27. Hudson
27
HUDSON
I feel almost unhinged as I grab Lacy from the truck.
“Hudson!” she gasps, giggling as I lift her quickly from the seat. God, I love her giggle. She doesn’t do it often, so when she does, I feel a rush of endorphins for making it happen.
“Let’s go,” I say, tone gruff, lifting her bridal style and walking her up the steps. I feel like the luckiest man alive with her in my arms.
“You are insane!” she squeals in delight, and my smile grows. I have been waiting so long for a woman like her. Someone not only smart, funny, and gorgeous, but who will accept me and all that I bring, including my little boy.
“Insane for you,” I admit, setting her on her feet, then I open the door and pull her inside. As soon as we are across the threshold, my lips are on hers. My hands wrap around her waist, and I pull her to me. We are toe to toe, my lips consuming hers, and I feel her body soften in my hold as she melts into me .
“Mmmmm… Hudson…” My name is a mere whisper ghosting from her lips onto mine as her hands run up my shoulders before settling behind my neck. I kick the front door closed, then walk her backward, not once taking my lips from hers.
“Lacy baby,” I groan, smoothing my hands down her hips to cup her ass, pulling her to me as I step her backward until her back meets the door.
My lips slide from hers, and I drag them down her jaw, her head pushing back as her hands run down my arms to my chest. Her fingers work at my shirt buttons as I pull at her top, wanting it off her, wanting to see her.
“Let me,” she says as I pull back just an inch, and she grabs the hem of her top, pulling it from her frame. Following suit, I rip the remaining buttons from my shirt as I pull it open and off my shoulders.
We don’t wait before her hands land on my bare torso, nails digging in as I cup her breast. Molding it in my palm, my lips slam back onto hers, my other hand gripping her face and keeping her close. Her lips are warm and wanting against my own as her hands hit my belt, undoing it quickly.
“Are you sure you want this, Lacy?” I ask, because even though I know she does, I want to hear it.
“Yes. I want this. I want you,” she says, her chest pushing against mine as my fingers unbutton her jeans. My breathing labored, my skin prickles at feeling her bare body next to mine.
“Are you sure?” she asks, cheeks flushed just as I drop my jeans, kicking off my boots in the process.
“Fuck, I have never wanted any woman more than I do you right now,” I tell her honestly before I swallow her smile, my tongue tangling with hers. Lowering her zipper, I push her jeans over her fantastic ass, and she shimmies them down, her underwear going with them as I drop to my knees.
“Wow,” she pants, seeing me kneeling before her. Her bare pussy is right in front of me, and my mouth waters at the sight. I lean forward and flatten my tongue, taking a taste of her that has me groaning. Looking up, I watch her head fall back against the wall as her hands thread through my hair.
“Oh shit,” she breathes out, and I smile before I fully dive in. Her legs widen as she releases a whimper, leaning against the front door in nothing but a flimsy lace bra that does little to cover her round breasts. I lick her clit, circling it a little with my tongue as my hands glide up her bare legs, stopping at her ass, where I grab her tight and pull her to me.
I moan against her pussy, relishing the feel of her on my tongue, my lips, my face as her hips start to grind. God, I could eat her all day.
“Oh… yes… yessssss” She bites her lower lip before she starts to pant. Her fingers stretch on my scalp, pulling at my hair as her hips move more and more against my face. Her confidence with me rises each time we’re together. She has grown her butterfly wings, and she’s fucking magnificent with them.
I suck on her clit a little, teasing her before lapping her more, over and over in perfect rhythm.
“Shit, I’m close… Hudson.” As her hips move faster, I kn ow she will explode soon so I flick her clit with my tongue, before I suck on it hard, feeling her legs tremble in my hold.
“Hudson! Oh my God, Hudson!” she screams as her whole body starts to shake, and she comes on my tongue right here against my front door. “Yes, yes… Oooh…” Her voice quivers as she comes down from her high, and I slow my pace, kissing her center, enjoying the feel of her on my face and lips. Her soft bare skin is so smooth and silky; it’s my new addiction.
“I think your pussy is my new obsession,” I tell her as I skirt my finger gently up and down her opening, not able to resist feeling her and admiring as her body convulses a little at my teasing touch.
“That is such a great stress reliever…” she moans as her head falls forward, and she looks down at me. I see her face free of tension, fears, and responsibilities, and I smile. I have taken the edge off, and now we get to have fun.
