Chapter 34
Hudson
Icould fucking suffocate in her pussy and die a happy man. With Shannon in my arms and the sounds and scents of the ocean surrounding us, I’ve never felt more at peace in my life, which is painfully ironic since I’m pretty sure my life has never been more of a mess.
I pull her to me, eating like a starved man until she’s gasping for breath above me. Wanting to be inside her when she tips over the edge, I push back and stand, helping her off the railing and leading her to one the lounge chairs.
They’re sturdy with no arms, making it the perfect place for her to ride me while she looks out at the ocean. But as soon as I sit down, I realize I wasn’t planning for this and I’m unprepared.
“Shit,” I mutter loud enough for her to hear as she stands next to me.
Some of the lusty haze clears from her eyes. “What’s wrong?”
“I wasn’t planning on actually seeing you while I was down here.
I ran out of the house without condoms,” I admit.
It’s not a huge deal, we can still get each other off, but I was hoping to be enveloped in her heat as her walls closed around me, drowning out the cacophony of what-if scenarios rolling through my head for what Monday will bring.
Shannon studies me while biting her lip, her fingers fanning out to trace the outline of my abs.
“We could go without,” she says, her intonation making it half-question, half-suggestion. She also shrugs a shoulder, feigning nonchalance about me taking her bare.
I exhale slowly. “You really have a thing for playing with fire, don’t you?” I tease.
She doesn’t shy away from the issue and I love watching her find that confidence again.
“Just figured there have been enough barriers between us recently,” she replies playfully, still standing, but straddling my chair now, the blanket discarded in a heap on the deck next to us.
“You’re trusting I’ll be able to pull out when the time comes and I’m not so confident,”
I admit, talking to her pussy which is eye level with me right now.
She sits down between my legs, leaving an inch of space between us.
Her eyes flare with lust in the dark. “Who said anything about pulling out?” She runs her tongue across my bottom lip.
I’m so fucking hard it hurts and she seals our fate when she whispers, “You’ve already filled my heart. Now I want you to fill my body.”
Yes, ma’am.
Her feet are planted on the deck, but she doesn’t get a chance to bear any of her weight when I lift her and seat her on my cock in one swift motion. Considering my face was just between her legs, I know she’s wet enough to take me.
“Fuck!” we cry in unison as I bury myself to the hilt.
She immediately starts rocking back and forth on my lap, using my shoulders for leverage, but I have to still her.
“I need just a minute or this gonna turn into an eight-second ride.”
She nods, but dives in, biting my neck, smashing her tits to my chest and I can feel her nipples scraping across my pecs. Fuuuck, this is not helping.
Swallowing hard, I try to stave off my orgasm so I have enough time to at least get her there with me, but the way she’s rolling her hips has her clit grinding against my pubic bone and a wave of relief hits me when her short, panted breaths fill the air.
“Hudson, I’m...” She wraps her arms around my neck, grinding harder. My hands are spread across her hips and ass pushing and pulling to match her rhythm. At the first spasm of her orgasm, my hips thrust into her.
“Baby, you’re sure about this?” I grunt a split second before I’m painting her insides.
“God, yes. Please.” Her whine is music to my ears.
“Oh…fuck…baby…” I damn near blackout as I erupt inside her.
I don’t make a habit of fucking without a condom, and I’d forgotten how wonderful it feels.
“Thank you,” she breathes against my ear a minute later.
“Pretty sure it’s me that should be thanking you,” I tell her, kissing her forehead.
As we come down from our highs, our sweat begins to dry, making us both shiver.
I reach over and pick the discarded blanket up and wrap it around Shannon, before tucking it behind my shoulders, encasing us in a cocoon.
With her forehead pressed against mine, she lets out a quiet huff.
“You know, people say you should never make declarations of love during sex…” she trails off, leaving my heart pounding harder than a stampede of fucking elephants.
It isn’t until she pauses that I realize how much I’ve wanted to hear her say the words.
“Well, in general, people are idiots, so I don’t know how much advice I’d take from them. And technically, we aren’t having sex right this moment,” I say, encouraging her. Desperate to hear the words fall from her lips.
She laughs and pulls back to look at me. “Is it too soon?”
“Not for me,” I answer honestly. I’d say more, but she needs to drive this ship. She’s the one coming out of a marriage.
“I know it’s fast, but I’ve learned so much over the last few months. I’ve learned what falling out of love is like and I’ve learned what falling in love should be. And regardless of what society deems appropriate, I love you, Hudson. I’m in love with you.”
Cupping her face, I look her straight in the eye when I say it back.
