Chapter 9
PIPER
“Ipacked for all occasions.” I give him a sultry look and rest my hands against his firm shoulders.
“You are such a good girl, Piper,” Hudson says huskily, and I hear desire laced in his tone. He pulls my body closer and ensures that I’m positioned over his now-hard member, which causes me to let a moan of approval escape my lips.
He runs his hands up my body, and the material of my nighty drags with them to reveal that I have on a matching thong. He tips his head to get a better view, and after his inspection, he whistles in approval.
“A very good girl.”
Our mouths meet and the kiss is warm and slow, a confirmation that this is what we want. He presses his firm lips to mine, and his tongue delves inside of my mouth. This man has the ability to kiss my breath away; I’m not immune to that fact floating in my head.
I break the kiss and reach over to the bucket of ice on the side table, and my body position gives Hudson ample opportunity to slide the strap down my shoulder and brush his lips along my skin and collarbone. The movement causing a sensation to spread across my breasts and my nipples to peak.
Grabbing a piece of ice, I hold it up to show him. “I want that night again,” I whisper and press the cold cube against my neck, gliding it down slowly in the direction of my breasts.
Hudson’s chuckle is a devilish rumble, and he acts quickly, because next thing I know, he grips my hips and tosses me off his lap where I land on my back along the couch cushion. Before I can even settle, he’s hovering over me with confident eyes.
He coaxes my thighs wider, and he settles his body between them.
“As much as I want to watch you touch yourself with an ice cube, I think you’ll remember that you won’t get a chance to lead, but points for effort, baby.” He pins my wrists above my head and leans over me, taking the ice from between my fingers in his teeth.
I remember. How could I forget? There’s a reason this man is a coach. He likes to demand and be in control, and he has a winning mindset which works in my favor.
His eyes meet my own for one last check, and I can only nibble my bottom lip because my entire body is on fire, and my back lifts off the sofa to give into the feeling of the cube against me.
The burn of the cold ice isn’t going to be enough to unwind me.
Instead, Hudson is causing me to writhe from a desire that makes my pussy clench and ache.
With the ice visible between his teeth, he uses his hand to pull the fabric down to reveal my nipple, and he squeezes and pinches, but it’s more a quick caress or warning.
Using his mouth, he begins at the base of my neck and glides the ice to my nipple and circles, leaving a wet trail.
He gives attention to each hard bud then pulls back slightly, showing me the ice is still trapped between his teeth.
He does this while he pulls my legs up toward the ceiling, resting my ankles against his shoulder and he slides my thong up and off my body.
The moment my underwear flies through the air, he is already bringing my feet back to the couch. Keeping my legs wide, he dives in eagerly, the ice hitting my clit in one swift move, and I whimper before my breathing grows labored.
I let out a gasp and comb my fingers through his hair, then tighten my grip to hold on. Looking down at him, I watch as he uses the ice with such skill, creating a pattern up and down on my pussy, only to land on my clit. He circles and circles, causing me to teeter toward an edge already arriving.
Hudson peers up at me because I know he likes to watch me, especially when he’s holding my thighs to keep them parted.
“I’m almost there already,” I warn him with a strained breath and my vision is hazy.
My statement grabs his attention because he abandons his efforts, brings his head up, but still holds me wide then spits out the cube onto the floor.
“I want you to come, but it has to be on my tongue. I love your taste; it lingers in my mouth for days.” He nearly jumps off the couch before he picks me up and slings me over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” I can hear the smile in my voice.
He walks in the direction of the stairs, spanking my ass in a playful manner, as my lingerie is in a mess around my waist. “No fucking way you’re coming on my sofa. The first time in this house is going to be on my bed.”
This man is in far too good of shape, as he’s carrying me up the stairs like I’m a doll, and it’s so fucking hot.
“But my first time coming in this house was last night,” I correct him with a coy voice, reminding him I was alone in the guest room, knowing damn well that it’s a tease and the truth.
He growls at my words as he walks into his room and sets me down in front of the bed.
I take a second to take in my surroundings of a large room with windows wrapped around the corner to overlook the lake.
The bed is big enough for four, and I’m taken back by the white linens with a soft green throw blanket and matching pillows.
But I’m snapped back into what is happening when I see Hudson eagerly getting his shirt off.
“As much as I want you against the window, we’re going to deviate a little on the replay. On all fours, Piper. Middle of the bed,” he orders as he swings his shirt to the side onto the floor, and he begins to work his jeans.
Doing as I’m told, I get onto the bed and glance over my shoulder. Hudson is now down to his boxer briefs, and when those come off, he touches his ready cock and inspects his view of me.
The sight of him makes me want to touch him, but he’s pulling me to the edge of the bed on all fours and caresses my ass before sliding a finger between my folds.
“Soaking wet for me,” he comments right before his mouth lands on my pussy.
“Oh fuck,” I moan.
He’s licking me from behind. “So good, so damn good,” Hudson murmurs before he switches to a new pattern against my bundle of nerves, and he brings another finger inside of me.
My hands clench the sheets, and I’m already too wired from downstairs that it only takes a few more strokes and I’m at my cusp, shaking against his tongue and crying out in pure satisfaction.
But he doesn’t let me rest, because he flips me like a pancake so I’m on my back, then he’s over me in full command.
