Chapter Twelve
Mia
He hauls me to my feet and stamps his lips to my own, groaning when he tastes himself on my tongue.
“Next time you’ll show me before you swallow. I want to see my cum filling this filthy mouth.” I think he might be dirtier than me. “And you’ll thank me for giving it to you.”
Keep dreaming, sweet cheeks.
He picks me up and wraps my legs around his waist as he walks us back toward the open doors. “Bedroom,” he rasps.
“Out here’s fine.” I just need him inside me.
“No. I’m going to make you scream and I don’t want the neighbors hearing. Your noises are for me and me alone.”
“Promises, promises,” I mutter as my lips find his for another searing kiss.
“Promises I’ll deliver on.” His lips don’t leave mine again as he carries me through the house and up the stairs to what I assume is his bedroom — the fact his scent is everywhere has me almost certain it is.
“Is this your room?”
“Of course. I want the smell of you on my sheets when you’re not here.”
“One night, Hudson.” Though I’m starting to wonder if one with this man will be enough.
“I know, baby, and I’m going to make every second of it count.” He throws me onto the bed, causing me to bounce on the incredibly luxurious mattress. “Spread your legs, baby girl. I need to return the favor.”
“Then eat away.” I let my legs drop open, revealing my completely waxed pussy.
“Fucking brat,” he mutters as he climbs onto the bed and pushes my legs wider. “You’re asking to get spanked.”
“Maybe that’s what I want.” His head drops forward as he lets out a bark of laughter.
“What am I going to do with you?” he muses.
“Bury your head in my cunt and make me come.”
“Don’t think for one moment that you’re controlling tonight.” But his eyes darken as he lowers his head and does exactly what I said.
He doesn’t waste time warming me up, he doesn’t start gentle. No, he ravages me from the start. His tongue thrusts inside me as his hands hold my hips in place and he eats me out.
I don’t need to worry about no orgasms tonight; I have a feeling I’ll be getting lots of them.
“Oh, God,” I groan as his tongue expertly massages me.
“Daddy,” he growls.
“What?” I gasp.
“Not God, baby girl. It’s Daddy. You groan my name and only my name.”
“Make me.”
His hand comes down hard on my pussy, and I can’t stop the cry that leaves my lips.
Holy shit, that felt good.
“Say it,” he demands.
I really want to provoke him, but I need to come first. I wouldn’t put it past him to deny me, and there’s not a chance in hell that’s happening. I’ve got all night to push his buttons.
“Yes, Daddy.”
His mouth closes over my clit and two thick, long fingers press inside me.
“Yes,” I moan as my walls flutter around him. He curls them inside me and rubs against that spot that very few people have ever found — or even bothered trying to find. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
He grunts against me but doesn’t release my clit, and I fall into bliss. Right over the edge and into a well of pleasure.
He works me through it, his fingers not withdrawing until the final tremor shudders through me. If that’s what his fingers can do, I can’t wait to see what he can do with his cock.
He rises onto his knees and wipes the back of his hand over his glistening mouth and chin, my release making his beard shine; a beard that felt incredible between my thighs. Reaching into the bedside drawer he pulls out a box of condoms and fishes one out, dropping the box to the bed.
Of course they’re magnum sized. I’m actually surprised he hasn’t had to have them custom made.
“I’m not sure that’s going to fit in there.” I nod from his cock to the condom he’s currently rolling over it.
“It fits, and it’s about to fit in you.”
“We’re certainly going to have fun trying.” The corner of his lip tilts up at my words.
“We’re going to have fun all night.”
I can’t fucking wait.
Hudson
I’m already addicted.
She tasted like nothing I’ve ever had before and I know I’m going to want more, so much more.
I squeeze my cock in my fist, my balls already eager to spill their load and pump their seed inside her, and look down at her cunt, the lips of her sex soaked in her arousal and my spit.
I need to get in her.
Now.
“Look at me as I give you all of me. I want to see your face when I stretch you past your limits.”
“Fucking hell,” she groans.
I notch my head at her sex and push inside her in one long glide. Her walls practically strangle me as I give her every inch of my cock and push past her resistance, her inner muscles quivering around my thickness.
“Fuck!” I bite out as I seat my cock inside her, burying myself to the hilt again and again. “Why you? Why do you have to be the best damn fuck of my life?” I pound into her, driving my hips against hers almost violently as I feel the hottest, tightest, wettest cunt of my life wrapped around me.
“So big,” she whimpers.
“You’re doing so good, baby girl,” I rasp above her as I nail her to the mattress. “You’re going to come for Daddy, aren’t you? You’re going to milk every fucking drop from me as you come on my cock.”
“Yes,” she cries.
I grip her thighs, wrapping them around my hips as I grind down on her. Her cunt clamps around me and she screams, her release pulsing through her. Her skin flushes a beautiful shade of pink and her neck arches as the name I only ever want to hear from her lips from now on spills from them.
I can’t hold back any longer, my body tenses above her as I spill into the condom, wishing for the first time in my life that I was spilling into her instead.
I can’t keep her and yet I already know I want to with every fucking pore of my body.
One night of fucking her won’t be enough.
A lifetime of fucking her wouldn’t be enough.