me, Greer. I’m yours.”
Her head dropped forward, and our eyes met. I wrapped my arms around her as she moved faster.
“Yes. Yes! I’m…Hudson, I’m coming!”
The feeling of her pussy squeezing my dick had me orgasming right along with her.
“Greer, fuck yes, it feels so…good!”
I had never come like this before, with a woman on top. My orgasm hit me so fucking hard, I swore I’d died for a moment and gone to Heaven.
“So good. It feels so good,” I panted while she kept moving, her orgasm clearly still happening.
She finally stopped, and her hard breathing matched my own as her body slightly trembled.
I let go of her and dropped back down onto the bed. Her brown hair fell over her shoulders, and those beautiful eyes of hers looked like the color of spring leaves with a circle of gold around them. They were ablaze with what I was hoping was the pleasure of her orgasm.
She rotated her hips and gasped when her sensitive clit rubbed against my body.
“Make yourself come again, Greer.”
“What?” she asked, her cheeks turning bright red.
“Use my body to make yourself come again.”
“I can’t!” she said with a laugh. “I just came.”
I lifted my hips and moved in and out of her, thankful that my dick was still somewhat hard.
“Hudson,” she gasped, dropping her hands back to my chest.
Placing my thumb against her clit, I rubbed it gently until she started to move her hips.
She rocked slowly at first and then leaned forward, clearly finding a spot that made her feel good.
“That’s it, baby. God, you’re so beautiful when you come.”
With her lower lip tucked between her teeth, she moved faster.
“Oh God. Oh God. Yes!” she hissed when she climaxed.
To my utter disbelief, I was once again hard as a rock. I flipped her over and lost control. I fucked her hard and fast, and Greer begged for more. I loved it, and it didn’t take me long to come.
I dropped down to her side and dragged in gulps of air.
Greer suddenly started to laugh next to me.
“What’s so damn funny?” I asked.
She shook her head and turned to look at me. “We’re not going to be leaving this bed anytime soon, are we?”
I sat up, swung my legs over the bed and stood, gazing down at my exhausted dick. “That was a fluke. Come on, let’s shower and get some food in us. I have a feeling I’m going to need longer to recoup after that.”
Greer giggled and slid out of the bed. She went to reach for something to cover up, but I stopped her.
“Don’t cover yourself from me, Greer. You’re beautiful, and I want to see every inch of you.”
She nodded and let me guide her into the shower. We took turns cleaning each other off. As much as I wanted to make her come again, I figured we both needed a break—and needed to figure out what to eat for dinner, since we had blown off our reservations.
Greer wrapped a towel around her body and walked into my bedroom, laughing when she saw the pile of our clothes.
“Here, I’ve got this shirt for you. I’ll head down and make a salad while the lasagna heats up in the oven.”
She turned to face me, her brows lifting when I held out one of my T-shirts.
With a wink, I added, “You’ll be more comfortable.”
I left her to get dressed and headed down to the kitchen. My phone buzzed on the table, reminding me of the missed call from earlier. I picked it up to see it was a voicemail from Russ. I hit play as I turned on the oven and took out two of the frozen lasagna slices Greer had made for me the other day.
Russ’s voice filled the kitchen.
“How has the day off been going for you? I know I said take some time off but hoping you got a few more words in! Deadline is looming!”
I opened up my texts and sent him a quick reply.
Me: It’s been amazing. Stop bothering me. I came up here to get away from everything. You’ll get the damn book on time.
Tossing my phone back down onto the table, I took everything out to make a salad and quickly got to work.
“What do you want me to do?”
I glanced over my shoulder, and my breath caught at the sight of Greer standing there. Her brown hair was pulled up and piled on top of her head with a few loose strands hanging down. She had my