Four Letter Word (Love Logic #2) - K.M. Neuhold Page 0,123

if I do say so myself.

Hudson clutches my bicep hard enough to leave finger shaped bruises to add to the collection I’m sure to be rocking tomorrow.

“You want my cock, Belly?” I tease in a throaty whisper. He bobbles his head in a nod, his lips parted, and his eyes squeezed tight as I continue to fuck him with my finger. “Tell me you want it.”

He groans from deep in his chest. “Leo, fuck, please give me your cock. I need it.”

I ease my finger out and watch as his hole twitches in protest. With trembling, lube-slicked fingers, I struggle to tear the condom open. Hudson reaches for it, yanking it out of my hands and ripping it open with his teeth. I gasp when he wraps one hand around the base of my shaft and uses the other to roll the condom on.

Hitching Hudson’s legs onto my shoulders, I line up with his softened hole and push inside. With his inner muscles tight around the head of my cock as I ease inside, an odd sort of hypersensitivity comes over me, my body taking in a million sensations at once—the obscenely soft sheets against my knees, the coarse tickle of his leg hair against my shoulders, the smell of sweat and lube heavy in the air, the harsh sound of our breathing. It’s too much and not enough all at once until I’m sure I’ll go insane with it all.

“Kiss me,” he pleads, not waiting for a response before he grabs me by the back of the neck and drags me toward him, his legs falling to the sides and then wrapping around my hips as our lips crash together.

Every sensation crashes over me at once, becoming little more than white noise as I rut into Hudson, his hips rising up to meet every one of my thrusts, his body moving against mine, our mouths finding and losing each other over and over as we gasp and pant and curse.

“I’m close, fuck, Leo, I’m so close,” he sobs, his legs trembling around my waist, his channel tightening around my cock.

“Give it to me, cum on my cock,” I grunt, grazing my teeth against his jaw and fucking him harder, everything else going hazy as my balls clench and my cock swells.

A broken cry tears from Hudson’s throat, a hot splash of cum hitting my stomach, his hole pulsing and fluttering as he gives in to the pleasure, gasping my name over and over. I bury my face into the crook of his neck and let go, his orgasm pulling mine along with every throbbing wave of his muscles around my cock.

My lungs burn with the speed of my breaths, every muscle in my body weak and trembling when I finally pull out and roll off of him, doing away with the condom and tossing it blindly onto the floor.

“God damn, I’m going to feel that tomorrow,” he mutters between heavy breaths.

I chuckle and scoot closer, throwing an arm over him and pressing gentle kisses along his throat.

It took us a lot longer than it should have, but it finally feels like we’re exactly where we’re meant to be.

Chapter 31

Hudson

Standing in the middle of my fully renovated comic book store, it’s hard to believe it’s real. It’s taken months of blood, sweat, and tears to get ready for this day, and now that it’s finally here, it feels surreal as fuck.

“Trying to figure out if you’re dreaming or not?” Riot guesses, appearing from the back room with a knowing grin.

“Pretty much,” I say, looking around one more time. All the racks are fully stocked, the walls painted with bright, comic book-esque shades of red, blue, and yellow. In the far corner, there’s a coffee station and several couches and chairs, along with a couple of small tables to play games. I decided it would be a bit more than I could chew to open a full cafe inside the shop just yet, but once things are running smoothly, that’s my next task.

For most of my life, this was the dream that got me through the day to day slog and kept me from losing myself when I was being pushed down a path I didn’t want to be on.

“By the way,” I say, turning to look at Riot who’s leaning against the counter looking a thousand kinds of sexy in a tight t-shirt and well-worn jeans. “I finished Storms of Solaris.”

“And?” he asks, tugging his lip ring between his teeth