29. Hudson
Chapter 29
Hudson
I walked through my bedroom and lit the candles I’d bought for tonight. Soft music played in the background, taking away the need to talk. I knew I might be overdoing it a bit, but I wanted this night to be perfect for us. And by the way I was feeling, I wasn’t sure words would form without being drenched in emotion.
We spent the afternoon with the kids before they left with Adley for the night. Evan was leaving tomorrow, and it made me fucking sad. Training camp started for him in two days, and he needed to get back to San Diego.
The absence of sound from the water being turned off caused my pulse to quicken. He was going to give himself to me, and I could admit I was nervous. I was a ball of emotion and hoped I could control myself. All I wanted was for this to be as wonderful and loving as my first time had been.
With everything in place, I sat down on the edge of the bed, naked, and waited for him. With every beat of my heart, I fought back the sadness I knew was going to engulf me. He’d been here for three weeks, and somehow, in that time, I’d fallen even harder for him.
Evan had become my partner, my co-parent, my lover, my confidant, and now the second love of my life. And I already missed him.
The only reason I could come up with to explain all these overwhelming feelings was that I was happy and felt loved for the first time in almost three years. Even though I knew in my head we’d see each other in two weeks, it would be the first separation of many to come.
The door opened, and I tried to push away my melancholy. Looking up, I watched as Evan walked out wearing a dark gray bath towel wrapped around his hips. A few rogue water droplets clung to his torso here and there and made me smile. He smelled divine and was as close to a Greek god as I’d ever seen. And I loved him.
“You missed a spot,” I said, motioning to the drops.
“I left them for you.”
He stepped between my spread legs and ran his fingers through my hair. Leaning in, I closed my eyes and breathed him in as I ran my hands up the back of his thighs. Rubbing my stubbled jaw back and forth across the planes of his abdomen, I memorized and savored the feel of his skin against mine. He was warm from the shower and smelled like a perfect combination of my shower gel and his cologne.
I pulled away and looked up into Evan’s eyes. He mirrored the same sadness I felt, but I refused to let it ruin our last night together.
I smiled and reached for the towel, pulling it loose to drop to the floor. Placing kisses along his ridiculously flat belly, I looked up once more before taking him into my mouth.
Evan released a soft grunt and hummed in satisfaction as I took him to the back of my throat. I’d become more proficient with my oral skills, as evidenced by his pre-cum leaking onto my tongue.
He released a moan that I recognized as a warning, so I pulled back and let him fall from my mouth. Strings of my saliva connected us as Evan leaned down and took my face in his hands. His kiss was different and held all the emotions I was feeling.
Evan broke our kiss and looked at me. “You gotta stop. You’re gonna make me cry, babe. I can feel your sadness, and tonight is not the time for it. Let’s save that for tomorrow.”
I nodded and took a deep breath. “Then get on the bed, baby, and let me have you.”
Evan gave me a heartbreaking smile. “Yes, sir, governor. I’m all yours. How do you want me?”
“On your stomach.”
As he rolled over, I reached for his cock, pulling it down between his legs where I’d have easy access to it. He was hard and groaned as I leaned in to lick a strip from tip to root.
Smiling, I crawled onto the bed and over him, trying to focus on the now. Leaning down, I kissed the side of his mouth, then worshiped his body from his ears down his neck to his lower back. I wanted to mark him and make him mine because I knew others would see it. But I took my time and kissed him every place I could reach, massaging and kneading his muscles until I got to his lower back.
I swirled my tongue along his lower spine in the area I knew was sensitive, then dipped it between his cheeks. Evan groaned as I sat back on my haunches, the spread him apart.
The smell of his skin and his leaking head turned me on. Squeezing his butt cheeks, I spread apart and leaned back to lick from the tip of his shaft, over his taint, before lapping at his hole.
I was ravenous for him, his moans and sighs spurring me on. Without taking my mouth from him, I moved to my belly and settled between his legs.
I sucked and lapped at his hole until the muscles relaxed. And when I thought he could take a finger, I licked more, alternating every once in a while to sucking on this shaft.
“God fucking damn, Hudson, you’re killing me. I’m gonna come all over this bed.”
I grinned and shook my head like a dog to rasp my beard along his sensitive skin.
Pulling back, I reached for lube with my left hand while circling his hole with the fingers of my right.
“I’m gonna apply some lube, baby. I gotta get you nice and relaxed.”
Drizzling the lube over his hole, he hissed at the cold liquid as it dripped from his hole to his balls.
“Here we go, baby. You good up there?”
“Fuck yes,” he moaned and pushed back against my finger. “Put it in my already.”
“I will,” I laughed, “as soon as I have half a tube of lube up your ass. Don’t want any fishers when I make you mine.”
“God, that’s fucking hot when you say it that way.”
I kissed his spine, and over his glutes, as my fingers quested along his hole. When I reached his cock, I lifted it into my mouth and sucked hard as I pushed a fingertip inside.
