Chapter 21
Chapter Twenty-One
Hudson
I was already lying in bed when Kreed finally emerged from the bathroom.
He was wearing a pair of briefs that didn’t leave much to the imagination, but still, my mouth screwed in distaste because I wanted him naked.
Now that I had the all-clear from my doctor, I had no intention of wasting another fucking second not being inside of Kreed.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” Kreed asked, pausing on his way to the bed. His lips tugged down into a frown as he tried to figure me out.
“You’re not naked,” I grumbled.
He snorted, rolled his eyes, then hooked his thumbs into his briefs. After he dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them, he asked, “Better?”
I hummed, raking my eyes over him unashamedly. “Much.”
He was naked now, his cock rapidly swelling under my intense gaze.
A dark nest of curls surrounded the base.
He wasn’t trimmed, but that was okay. I liked that he wasn’t trimmed.
I liked that his chest and his belly were covered in a light dusting of dark hair, too.
He was a bear of a man, and I was fucking gone for him.
“You’re so needy,” he muttered as he slid beneath the blankets. “I haven’t gotten to ask yet…” After dinner, he had to deal with an important phone call from one of the officers dealing with Bonnie’s case. “How did your doctor’s appointment go?”
I was slowly getting better about seeing doctors.
It definitely wasn’t easy by any means, but my therapist, who Kreed had me seeing again, had me take an anxiety med before I went in to see any kind of health professional.
It kept the panic attacks at bay. Though Kreed couldn’t come today, due to his meetings, it’d still been a test of sorts to see if I could make it through an appointment without him.
Granted, Corvus was still with me, using a note he got my doctor to write for him so he could do his classes from home with me to ‘take care of me while I recovered’, but it definitely wasn’t the same as having Kreed, who’d been a solid foundation in my life from the moment I met him.
“He gave me the all-clear to have sex.”
Kreed laughed softly and wound his arms around me, tugging me closer. I went willingly, slipping my legs between his. He was just as hard as I was, and I had to swallow back a moan when our cocks rubbed together. “That’s not what I asked. Your mind is so one-track sometimes.”
I huffed. “I’m dying here, Kreed,” I grumbled, rolling him to his back. He settled his hands on my hips as I straddled him. “I’d love to be inside of you, but honestly, I’m so desperate, I’m not fucking picky. I’ll ride you or let you fuck me. I don’t care.”
He hummed and stroked his thumbs over my hips. “I’m not much of one for topping, baby. Hasn’t ever appealed to me. I’d like to be… fucked. By you. If you don’t mind.”
“Gooood,” I groaned, dropping my chin to my chest. Leaning down, I slanted my lips across his.
He pulled his mouth from mine, shooting me a pointed look.
I huffed in annoyance, my teeth audibly grinding together.
“My appointment went great. I didn’t have a fucking panic attack.
I even scheduled a goddamn annual wellness exam. There. Can we please fuck now, Kreed?”
He laughed then wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, pulling my lips down to his once more.
We both moaned into the kiss when I moved my hips just enough to grind our cocks together.
He was already leaking precum, and when I reached between us to slick it down his cock so the glide was smoother, he made a sound that was somewhere between a sob and a whimper.
It drove me fucking crazy, and I couldn’t help myself when I wrapped my fist around both of us, forcing us to fuck into my fist.
“Christ,” Kreed groaned into my mouth.
I nodded in agreement before I began to trail kisses along his jaw and down his neck. He tilted his head to the side, granting me more access, and I growled into his neck, loving how open he was about wanting me.
“You…” he moaned. “You gotta stop, baby,” he panted. “I’m going to come too fucking fast.”
I grinned. “That eager, baby?”
He huffed a laugh. “You’re just that fucking hot.”
I kissed him before dragging my teeth over his bottom lip.
Easing back onto my knees, I snatched the lube off his nightstand.
As promised, while I’d been recovering, we had still done almost everything, apart from literal sex.
He got me off. I got him off. And I did a lot of fingering to his tight hole.
“I was trying to make this last,” I told him, a cocky smirk on my lips.
He shook his head. “Not happening tonight. We’ve both been waiting for this way too damn long.” Gripping his legs behind his knees, he pulled them back, shooting me an impatient look. “Hurry up, Hudson.”
I arched a brow at him as I squeezed lube onto my fingers. “Now, who’s impatient, baby?”
He rolled his eyes, opened his mouth to say something, then quickly shut it when I slowly pressed a finger inside of him. He moaned, his jaw going slack, and he rolled his hips, pushing down on my finger as if I weren’t moving quickly enough for him.
So damn impatient.
I fucking loved it.
“Look at you,” I murmured. “So desperate for it, baby. God, I love the way your body just sucks me in. It knows me.”
“Yes,” he groaned. “More, Hudson. You know I can take it.”
And I fucking did.
I pressed in with another finger, watching his face as they sank into his body.
He was already moaning like a whore, just like he always did, and I knew without a doubt, once I got my cock in him, he’d babble.
And fuck, I was so ready to hear it, my cock was leaking precum onto our black comforter in anticipation.
He rolled his hips down as I stretched him, whimpering and whining as I stroked the pads of my fingers over his prostate. His cock was making a mess all over his belly, matting the hair there, but I wasn’t even sure he was aware of it anymore.
“Now,” he panted. “Fucking now, Hudson.”
I sure as fuck didn’t need to be told twice. I saw the toys Kreed used on himself, and a couple of them were bigger than I was. I trusted him to know what he could and couldn’t handle.
After slicking my cock with more lube than was necessary, I pressed my cock against his opening and finally slid inside of him for the first time ever.
My eyes rolled back in my skull, and I gripped his thighs, my fingers trembling as his tight heat enveloped me, practically sucking me inside of him.
“Goddamn,” I growled, leaning over him to kiss him.
“Move,” he panted when I stilled to gain control of my fucking senses again. “Please, Hudson. Please.”
I eased out, then pushed back inside of him. My stomach was still a little tender, but fuck if that would stop me. I was finally inside of Kreed. I was finally owning him and making him mine in the way I’d craved to for years. Like hell was I stopping to rest my abdominal muscles.
“You’re so fucking tight,” I snarled.
“And you feel so good,” he moaned, wrapping his legs around my hips. His arms wound around me. “Fuck me. Please fucking fuck me, Hudson. I need it. I want—ughn.”
His breath was knocked from his lungs on my next deep stroke. Bracing myself on an elbow, I pressed my other hand to the back of his right thigh, pushing his leg back even further, and then, I gave him exactly what he wanted.
I fucked him.
“Oh, fuck. Oh, God. You feel so good. Please don’t stop.
Fuck. Fuuuuck,” he whined. If he kept talking like that, I wouldn’t fucking last. I’d known he would be a talker during sex, but nothing had prepared me for how goddamn close to the edge it’d drive me.
Who the fuck knew I was a sucker for begging like this?
“I’m so close. So close, baby. Please, please, please—oh fuuuuuck,” he cried out, his back bowing off the bed as his cum splashed between us.
And the sight of him coming un-fucking-touched and the exquisite feeling of his ass tightening around my cock undid me right along with him.
I kissed him hard and deep, fucking my tongue into his mouth as I spilled inside him.
“I love you,” I panted, tucking my face into the curve of his neck.
He trailed his fingers down my sweaty spine, his heart hammering and his pulse rapidly beating against my lips. “I love you, too, baby. Fucking always.”