes makes me whimper, “Hudson.”

“Yeah, baby, I’m going to make you mine tonight in the bed you seem to love just as much as me.”

I imagine us in his bed, the curtains down, my hands raised above my head while he pins them down with one fist as he takes me deep and hard.

“I need that, Hudson, so much.” My hips press down, feeling the hardness of his cock.

“What are you thinking about, gorgeous?” he asks.

My eyelids flutter close, knowing that Hudson will make all of my fantasies come true. “I’m thinking about everything you will do to me, with me, and for me in that big bed of yours. It’s a heady feeling the way you’re so attuned to my needs and wants.” My voice has taken on a quality of desire and heat, making it sound huskier than before.

“You’ll have to tell me what’s running in your thoughts, and I can promise you one thing. Not only will I deliver, but we’ll make them become a reality so they’re that much better.” With that, he grabs my hip, stopping me from grinding down on him. Hudson’s hand is in my hair as he manipulates me, so my mouth is now level with his, and he takes it. God, does he take what he wants. Our lips meet, our tongues chasing one another’s. Hudson tilts my hips the right way, and I’m rubbing up against him like a kitten. My head tilts back on my shoulders, Hudson allowing it as he rains kisses up and down my neck.

“That’s it, Jules. Come just like this. Your body is on fire for mine. I bet I could open my jeans, move your panties to the side, and slide right in. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, having me lose my mind and take you for the first time in my truck?”

I come apart in his arms as he finishes his sentence. “Hudson.” My voice is weak sounding, and my body slumps over him.

“So pretty when you fall apart for me. Let’s get you inside so I can feel you come on my cock.” Hudson opens the truck door and slides out with me still wrapped around him. He doesn’t let me go, even when he opens the back door to let Beau out. We’re inside with a few slams of a door, and he’s striding toward the bedroom.

23

Hudson

I had one thought on my mind and only one thought. I wanted inside of Jules more than anything, and tonight, that’s exactly what the both of us are going to get.

We make it inside my bedroom, and I shut the door on my way in. I really do love Beau, but he can sleep in his dog bed for now.

Jules slides down my body as she whimpers. I love the sundresses she’s been wearing lately, but her in a skirt with a tank top and a pair of sandals has to be my favorite, especially right now.

“You going to show me that pretty body of yours, gorgeous?” I ask.

“Only if you’ll show me yours.” She’s already kicking off her shoes and lifting her top over her head.

I watch as her bare chest comes into view, and fuck me running. My woman wasn’t wearing a bra today. There was nothing hiding those dusky brown nipples from getting my hands on them, and I had no idea. She left her apartment before I was up today, something that was a rarity, but she had a shipment come in for stationary she sells and had to be there to sign for it. Next time, though, that shit won’t be happening.

“You mean to tell me that you walked around all day in that shirt, with no bra underneath?” I question.

“It has a built-in shelf bra.” She shrugs her shoulders, making her breasts bounce, and my eyes zero in on their movement.

“Keep going,” I grunt out as I unbutton my flannel shirt. Jules stutters in her strip show. I let her look as my flannel shirt hits the floor before I strip out of my undershirt I wore beneath it. I’m left in my boots and jeans. When I stop what I’m doing, Jules seems to understand that I’m waiting on her.

She pulls down her flowy skirt, leaving her standing there in nothing but a thong, and I do the one thing I need to do. I go after her, lifting her up and placing her in the middle of the bed.

Pillows are surrounding her, something she said it needed after she saw them in a shop downtown.


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