I stand, picking her up by her thighs, and I squeeze her ass in my palms as she hooks her legs around my waist, her bare pussy now warm against my pelvis.
“I can walk, you know…” she teases, and I kiss her bare shoulder.
“Don’t care. I like to carry you.”
Her lips find mine as I turn and run us upstairs. I can’t see where I’m going, entirely consumed by this woman, but I find my room and walk inside before I peel her from me and throw her onto the bed.
“And throw me around?” She laughs, as I crawl onto the bed after her. Quickly removing her bra, she tosses it across the room.
I pause, taking her in. Totally naked, on my bed, in my house.
“Hudson?” she questions, her gaze searching mine as I look back into her eyes. A new, more intent hunger unlocks at the need I see reflected back at me, and I’m immediately on her.
“Fuck, you are beautiful, Lacy,” I tell her before my mouth captures hers.
Our movements become frantic, like we have been dying for each other for years, and I feel her hands coast down my chest to my waist, before they land on the waistband of my underwear, the last piece of clothing between us.
“You are so hard…” she murmurs against my lips as she pushes down my underwear. My cock springs up hard against my stomach, and before I understand what is happening, she wraps her hand around my length and gives me a few pumps.
“Lacy,” I growl, pressing my forehead against hers as I look down at where she holds me. Precum already glistens as she runs her thumb over the tip, slowly pumping me some more.
“You are so big…” Her sweetly spoken words have me thickening more in her palm.
“Lacy,” I say in a warning because I’m right on the edge. How can I not be? I have the perfect woman underneath me. Entirely naked. With limited reserves left, I lean over to my side table and grab a condom from the drawer as her hand continues to move up and down my shaft languidly, exploring, and it feels fucking amazing.
I sit back on my heels and rip open a condom, watching her watching me as I sheath myself.
“How's that no dating going for you?” I tease as I hover over her again, positioning myself between her legs. Feeling her warm, wet pussy, I slide my cock up and down her folds, the action already making her squirm and whimper.
“Is that what this is? Just another date?” she questions just as playfully as I edge inside her. She exhales shakily, and her head pushes back into the pillow as she welcomes me in inch by inch. I’m not a small man, and she has to stretch around me, but I grit my teeth, taking it slow.
“No, this is me making you mine,” I say as I pull out a little and push back in, quicker this time. She bites her bottom lip just as I feel her hips lift to take me deeper, and I growl at her eagerness. It makes it harder for me to restrain myself.
“Yours?” she says breathily, looking back up at me, her hands gliding up my bare forearms to my shoulders, her fingers caressing my neck.
“Mine,” I confirm, and she smiles as I thrust into her all the way.
“Hudson!” she gasps, her body arching into the mattress as her breasts push up against my naked chest. I lower my head and take her nipple into my mouth. “Make me yours.”
Her pleading statement is like music to my ears, and my thrusts quicken as I scoop my hands around her waist, lifting her hips as I start to piston. Both of us moan in unison.
“Fuck, I love your pussy.” Our skin slaps as her hands fly up above her head, using the headboard for leverage as her legs widen for me.
“Oooh, shit… Hudson… You’re so deep, so good…”
“Wrap your legs around me, baby. Put them around my waist nice and tight,” I tell her, and she does, her legs locking my hips in, as I move my hand and start to circle her clit with my thumb. Her panting increases as our hunger does, chasing our orgasms within each other.
She pants and moans as I continue to thrust into her, looking down at her perfect body. Her breasts bounce in time with my thrusts, her mouth dropped open, her head pushed back, and her fingers white-knuckled.
“There you go, just like that. Clench around my cock, baby,” I murmur, feeling my release simmering just at the surface as she does just that. I’m not sure sex has ever felt this good.
Her eyes open and she looks right at me, her smile small as her panting increases.
“Yesssss,” she whisper-moans, and I know she’s close because her hips are moving rapidly against mine, the two of us so frantic the sounds of our skin slapping could almost be comical.
“So perfect. So fucking perfect. You going to come on my cock?” I grit out, barely able to say the words.
She hums, out of breath.
“Be a good girl, Lacy. Let go for me.”
“Yes… Yes… Yes!” she screams as her head pushes back into the mattress and her hips push flush against mine, pussy fluttering around me.
“Fuck,” I shout, coming almost immediately as she does. “Damn, baby.” I let go, my release so hard my vision turns fuzzy, but through it all, our eyes stay only on each other.