Chapter 26
Touchdown – when Hudson finally makes it to the endzone
Hudson
“D id you have fun?” I ask Nova as we enter our chalet.
“It was the best. Thank you for getting tickets. I loved how involved the audience was.”
I chuckle. “I don’t think anyone expected you to throw bread at the police.”
She shrugs. “Weston deserved it.”
I frown. “What did he do?”
“What didn’t he do? When we were in high school, he was always torturing Sophia and the rest of us somehow.”
I relax. She’s not referring to the present day.
I pull her into my arms. “I’m glad you had a good time.”
She smiles up at me and my entire body warms. Her smile can warm the darkest corners of my soul. I should probably let her go. She deserves someone who’s as happy as she is, but I’m not going to. She’s the only person who can make me happy. Her and the baby.
“Did you have fun?” she asks.
“I was with you.”
She rolls her eyes. “That’s not an answer, caveman.”
I tuck her hair behind her ear. “Yes, it is.” I kiss her forehead. “Being with you is the only thing that matters.”
“Does this mean you’re removing the no sex rule?”
“There wasn’t a no sex rule.”
“Sure felt like there was a no sex rule when you tucked me into bed like a five-year-old last night.”
“I don’t want you to think this relationship is only about the sex.”
“I don’t. But I do think I’m sexually frustrated.”
“Sexually frustrated?”
“Pregnancy increases a woman’s libido.” She pouts. “You’re not going to deny me again, are you? I thought you wanted to take care of me.”
I growl. “I do want to take care of you.”
“There’s more ways to take care of me than making me chicken noodle soup.”
She bats her eyelashes at me and I’m lost. How can I deny the woman I’m falling in love with?
“If we have sex—”
“Yes!”
I place a finger over her lips. “I said if.”
She nips at my finger until I move it. “You’ll give in.”
“Fine. When we have sex, you have to promise to tell me if anything hurts.”
“Grumpy dude, you don’t have to worry about the baby. You won’t harm Sprog.”
“I know. But sex can be uncomfortable during pregnancy.”
She giggles. “I should probably be turned off by how clinical you sound but it’s sexy how you read all those pregnancy books. Lead me to your lair, grumpy man of mine. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
I’ll show her what she’s been missing all right. I pick her up and carry her in my arms to the bedroom. I lay her down on the bed and she sighs.
“I love your bedroom. It fits you.”
I kneel between her legs. “It’s our bedroom from now on.”
“You’re moving awful fast for someone who hated me for the past three years.”
I squeeze her hips. “I never hated you. I wanted you but was denying myself.”
She rubs a hand over her belly. “But the denying yourself had a spectacular finish.”
“I’ll move your stuff in here tomorrow.”
She holds up her hands. “Hey, now. I never agreed to move bedrooms.”
“Didn’t disagree either.” She can fight me on this, but she’ll lose. I don’t want her staying in the guest room down the hall. I want her in here in this bed with me.
“If you don’t want to stay with me every night, you can stay in the guest bedroom. But there won’t be any sex.”
“You’re denying me sex unless I give in?”
“No, I’m explaining how I don’t think we should have sex until you’re ready to move into this bedroom with me.”
She scowls at me. “I think I enjoyed it better when you grunted instead of spoke.”
“You’re annoyed because I’m right.”
She stares at me for a moment and I hold my breath. I want her in my bedroom with me, but I don’t want to push her too hard. I don’t want to scare her off.
“Fine,” she mutters. “I’ll move in here but I’m adding pillows and throw blankets and color.”
“I don’t give a fuck what you do as long as you’re in this bed with me every night from now on.”
“For someone who barely talks, you sure know the right thing to say.”
“Talking is done. Time to move on.”
I stand at the end of the bed and remove her boots. Once they’re out of the way, I lean forward to pull her leggings down her legs leaving her in a fuzzy, white sweater.
“Arms up.” She hesitates and I repeat the order. “Arms up.”
“Promise you won’t make fun of how fat I am.”
I growl. “You are not fat.”
She lifts her arms slowly and I don’t waste any time bunching her sweater together and removing it.
She’s a vision on my bed with her long brown hair spread out over my pillow and her body covered only in her pink panties and bra. Her breasts are practically spilling out of her bra. Her stomach where our baby is growing is obviously noticeable. I place my hand on it.
“You’re beautiful.”
“I’m not b—”
“No. You are beautiful to me. I hope our daughter looks like you.”
“What if Sprog’s a boy?”
“I’ll love the baby no matter what.”
Her smile is wistful. “Me, too.”
As much as I enjoy watching her become wistful over our child, my cock reminds me I have other matters to attend to. I toy with the waistband of her panties. She shivers in response and spreads her legs.
“Something you want?”
“Yep.” She nods.
“Which is?”
“You know what I want.”
“My mouth?”
She bites her bottom lip. “Yes, please.”
“Your wish is my command.”
I’ve been dying to taste her again since the first night we spent together. Is her taste as sweet as I remember? Will she make those little moans and sighs the way she did last time? Will she scream when she comes apart?
Time to find out.
I draw her panties down her legs and throw them on the floor. I guide my hands up her legs and watch goosebumps form in my wake. She can’t hide her reaction to me.
“Widen your legs.”
She doesn’t hesitate. I fucking love how eager she is.
I grasp her ankles and pull her to the edge of the bed before kneeling in front of her. I glide my nose along her lips and inhale. The scent of wildflowers fills my senses. I will never look at wildflowers the same again.
Her hands clutch my hair and she pushes her core toward my face. I chuckle at my impatient woman.
I spread her lips with my fingers and find her clit with my tongue. I rub circles around it until her fingernails dig into my head. Only then do I suck her clit into my mouth.
“Yes,” she hisses. “More.”
If she wants more, she gets more. Whatever my sunshine wants, I will move the earth to get for her. All she has to do is ask. Or beg.
I circle her pussy with my finger.
“Yes.”
I reward her by inching my finger inside her. I groan at how hot and wet she is. She’s dripping for me and I’ve barely touched her.
I pump one finger in and out of her while I play with her clit with my mouth.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chants.
I add a second finger and increase my pace while I suck on her clit.
“Yes!” she shouts as her walls clamp down on my fingers with her release.
I continue to pump into her until she collapses on the bed. I kiss her thigh before standing.
“Next time you come, you scream my name.”
Her face is flushed and her eyes are sparkling. “First you have to make me scream.”
“Don’t you worry. I’ll make you scream.”
I quickly remove my clothes before climbing into bed with her. “On your side.” She rolls to her side to face me. “I want to watch when you climax.”
Her eyes flare. “Me, too.”
I lift her leg and place it over mine, opening her up to me. “Are you ready for me, Sunshine?” She nods and I hitch my cock at her entrance.
I watch those exotic eyes I’m obsessed with as I slide home.
Home. This is home. This is where I’m meant to be. Where I’m meant to spend my life.
With Nova.