my hands in her hair, and really tasted the full, plump lips that I’d only been able to fantasize about.
Until now…
I plundered.
I tasted.
I absorbed.
When she moaned against my lips, it felt like a siren’s call for me to give her what she needed, and it gnawed at my entire body because I wasn’t willing to push things that far.
Not yet.
Because if there was one thing I wanted more from Taylor than to fuck her, it was her complete and total trust that I was never going to hurt her.
I had to let her set the pace. It didn’t matter that my dick was always ready to rush to the finish line when it came to Taylor.
She’d come to me tonight. Taylor had told me every painful thing that had ever happened to her.
I wasn’t about to fuck this whole thing up by allowing my lust to have free rein.
I buried my face in her neck, savoring the softness I found there, and the taste of her soft skin.
She tasted like sin, white-hot pleasure, and smoldering passion, and she smelled like blatant, rampant desire, mixed with a faint hint of citrus and flowers. I knew I’d never be able to get close to her again without the scent of this alluring female driving me fucking insane.
“Oh, God, Hudson,” she moaned in a throaty, sultry voice as she speared her hands into my hair, and turned her head so I had better access to let my lips and tongue roam.
Hearing my name on her lips, in that tone of voice, almost broke me.
I could fill in most of the other things I really wanted to hear.
I want you so much, Hudson.
Fuck me, Hudson.
Taste me, Hudson.
Yes, Hudson, yesssss!
I’m coming, Hudson.
“Shit!” I cursed as I lifted my head.
Three little words had left her lips, and my imagination was having a damn field day.
I was panting like I’d just finished a marathon in record time as I looked into her passion-glazed eyes.
I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her body flush with mine, and closed my eyes as I put my lips close to her ear and said in a harsh whisper, “Not yet, sweetheart. Not now. Maybe once you’ve completely healed and you know exactly what you want.”
“I want you, Hudson Montgomery,” she said softly as she rested against me. “I already know that.”
I held back a groan of sexual frustration.
Yeah, she said that now, but how would she feel when my cock was actually inside her, exactly where it wanted to be right now?
I was only going to get one shot at slowly teaching her just how good it could be, giving her memories that were a hell of a lot better than she had right now.
“I want that, too, sweetheart,” I assured her. “Don’t think for a single second that I don’t want to fuck you, but you need to understand exactly what that means when and if I do.”
If I got my dick inside her, everything would change.
It would be hot and hard, which wasn’t something an inexperienced woman probably needed. But I wanted Taylor so damn much that no matter how much I tried, it couldn’t be any other way the first time I sank into her body.
After that, she’d be mine.
I wasn’t sure I could ever let her go after I’d been inside her gorgeous body.
And right now, Taylor needed choices.
“What would it mean?” she said in a sleepy voice, not sounding the least bit daunted.
“It means it’s time for bed. You in your bed, and me in mine,” I answered firmly as I stood up, scooped her up, and carried her upstairs.
Taylor
“So what did you tell your sister about me?” I asked the following afternoon as Hudson and I were in the kitchen, getting ready to leave his house for Riley’s barbeque.
I’d decided to wear my best pair of skinny jeans, a lavender summer top, and white casual sandals. I’d done a fancy, fat braid to tame my unruly hair. It had been a relief to see Hudson dressed just as casually in indigo jeans and a short-sleeve gray Henley that matched his eyes, and hugged every rippling muscle in his torso and powerful arms.
Honestly, it didn’t matter what Hudson was wearing, or not wearing, the man took my breath away.
“As close to the truth as possible,” he replied. “I told her about the kidnapping, and that you were recovering here with me. Riley won’t tell anyone. She doesn’t know about Last Hope, or that Jax and I