15. Hudson

Chapter 15

Hudson

The moment my former mother-in-law pulled out of the driveway, all bets were off. The last five hours had been torture watching Evan’s body move in every way imaginable as he played football with my son and made my daughter laugh. He’d never been sexier to me.

Waving from the front door, I turned and locked it. My heartbeat sped up as my dick hardened in my pants just thinking about him.

Evan sat on the arm of the sofa, legs spread. His eyes tracked me as I pulled the hem of my shirt from my pants before pulling it over my head.

“What are you doing, Hudson?”

Evan’s usual humor was gone from his soft-spoken words. His blue eyes flickered with heat the closer I got. And when I stopped to strip down to my briefs, his eyes left heated trails over my skin.

I reached for the hem of his shirt. “Taking what’s mine.”

“I like how that sounds. Being yours.”

Evan lifted his arms, his eyes still glued to mine as he gave me unfettered access to his sculpted torso. I brought his shirt up to my nose to inhale him before dropping it to the floor.

“Hudson, you don’t?—”

My hands went to his face, my thumbs resting against his lips to cut him off with a kiss. “Stop. If you’ve changed your mind and no longer want this, tell me now. Otherwise, I’m going to have my way with you.”

Evan breathed deeply, then hummed as he pulled me in for another brief kiss.

“I’m all yours,” he whispered against my lips.

I took a steadying breath and nodded. My fingertips slipped from his face, down the corded muscles in his neck. Evan closed his eyes as I moved his head to the side, allowing me to inhale the intoxicating mixture of his cologne and sweat.

Leaning down, I placed soft, open-mouthed kisses along his neck as I explored a man for the first time.

But not just any man.

This man.

My man.

And when that thought didn’t cause me to panic, I knew I was where I was supposed to be.

“You’ve been driving me crazy all day,” Evan moaned.

“How’s that?”

I ran my tongue down his neck.

“By breathing.”

Laughter boiled up as my forehead landed on his shoulder. Thinking became impossible, so I went with it. All I wanted was to be in this moment. It had been a long time since I’d experienced these feelings. And I didn’t want it to end.

Lifting my head, I looked into his smiling face as he hugged me closer.

“You’re so good for my ego, Evan.”

Evan ran his hands up my back, making me tremble. “You’re good for my everything. I want to be with you, Hudson. You’re all I think about.”

My breathing hitched as I stared into his eyes. “Funny. I have the same problem.”

His smile was breathtaking as he nudged me backward to stand. Reaching for my hand, he turned toward the sofa before I stopped him.

“Not here. Let’s go downstairs.” I led him down to his bedroom.

While the guest room was extremely comfortable, there was something about being in his bed.

Stopping at the end of his massive king-sized bed, I turned and pushed him backward. Evan went willingly with a smile.

“You weren’t kidding around, were you?” He motioned to my briefs as he sat forward.

I looked down at where the head of my cock protruded from under the band. The tip was moist with pre-cum.

Evan reached out and wiped his index finger across it, then brought it to his mouth. He moaned at the flavor as my balls released a little more fluid.

“You taste exactly like I imagined.” He collected another drop, making me shiver.

“And how’s that?”

Evan’s eyes met mine as he sucked his finger. He lifted his hips to remove his shorts before he answered.

“Perfect.”

Fucking hell.

Unable to articulate how I was feeling, I simply stared, mesmerized by the way his big cock sprung from his shorts and fell heavily against his stomach.

I wanted it, but couldn’t decide where to start. I was like a kid in a candy store with this ruggedly handsome football star under me, and I wanted it all.

“I’m safe and all yours for the taking. I just had my physical.”

A possessive streak, I didn’t realize I had caused a growl to escape. Our tongues met, providing me with a taste of myself.

Evan tugged at my briefs and got them down enough for my cock to spring free.

I broke the kiss and sucked in a shocked breath when he circled his fist around my shaft.

“Goddamn that feels good.” I rocked into his hand before the familiar tingling took hold in my spine.

“Stop that,” I hissed, knocking his hand away. “I’m going to cum really quickly if you keep doing that.”

Evan’s mouth was coated with my saliva, and his bright eyes made me bold.

“I want to taste you and wallow in your sheets. I want to smell you everywhere and lick you from head to toe. And eventually, I want to fuck you. And you to fuck me. But right now, I want to try to swallow your dick.”

His gaze became molten as he fisted his hands by his sides. “Yes, sir, Governor. Whatever you want.”

“Good. Now put your hands on me. Anywhere you want, except my dick. That’s playing with dynamite.”

Evan’s beautiful smile took over his face. “How about I grip your hair while you suck me?”

My eyes rolled back in my head as a tremor shot through me. “That fucking dirty mouth of yours is going to be the death of me. Like I said. Anywhere but my dick.”

“Whatever you say, Governor. I want you to blow in my mouth, anyway.”

Nodding, I slammed my mouth down on his for another rough kiss that he seemed to enjoy.

Working my way down his torso, I latched my mouth onto his nipple and sucked. The taste of his skin was intoxicating. His moans when I circled and sucked on the nub added fuel to the already blazing fire.

“God damn, you’re good with your mouth,” he moaned as his hips thrust upward.

I gasped at the sensation when his bare cock rubbed against mine. I had no idea that could feel so good.

“You’re killing me. Just warning you.”

“Good to know.”

Moving down to his abs, I left open-mouthed kisses and sucked hard to leave my mark on him. I wanted to cover him in love bites that spelled out my name.

My dick throbbed at the thought, spurring me to move to the main event before I pulled my trigger.