We knew our peaceful moment wouldn’t last. In fact, we made it about an hour into our drive home, me following her after retrieving her car from the hotel when flashing blue lights pull in between she and I, forcing her onto the shoulder.
I don’t want any trouble, but she and I both are on edge today, so I pull off to the shoulder in front of her, not wanting the officer to feel like he’s caged in.
I roll my window down in case he wants to come have a chat about my presence.
A second officer arrives on the scene a few minutes later…to deal with me no doubt. My license and registration are already handy and I leave my hands in sight on the steering wheel as the officer approaches.
“There a reason you stopped when the vehicle behind you was pulled over?” he asks, straight to the point.
“Yes, sir. That’s my girlfriend. The last twenty-four hours have been pretty rough and we’re dealing with her soon-to-be-ex-husband.
I just want to make sure she’s okay to drive after whatever citation she’s getting.
” I know it isn’t speeding because our cruise control was set for five over, and no way we were the fastest cars on the road.
“Her soon-to-be-ex you say?” I nod in confirmation and he says, “Wait here. Do not get out of your vehicle.”
“Yes, sir,” I reply respectfully.
I watch in my side-view mirror as my officer approaches the one standing outside of Shannon’s window. She doesn’t appear to be panicking as he talks. My officer takes something from the other officer and walks back to my window.
“Can you verify her address?” I now realize what he’s holding is Shannon’s license.
I’ve never been so grateful for my job as I am right now. I’ve read Shannon’s address on numerous packages and am so familiar with that neighborhood by now I could probably give him everyone’s address.
I easily rattle it off and then add, “But your system may show an application for a new license with an apartment address listed. Their separation was recent.”
He gives me a look and I can hear the voice in his head. Innnnnteeresting.
He walks back to Shannon’s car and the other officer.
I’m calm and collected until they open her door and have her get out.
They give her plenty of space and don’t lay a single hand on her, so I’m not panicking quite yet, but we’re getting there.
However, when I look back at the cops’ faces, they’re wearing expressions of pity.
Shannon is gesturing, not wildly, but emphatically enough to tell me she’s pissed, but oddly, I don’t think it’s directed at the cops. She’s trying to hand her keys to the cop that pulled her over, but he’s holding his hands up, refusing to take them.
I’m startled when the second cop is suddenly at my window.
“Sir, could you come with me, please?”
“Um, yeah, sure.” I unbuckle my seatbelt and climb out of the car.
When I get within ear shot, I hear Shannon saying, “Take them. If he wants his precious car back, by all means, here are the keys.”
“Shan? What’s going on?” I ask as I approach.
She whirls to face me, looking fucking radiant in her anger.
“Gregor called and reported my car stolen. His name is the only one on the title, technically making it his car even though he’s never driven the damn thing a day in his life.
Joke’s on him though because I’ve hated this piece of shit ever since he brought it home.
” Turning to face the officers, completely unfazed by the highway traffic ten feet from her, she says, “Do I look like a minivan mom to you guys?”
They smartly shake their heads no. My officer is fighting hard to hide his smile.
“So here, if he wants it back so badly, he can figure out how to get it off the side of the goddamn road because I’m going home to pick my daughter up and fuck my boyfriend.”
She tosses the keys at the officer’s feet because he still won’t take them.
“Ma’am, we see where you’ve requested a change of address through the DMV. But since the registration matches your current license, we aren’t planning to take this car from you.”
“That’s fine, but someone should call Gregor Hartley and let him know his vehicle has been abandoned on the side of the highway.
” With that, she wrenches open the back door, yanks her duffel bag out and throws it to the pavement before climbing in the front over the console, grabbing her purse, her car charger, and a sea turtle air freshener she has clipped to the air vent.
Once she has both feet back on the ground she smiles sweetly at the officers. “Is there anything else?”
The officer who pulled her over finally loses the battle of holding his laughter in and he snorts as he says, “No, ma’am. You two have a good day.”
As I pull back onto the highway, Shannon seethes. “I cannot believe the nerve of that man. The infuriating part is that I’m questioning everything. Did he ever love me? And if he didn’t, I can’t believe I fell for his bullshit!”
I stay silent, letting her process. It takes about an hour before she’s ready to talk again.
“Hud, he threatened your sister’s job. He threatened your job. Your savings, your retirement. We have to let Monica know and I’m sure she’s going to be even less of a fan of mine once we tell her.”
“Shan, you forget that Mon and I have our own bone to pick with Gregor. He might’ve spewed threats to scare you into thinking we’d all be mad at you for dragging us into this, but that’s only because he’s too arrogant to realize he dragged us into it himself.
All he did was make our forces stronger by giving us another person who wants to see him pay. ”
The devil will fall by his own hands.