Billionaire Undercover - J. S. Scott Page 0,87

that to him.

Any way he needed it.

I met every furious forward movement of his hips, wanting him as deep as he could get.

The intensity, the way we were straining to get as close as we could get, gave me so much pleasure that I could already feel my climax starting to build.

I tightened my legs around Hudson’s waist. “Harder, Hudson. Fuck me harder,” I pleaded.

He buried his hands in my hair, tilted my head, and fused our lips together, his tongue working my mouth in the same crazy, rapid tempo as his cock.

I moaned against his lips, surrendering to the madness I always felt every time Hudson was inside me, around me, surrounding me.

My hands fisted his hair as my body got lost in the seductive rhythm.

When he finally lifted his head, I panted, trying to catch my breath.

“I love you, Hudson. I love you so much,” I told him breathlessly.

My heart soared, and my body pulsated.

I could tell Hudson exactly what I was feeling, so I felt so damn…free.

He shifted slightly, and I moaned when he put his hand under me and gripped my ass, pulling me hard against him with every stroke of his cock.

“Yes-oh-my-God-that-feels-amazing,” I babbled.

“Come for me, baby,” he said gutturally.

I was already close.

So close.

“Hudson!” I keened his name as I shattered, my body splintering as my orgasm took control.

My back arched, and when I looked up, I could see Hudson’s gaze locked on my face, and knowing he was watching me fall apart made my climax even more intense.

“Fuck!” he cursed. “Can’t wait.”

“Then don’t,” I pleaded. I didn’t want him to wait.

I wanted him to ride his orgasm with me.

I needed him to feel as unrestrained as I did right now.

My eyes were drawn to Hudson’s face when he found his own release, and I was transfixed by the myriad of emotions that I could see in his expressive eyes.

Intense pleasure.

Desperate need.

Hot desire.

Adoration.

Pure happiness.

And infinite…love.

He dropped his forehead to my shoulder when he was finally spent. “I love you, Taylor. I hope you never doubt that for a single moment again.”

I could feel his breath coming hot and heavy against my neck until we both started to catch our breath.

His voice was rough and graveled when he finally spoke. “Stay with me and love me forever, Taylor. If you do, I’d be the happiest asshole on the planet.”

My heart squeezed tight inside my chest. “I’m not planning on going anywhere, Hudson. Why would I when you’re everything and all that I need.”

Sometimes it was really hard to believe that a guy like Hudson would even contemplate the possibility of any female walking away from him.

But he did.

Like every other person in the world, Hudson had his insecurities.

And as baffling as it was to me, many of them seemed to revolve around…me.

I wasn’t sure if I was awed or absolutely terrified that I seemed to be Hudson’s Achilles’ heel.

Honestly, he was my greatest vulnerability, too.

I guess as long as I knew I was his weakness, I could do everything in my power to become his greatest strength, too.

He rolled onto his back, and drew my body into his like he couldn’t stand to have any distance between us. “You’ll probably be the death of me someday, baby, but at least I’ll go with a smile on my face.”

“That’s never going to happen,” I assured him. “I’m always going to have your six, handsome,” I told him, using the slang military term for having his back.

He chuckled. “And you know I’m always going to have yours. Watching your gorgeous backside is one of my favorite activities.”

I smacked his arm playfully. “Pervert.”

“Only with you, sweetheart,” he retorted. “Do you have any complaints about that?”

“Just one,” I mused.

“And what’s your objection?” he said with humor in his voice.

“If you’re watching my ass, it’s virtually impossible for me to be watching yours. Just for the record, I’m pretty sure I was drooling over yours long before you even started looking at mine.”

“Doubtful,” he said skeptically.

I sighed. “Why do you think I always wanted to be sitting at the breakfast bar when you were cooking? I had a perfect view.”

“Please don’t try to tell me you were lusting after me when you couldn’t even walk,” he said dubiously.

I moved so I was on my side, and wrapped my arm around his waist. “Okay, I won’t tell you that, but I was. I can’t really explain it, but I was drawn to you even before that, from the moment you got me