Sliding my dick down his torso until I rested comfortably between his legs, I settled in and took his shaft in my hand. He was big and long, and I knew there was no way I was getting all of that in my mouth. But I’d die trying.

Looking up at him, I pumped his cock as I l into his eyes.

“You ready, Superstar?”

He nodded quickly. “As I’ll ever be. Take it slow. You don’t have to take all of it.”

Evan’s long arms reached for my head. His fingers found their way into my hair, then fisted to tug on it.

With all the confidence I possessed, I pulled his shaft to my mouth and licked away the pre-cum. Evan moaned as I took my first taste, then grunted when I slipped his cock between my lips.

Sucking on the crown, I worked my tongue around the frenulum. Earning more moans of pleasure, I became bold and took more of him into my mouth.

My jaw ached at the stretch, but the sounds he made were worth the discomfort.

Saliva pooled and ran from my mouth as I tried to breathe. His pre-cum mixed with it and slid down his shaft.

“Use your hand,” he rasped.

I took his instruction and did as he asked. Alternating my movements, I hollowed my cheeks and tried to take more, but gagged.

Evan reached for me and pulled me up to him as if I were weightless.

“I wanna suck your cock. Sixty-nine. You good with that?” he panted, his eyes wild and obviously turned on.

“Okay, but I’m not gonna last long.”

My beautiful blue-eyed man smiled and kissed me hard. “It’s okay. I’m not either.”

Before I could get out another word, Evan flipped me onto my back, got up to his knees, and flipped directions before flopping onto his side. His big dick was staring me in the face, and I wanted it back inside my mouth.

As I reached for it again, my breath left my lungs as he swallowed me whole. The man was eager, and if I wanted to play, I was going to have to get into the game.

Releasing my breath, I sucked him back into my mouth and fought the sensations beginning to tingle in my spine. I thought about tax reform and the infrastructure bill I was trying to get the House to pass. Anything to keep from blowing my load.

But there was no use when I was being worked over by a professional athlete.

My professional football player.

My man. No one else would have him but me.

Fuck, where did that come from?

When Evan moaned around my shaft, the battle to keep me from coming was all but lost.

“I’m gonna come,” I muttered.

My eyes slammed closed as my balls drew up and the tingling sensation took over. I lost track of what I was doing as my breathing faltered and I filled his mouth.

I thrust my hips forward, trying to release every bit of built-up tension I’d held for years.

Evan’s tip leaked into my hand, reminding me to get on with it. So I took him back into my mouth and sucked hard.

“Hudson, you… don’t…”

I knew what he was going to say, but I wasn’t having it. I doubled down on my effort until the first spurts hit my tongue. Swallowing as quickly as I could, his cum still filled my mouth.

I made him moan and lose control. Me. I did that.

Pulling back, I jerked him the rest of the way until he chuckled and flopped onto his back.

I let go and mirrored him again, staring at the ceiling. We were naked in his bed as we tried to catch our breath.

I was a mess. Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand is when the realization of what I’d done set in.

And I wasn’t sure how to handle it when his hand found mine and awkwardly laced our fingers together.

“You okay?”

His whispered words confirmed that my life had moved on.

“Uh huh,” I managed as the moisture began to well in my eyes.

When I gave no more response than that, Evan sat up and looked at me.

“What’s wrong? I’m sorry. What did I do wrong?”

Tears slid down into my hairline as I looked at him through watery eyes. Shaking my head, he frowned but tried to pull away.

“I’ve done it,” I whispered.

Evan tilted his head to the side as he looked at me. “Done what?”

A well of emotion bubbled up again as more tears came. And when I could speak, I told him my truth.

“I’ve moved on. And I’ve let her go.”

Evan’s face was full of empathy as he flipped around and took me into his arms. When we settled, our legs were intertwined and my head rested on his chest.

His strong embrace soothed me while he made circles on my back. Evan didn’t loosen his hold. And when he ran his fingers through my hair, I relaxed.

“I’ve got you for as long as you’ll have me.”

As much as I thought I’d never be able to care about someone else, Evan had found a way into my heart. He’d broken down my walls, brick by brick, then began to rebuild a new Hudson Gatlin.

I wasn’t sure how long we stayed like that, watching the sun go down over the Pacific. Evan was in no hurry to move, and neither was I. He didn’t push me to talk, but just let me be. He allowed me to feel my heartbreak without questioning it.

It was a poetic end of one period of my life, while another was just beginning.

And I wanted that new beginning with him.

“Have you ever had your heart broken?” I asked, looking up at him.

Evan pushed my hair back off my face as he looked down at me.

“Once. And it hurt like a bitch.”

“When?” I shifted to get a better look at him. “I never see you photographed with anyone.”

That might have been a little telling on my part, but Evan let it go.

“It happened when I left Oregon State. We couldn’t make long-distance work thousands of miles apart. So we went back to being friends.”

My eyes widened. “Really? How do you stay friends with an ex?”

Evan kissed my forehead. “It wasn’t easy, but we made it work. He’s still one of my best friends.”

I got up on my elbow and hitched my right leg over his outstretched ones. That possessive thing was back. “You still talk to him?”

“Yeah. I see him about twice a week.”

My hackles went up as I frowned and gave him a menacing look. “Really?”

Evan laughed and pulled me in for a kiss.

“Why are you laughing at me, Ellis?”

His eyes were full of playful humor. “Because you sound just like his husband, Hudson. And anyone listening to you might think you were jealous.”

“Don’t you think I should be?”

Evan smiled and ran his palm over my cheek. I leaned into his touch.

“No, Hudson. You have no reason to feel threatened. Nick fell head over heels for Preston. Just like I’m falling for you.”

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