Chapter 14
Chapter Fourteen
ADDY
H udson flips me over so I am laying underneath him. Those blue eyes pinning me to the blanket take my breath away. And I’m still nowhere close enough. His gorgeous, toned body, propped up over me with those huge arms, tenses with every move he makes. The fire in my center is aching for him.
But I have way too many clothes on and no condom. It has been a long time since I have been with anyone. Adam wasn’t exactly the generous type when it came to getting me off. And with all of his other extracurriculars, I wasn’t exactly first priority.
Hudson waits until I am settled before he tucks a stray strand of hair behind my ear. My heart flutters like a caged bird.
“I want to touch you, Addy.”
“I want you to.”
“If you want me to stop, just say.”
Like that is going to happen. How long have I waited for his hands on me? His warmth and hardness against my skin.
“Sit up,” he rasps.
I do as he says, and when I’m sitting, he nudges between my legs and kneels before resting on his heels. He takes my shirt and lifts it up. I lift my arms, and he slides it up and off. The dark lacy bra and panty set I chose for today are paying off now, as his gaze darkens. But he doesn’t touch me.
“Please, Hudson.”
His eyes flicker downward and back up. “You sure, Addy?”
His pants are stretched by a hardened ridge. His breathing is erratic and choppy.
“About you, Hudson Rawlins? Always.”
A smile flickers on his lips before his face turns feral. He grabs my hips and tugs my jeans down. They give way, and he tosses them onto the blanket with my shirt.
“Jesus, Addy.”
“You’re still not touching me,” I whisper.
“Give me a moment to look at you.”
Heat rises to my face. But I lay back and stare up at the bursts of stars above us. I’m pretty sure this is heaven. I have found it. Naked and adored by Hudson Rawlins in the bed of his truck, under the magnificent sky full of stars. With the fire crackling. His hands, strong and warm... His breathing, heavy.
He leans down and kisses my mouth before tracking down my neck. His lips are warm, soft, and hungry. Tracking over my collarbone, he presses kisses to the swell of my left breast, then the right. Oh god. His hands cup each one as he nips each hardened peak. I whimper and arch off the blanket. A deep, soft laugh rumbles through his throat.
“Hudson, take it off.”
His hands slide underneath me as he unclasps the bra and I wriggle out of it. He swallows hard, jaw feathering, as my breasts bounce with the movement. A heartbeat later, his mouth finds my nipple. I release a breathy moan. He grips my hips, his weight pressing into me a little more.
I can’t help but move my hips to push my aching center against his throbbing hard-on as I grip the blanket. He moves to the other nipple. His teeth scrape over it, and he sucks it, releasing it with a pop.
“You are divine, Adeline.”
A sob cracks in my chest. No one has ever had me this way. Discovered my body like this. Taken their time to make me feel everything. Let alone think I’m divine . How the hell am I ever going to come back from this?
I stifle another sob. Hudson stills, his eyes tracking back to mine.
“Please don’t stop,” I beg.
“Addy, what’s?—”
“Please don’t stop, Huddy.”
His eyes widen slightly, studying mine for a moment before he returns to my chest. I push my hands into his hair. He groans around my nipple, and I moan. This time, I arch off the blanket involuntarily. He gives each peak a last pluck with his teeth before kissing down my stomach. My hips swivel with anticipation. I want his hands on my apex. His fingers inside me. When his mouth finds my aching center, I gasp.
Oh. My. God.
Another thing I’ve never done.
He growls and pushes against the inside of my thighs, opening me wider for him. “Jesus, sweet girl, you are so fucking wet.”
I can’t respond. He rubs a thumb over my apex, and I whimper. Then his tongue sweeps over it, and my hand fists his hair, and he chuckles. The sound sends electricity through my core. He suckles and licks my throbbing clit. Every stroke of his tongue sends me higher and higher.
“Hudson,” I moan.
“Not yet, Addy. We’re taking our time, remember.”
Too breathless for anything else, I nod.
He slides a finger into my core.
“Oh god, Hudson.”
He sucks my apex, sweeping his tongue over my folds, and I can’t help the cries that spill from my lips. His hand slides up my belly, and he tweaks my nipple between two fingers. I arch again, and he slides another finger inside me. Heat floods my center. My tipping point is so close.
