my heart fluttering. Didn’t he realize he’d just said the words almost any woman wanted to hear when she was madly in love with a guy? “I don’t want anyone else, either, Hudson. I have absolutely no problem with a monogamous relationship. Now, just fuck me before I lose my mind.”
He gave me a quick, hard kiss before he grumbled, “Condom.”
“No need,” I said fervently. “I have birth control in place, and you’ve seen every one of my negative tests.”
“It’s not for me. It’s for you,” he rasped. “You haven’t seen my negative tests.”
Hadn’t he just said we’d be monogamous? Like I didn’t know he’d never do anything to hurt me? Ever.
“I. Trust. You.” I said the words firmly as I continued to watch his irises change until they were like constantly swirling steel.
“Do you have any idea how long I’ve wanted to hear you say that?” he asked hoarsely.
“You’ve had it for a long time,” I muttered. “You’ve just never realized it.”
I gasped as Hudson lifted my body, and surged inside me, like he couldn’t bear another second of not being exactly where he wanted to be.
“Yes,” I hissed, tightening my legs around him.
Hudson was a big man, and the stretching sensation of his enormous, hard cock buried inside me was slightly uncomfortable for a few seconds, but it was totally eclipsed by the pleasure of finally feeling him inside me.
“Jesus! You’re so damn tight, baby,” he growled.
“I’m fine,” I said. “Fuck me hard, Hudson. Don’t hold back. I need that as much as you do.”
“I doubt that,” he answered in a deep, sensuous baritone. “Hold on tight because I don’t think this can happen any other way.”
He gripped my ass as he pulled back, and surged into me again.
And again.
And again.
I tightened my hold on his back, and fell into the fast and furious rhythm of our bodies as they moved together.
“So, good, Hudson. It’s so good,” I whimpered as my body reached for his with every powerful thrust.
I buried my face in his neck, my heart soaring, my mind lost to everything except Hudson, and the intense pleasure of having him pounding into me like a madman.
When he shifted so every thrust stimulated my clit, I started to writhe and grind against him.
“Harder,” I urged him as I felt my climax building.
“Come for me, Taylor. I’m not going to last much longer. Can’t. You feel too damn incredible,” he said, his breathing heavy.
My back arched slightly; my body totally lost to anything except the man who was about to make me come apart.
When he gripped my ass harder, and started fucking me at a frenzied pace, I started to implode.
“Yes, just like that, Hudson. Yes! Hudson!” My climax was so intense that my short nails clawed at his back.
This orgasm was different, soul deep and so strong that it rocked me to my core.
My inner muscles clamped around his cock as the pleasure stretched on and on.
He let out a deep, carnal, throaty groan. “Fuck! Taylor!”
I moved back, panting, just to see his face while he found his own release.
His eyes were closed, his head tilted back, his muscles tight, and the look of frantic euphoria on his face made my chest squeeze tight.
I love you, Hudson. I love you so much it hurts.
I had to hold those words back, even though I wanted to scream them out loud.
We stayed just like that for a while, locked together, trying to catch our breath, drowning in post-coital bliss.
Hudson kissed me with so much tenderness, so much reverence, that it nearly made me burst into tears.
I felt adored.
I felt cherished.
I felt wanted.
And I truly did feel like I was the only woman who Hudson really desired.
Feeling like that was intoxicating.
I dropped my head to his shoulder, feeling completely spent, my body finally satisfied. “I think I bit you,” I whispered into his ear. “I might have scratched your back up a little, too.”
I heard him chuckle. “I noticed. It was pretty damn hot. Feel free to tear me up any damn time you want to do it, sweetheart.”
He pulled back a little so he could look at me. “Are you okay? That was a little rough.”
I smiled back at him and shook my head. “Not that I have enough experience to know for sure, but maybe I’m a little kinky, and I like it rough,” I teased him.
He let me lower my feet to the tile, and then wrapped his arms around my waist. “You won’t hear me complaining,”