It’s his eyes, however, that have me trapped at this moment. A momentary stillness as we both get a little lost in our reflection of lust and want.
He balances his weight on one arm, which enables the fingers on his other hand to sweep away some of my loose hair.
“You’re beautiful but about ten times more so when you’re naked on my bed about to let me take you deep.” Hudson kisses my lips, at first a peck, then he takes his time kissing me like it matters.
And I think it does. Or maybe I hope it does.
I sink into the mattress and let his kiss carry me into another world. I wrap my legs around him which causes his cock to rub against my pussy and instantly twitch against my clit. It only makes me pull him closer against my body.
“Careful, I may just slide right into you because you’re so ready,” he warns as his lips brush along my cheek.
The idea causes my walls to pulse, eager for his words to be true.
I should be wiser right now, considering I’m not on birth control.
Reaching between us, I take hold of his cock and work from the base up in long smooth strokes.
His eyes hood closed for a second before he rolls us so we’re lying on our sides facing one another, offering him the opportunity to touch me again, which must have been his goal, as his fingers play with me.
“I can’t control myself around you. You cast a magic spell or something. I’m going to take you the way you should be punished for making us wait a day, then I’m going to make you come the way you should when you’re with me,” he warns in a whisper.
“I don’t even know what that means, but I need you inside of me.” I roll my hips in waves, trying to get friction against his skin.
He scoffs a sexy-as-hell laugh before rolling off the bed. I peel off the scrap of satin dangling down my middle as Hudson grabs a condom.
But everything is happening so fast because before I get a chance to take a moment to breathe, he is back at the bed and guiding my body back to all fours, and his hand pushes my upper back down so my ass is in the air.
“Tell me if I get too rough,” he reminds me.
I nod but say nothing, as the feeling of his fingers testing my entrance is a distraction, and the moment his tip enters me, I feel full again.
He hisses with pleasure as he works his way fully inside of me. “So tight.”
Hudson goes deep and finds a rhythm, and when he’s comfortable with his speed and pace, he grabs my arms and brings them behind my back to hold them down in a fold, and now I know what he means about fucking me for punishment.
My body surrenders to him, and I’m relying on Hudson to hang on. I have no use of my arms as they’re held tight, and he drives in and out of me relentlessly. My breasts jiggle with every movement, and I couldn’t stop my feral sounds if I tried.
“Deep and hard,” he states.
I feel my lips curve into a smirk. That night when we met, he did the same, except I was pinned to a window during round one, rode him on top during round two, and the man had a thing for discovering my flexibility during round three.
And here we are now and he’s fucking me as though I’m familiar, his, and he knows my limits. The funny thing is, he knows my body. There is a natural current between us where we are attuned to one another’s needs and wants.
“Hudson,” I nearly scream as he grunts when he’s fully inside of me before he pulls out then goes back in.
“You’re going to drive me insane.” His breathing is heavy.
Hudson lets my arms go, but they don’t move as he had held them in a bind and they need a moment to loosen. He spanks my ass then encourages me to lie on my back, but his eyes inform me that he’s switching to his softer side.
He guides my body to scoot back until my head lands on a pillow, and he’s over me, re-entering and bringing my knees up to my shoulders to take me deep. My hands come out to cradle his face and our eyes meet in a gaze.
Inside of me, he moves slower, allowing us time to soak up the moment.
“You make me want it all at once.” His tone is missing his confident edge. I wonder if he means position or maybe… us.
This is the most insane notion of my life. It must take more than a night and a few good days to feel like the world turns differently.
I shake the notion from my head and plant my mouth on his, kissing him as he moves inside of me.
We nuzzle our noses and let our mouths explore down our necks as we move together with every thrust.
“I remember the way you took me. I want you in my mouth again, I want to be on top of you and for you to fuck me, guiding me just the way you like it,” I explain in a daze of lust.
It causes Hudson to half-grin, and he slides his hand to the back of my neck. “Next round. Right now, I need to do what I’ve wanted to do since you showed up at my house.”
I feel my impending orgasm and reach between us, only to have my hand pushed away. Hudson’s knowing grin reminds me that he will handle it, and I feel the imprint of his long finger pressing against my clit.
He moves slightly and brings my legs to one side as he reangles to take me in a spooning position, but I’m able to stare straight up into his eyes that haven’t broken contact.
“It’s okay, baby, let go,” he murmurs as he continues to draw a line along my collarbone with his lips.
I can’t take this anymore, and my hand touches my forehead as I pant and moan.
“That’s it. All over my cock, show me how much you enjoy me inside of you. How good you take my cock. Come on, baby, I won’t come until you’re trembling.”
His praise takes me over the edge, and I begin to shake and tighten around his length as I coo his name. He brings his hand to softly cradle my jaw. “That’s it, just like that.” He speaks against my skin, his warm breath adding to my sensory overload.
I cry out as my orgasm draws to a finish, panting, my entire body heavy. I feel dizzy and almost as if I might black out, and my body is his as Hudson moves of his own accord to get himself to the other side.
He joins our hands together against the mattress, and a slew of curses comes out of his mouth as his hips buck and still, reaching his freefall.
Hudson is careful not to crush me, but he collapses next to me, keeping our bodies close and staying inside of me. He kisses the curve of my shoulder as we both lie in bliss.
We look at one another and chuckle in the backs of our throats before kissing really quick.
“There is more to come,” he confirms.