“Come for me, sweet girl.”
He slides his fingers in and out roughly. My mouth waters. Fire builds in my core. He sucks my apex. I grip his hair and the blanket as I explode around his fingers.
“Hudson, Huddy . . . Hud?—”
His name is a plea, a chant. And it sinks into my soul, like it was waiting to come home.
When I settle from having Hudson send me higher than anyone ever has before, I push up on my elbows. The sweetest smile is on his face and the evidence of my release is all over his chin.
“Come here,” I breathe.
He crawls up to me on his hands and knees, and I wipe his chin before kissing his mouth. He sinks into the kiss like a man starved. And I bet he is. I can imagine how hard he must be right now. I tug at his jeans and release the button before sliding the zipper down.
“Addy,” he rasps. “You don’t?—”
Pressing a finger to his lips, I whisper, “I absolutely do.”
He groans and lets me remove his jeans and boxers. His hard length springs from its confines as I slide his clothes down. Holy shit. He’s big and perfect. The bell end on this man makes my mouth water. He stays on his knees, and I shuffle backward. “Hold the headboard, Huddy.”
He raises a brow but does as he’s told. I take him with one hand, and he sinks down to kiss me, hands fondling my aching breasts. But he breaks from the kiss and takes my chin in his free hand. He groans and rests his forehead on mine. “Fuck, Addy.”
“All in good time, Huddy. Now, hands on the headboard, mister.”
He straightens and takes the headboard. I lower my mouth onto his cock and his grip turns white. Taking in the head, I lick and swirl my tongue over him. He melts and tenses all at once. I let his velvety soft head pop from my mouth. He shudders and groans.
“I thought we were taking our time, Rawlins?”
He huffs a growly laugh. “With those pretty lips around my cock, Addy, I don’t think I’m going to last as long as you did.”
I smile and sink onto his head again. His stomach muscles tense as he tries to stay still, and I slide down a little further. Taking up a smooth rhythm and sucking and teasing the tip of him, I pump him with my hand.
“Addy, fuck,” he groans.
“Mhmmm?” I feel the sound of my hum sink into him.
He starts to shake. I pick up the pace.
His hands snap from the headboard and around my face. “Addy, stop.”
I pause for a minute to catch his meaning. His face is wrecked. He is so close. I slide him deep into my mouth.
“Addy, are you sure?” he growls, low and gravelly.
I nod.
Come for me, Hudson.
Let me taste you.
I swirl my tongue over his tip and take him deep, pulling up and plunging deep. His hands are in my hair. His gaze is on mine. He chokes for breath. Those gorgeous blue eyes are lost to release as he spills into my mouth. I keep up the pace and swallow every drop he gives me.
When he offers up no more, I slide him from my lips and clean the corner of my mouth with my thumb. He drops onto his heels, breathing heavily. I crawl into his lap, and he folds his arms around me. We stay locked together until the cold finds us.
Cold, I snuggle closer to Hudson in the bedroll. My own sleeping bag is somewhere on the ground, still rolled up. We didn’t even bother getting dressed last night. After we lay talking until the moon had reached her apex, I fell asleep on his arm. Now, he is wrapped around me. I lift the canvas. Dawn’s light splinters over the eastern mountains. I stifle a groan, drifting back to sleep.
Something tugs at my nipple. Warmth is splayed over my ribs, sliding up to cup each breast. I force my eyes open in the bright morning light. Hudson hovers over me on his hands and knees. His scruffy brown hair is messy from sleep. His arms flex as he moves around my breasts, dotting kisses. I can feel his morning hardness against the inside of my thigh, so close. We could move an inch and he would be inside me. And I would be in heaven. I know it. I run my hands through his hair.
“Morning, sweet girl.”
I chuckle. “Good morning, Hudson.”
“Will be in a moment for you.”
He kisses his way downward. I gasp as his mouth finds my apex and it thunders to life, throbbing under his tongue. I arch again. He slides two fingers into me, and I cry out. His hand reaches for my nipple, but I grab it and slide two fingers into my mouth. He groans when I suck them and release them.
“Jesus, Addy.”
“Jesus ain’t here, Rawlins, only you and me.”