Evan gripped a pillow and moaned with no hint of pain. I sucked him just enough to work another finger into him, then curled them to swipe across his prostate.
My boyfriend released a guttural moan as I sucked his cock, worked my fingers in and out of him, and rubbed his prostate.
“Hudson, baby, god, I’m close. Finish me or get in me before I end this too soon.”
With one last swipe up to his hole, I pulled completely away.
“Oh no, baby. You’re getting the dick. Just like I wanted.”
Evan laughed as I tapped his ass. “Roll over. I wanna see your face when I take you.”
He shivered at my words but did as I asked.
“I wanna kiss the fuck out of you while you pound me,” he said, looking lust drunk.
I smiled down at the man I loved as I pushed back his legs and lined myself up to enter him.
“I’m not pounding or fucking you, baby. I’m making love to you. Nice and slow, sweet and gentle.”
I leaned my weight onto him and slipped the tip of my cock inside.
“This is not and never will be a fuck between us. I’m yours, and now you’re mine,” I said, slipping all the way in. “It’s a lifetime of loving you.”
Evan grabbed my head and brought his mouth to mine as I put my body weight on him and filled him completely. We kissed and savored one another until I knew he could take me moving inside him.
I was so happy we’d forgone condoms because I wanted myself all over him.
“I’m gonna move, baby. You ready?”
He nodded, his eyes never leaving mine. We stared at one another as I tried to evade the pending orgasm building from deep within me. And when I couldn’t hold back any longer, I crushed my mouth to his when his hole clenched my cock and warm release spilled between us.
We breathed each other in as I thrust a few more times, then found my release. I worked my hips until the passion tingling subsided, but I didn’t pull out. I wanted to keep Evan just like this forever.
I collapsed onto him when my arms would no longer support me. His big arms circled me as he placed kisses along my face. I rubbed my face along his, willing the tears to go away. I tried to think of something funny to say, but it didn’t work.
Warm tears dropped onto his skin as I let another emotion go. “I love you so much.”
Evan released me and brought his hand to my face. He lifted my head and looked into my eyes. “And I love you. We’ll get through this, I promise. Just have a little faith in us.”
I nodded as he kissed my face. My cock began to soften, and I slipped from his body. Neither of us cared about the mess we left behind. All that mattered was the man in my arms.
Placing the side of my face on his big chest, I dozed at the rhythmic sound of Evan’s heartbeat. It was music to my ears. And if we made it through this first season together unscathed, I’d beg this man to marry me.
For the first time in my life, I wished for time to pass quickly so we could be together again.
The next morning, we went to his rental and picked up his bags. Thomas was picking him up at eleven since we’d returned Evan’s rental a couple days ago.
Sitting on the sofa, we compared my updated schedule to his again, hoping to find another day or two when we could see each other.
Adley brought the kids back at ten to say goodbye. Evan made Jack promise to text him every day.
“If you don’t, I’m gonna blow up your phone.”
My son grinned up at him. “Wait. I forgot something.”
Jack turned and sprinted up the stairs, then returned carrying Evan’s poster from his wall. He held out a marker and looked up at Evan.
“You forgot to sign it the last time you were here.”
Evan looked at me and smiled, then opened the marker and signed the poster.
Every time he interacted with them, I fell a little more in love with him. They didn’t look at him as the football star, but only saw Evan, the man. Crazy how that worked.
After our interview was released on social media, we decided it was best for me and the kids to say goodbye at home, rather than making a media circus at the airport. People knew he was here in Sacramento, and we were equally sure paparazzi would be waiting at the airport.
Most reactions were positive when we posted a written statement about our relationship on social media. Thousands of comments were posted within an hour. Shocked, but mostly supportive. There were haters everywhere, and they made the most noise. Neither of us wanted to put the kids through that, so no airport goodbye for us.
That was probably for the best because I hated goodbyes. And no matter how many times I reminded myself it would only be two weeks, my heart ached a little more.
“When do your parents get back?” he asked.
“Tomorrow. I’ll work from home today. Jack has his athletic physical this afternoon.
“That’s good. I should have booked a later flight.”
“It’s okay. You haven’t been home in three weeks. Walk on the beach for me, okay? Send me some photos of the sunset.”
He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. I’m sure I looked the same way.
“I love you,” I’d said, clutching him to me. “Take care of yourself and don’t get hurt. Take all your vitamins and eat healthy.”
Evan laughed and kissed me hard. “I love you, governor. I’ll call you tonight.”
We shared one more kiss before he opened the door, and slipped from my arms.
I watched as Thomas met him on the sidewalk, then put his bag in the trunk. I stepped further out onto the porch and waved as he fastened his seatbelt.
Our eyes stayed locked on one another as the car backed out of the driveway.
Erin walked out, and I put my arm around her.
“I’m going to miss him,” she said.
“Me too, sweetheart.”
Thomas put the car in reverse and pulled away from my house. We watched until the car disappeared, then went inside. I closed the door and focused my attention on my daughter.