He laughs, his head hitting my stomach. He loses it, rolling off me and slapping his chest. I can’t help but laugh, too, and when he closes his eyes to push through the last little bit of laughter, I roll on top of him. His breath shallows out when my wet center meets his hard cock.
“God, you have no idea how bad I want to sink into you right now,” he rasps.
“Maybe this will help.” I slide down and duck under the blanket. My mouth finds his tip a heartbeat later, and his hands grip the blanket underneath us. This time, I suck and pull with one hand, teasing him with my tongue on every upstroke. I can taste myself on him from a moment ago. I moan and he growls.
I love that sound. The way he falls apart when he hits his release. I fold the blanket back so I don’t miss his gorgeous face. He looks down at me with hooded eyes. His hand finds my hair, and I pull up with more suction and release him with a pop. He groans, deep and heady. He liked that.
I do it again.
His breathing shatters. I graze the tip with my teeth, swirling my tongue around the base of his head. I plunge him deep into my mouth and suck upward, letting him go again.
“Adeline,” he rasps.
I pick up the pace until his entire body trembles and his grip turns to a fist in my hair.
“Stop, Addy. Please, stop.”
I shoot up and out of the blanket. “Huddy?”
His face is torn between agony and bliss.
He finally opens his eyes. “You don’t—” He sucks in a breath. “You don’t have to.”
I raise an eyebrow and slide a hand up between the valley of his chest, over his throat, and cup his jaw. “I want to.”
“I can’t stop when you?—”
I press a finger to his lips. “Shhhh. Let me make you feel good, okay?”
He swallows and nods lightly, and I slide back under the blanket. The head leaks with precum. I take him into my mouth, gripping him with a hand. And I pull up with suction, and my mouth pops from his tip. He is fisting the blanket. I pause, taking his hand and shoving it into my hair. I want his hands on me for this.
“Come for me, Huddy.”
I tangle my tongue around his tip and slide down, pulling up with hard suction. His hand grips my hair. Good man.
I pick up the pace and deepen with each pass until he is trembling under me. “Now, Hudson.”
I take him as deep as I can and suck my way back up. He explodes in my mouth with a groan. I pump him with my hand, taking everything as I swallow.
When I have cleaned him up, I kiss my way up his hard abdomen. Halfway up, rough hands pull me up until I’m face-to-face with a very happy Hudson.
“Your turn to hold the headboard, sweet girl.”
“What?”
“Hold the headboard and spread your legs, Adeline.”
My face must give away my shock, because he chuckles and lifts me above his head. I settle with my knees on either side of his head. And, as instructed, I hold on to the headboard. His tongue finds my very wet center a second later, and I try not to collapse on his face.
“You are so fucking wet, Addy. You should be on my cock right now.”
I huff a laugh, but he sweeps his tongue through my wet center and I almost crumple. One hand slides up my stomach, finding my hard nipple. He tweaks it while sliding two fingers inside me. He sucks my apex, flicking his tongue over it, all the while pumping his hand in and out. Heat builds in my center, and every breath is a soft cry. He works my breasts, pushing and pulling, rolling my nipples through his fingers. When he sucks hard on my apex, I whimper, so close. My grip on the headboard turns white.
“Hu—Oh god!”
His movements intensify, and I explode. I cry out, bucking on my knees. Breathless, I clamp around his fingers, beautiful agony coursing through me.
“Good girl.”
I melt against the headboard.
When both of us are cleaned up and dressed, we sit by the embers and have some breakfast. I stare over the vista at the house that Hudson built. A tiny part of me wants to be the one on that swing with him. I swallow past the rock lodged in my throat. We’re more than friends. But we’re not serious by any means. And I’m leaving before the end of the year.
Suddenly, I’m not that hungry. “We should get going.”
“We can stay a little longer, if you want. Personally, I never want to leave this spot.”
I wish I could stay here. Replay the last twelve hours, actually. When it was only Hudson and me. Suspended in time, wrapped in each other’s arms. No reality needed. No asshat boss. No contract that will come to an end all too soon. No pressure to succeed.
No reason to leave.
I smile, but it doesn’t reach my eyes. “Yeah, we could stay here forever.”