17. Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen
Hudson
I can’t let her go. Not yet anyway, not until I’ve had my fill of her — something I fear will never come.
I reluctantly pull my cock out of her and freeze.
My cum slowly seeps out of her beautiful pink cunt. I don’t know whether to weep from fucking joy at the sight or freak out. Maybe a little of both.
My eyes shoot to hers. “Tell me you’re on birth control.”
Or don’t, either’s fine.
What the fuck am I thinking?
“I’m on birth control.” I’m not sure if I’m relieved or disappointed. “Tell me you’re clean.”
“I’m clean and I’ve never gone bare before.”
“Same,” she murmurs.
“I should have had more control than this, baby. I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine, it was both of us,” she mumbles and I can’t resist any longer.
My fingers slowly scoop my cum from where it has pooled between her thighs on the leather seat and push it back into her.
I bite my lip, unable to stop the groan that leaves me at what I’m doing. Fuck me, if this isn’t one of the hottest things I’ve ever done.
My cock twitches where it’s resting against my thigh, desperate to get back inside her and spill another load.
“Why is that so hot?” I hear her whisper.
“Come home with me.” The words leave my mouth before I’m even aware of thinking them but it’s exactly what I want.
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. We need to talk.”
“No, we need to stop this. Whatever this is.”
“Not a chance,” I rasp.
“Hudson, this can’t happen. We can’t happen.”
“We’re alone, baby girl and my cock is currently hanging out of my pants. What do you call me when we’re alone?”
“I am not calling you Daddy right now,” she splutters.
“Why? I had a moment there of thinking you’d just made me one.”
“That’s not funny.”
“No, it’s not but it certainly wasn’t as scary as I thought it would have been.”
“You’re insane,” she breathes as her wide eyes stare up at me.
“I think when it comes to you, I just might be.”
I’ve stuffed all of my cum back inside her pretty little cunt, but I need to get her dressed before I stuff her with my cock again.
“Here, let’s put these back on you.” I pick her shorts and the tiny scrap of lace she had on up from the ground and feed her legs back into them. Once she’s dressed and sitting up in front of me, I take her face in my hands and hold her gaze. “You’re coming home with me.”
“Hudson,” she groans as her head drops back on her shoulders.
I let the Daddy issue drop this time, it’s more important that I get her to come home with me right now.
“Sweet pea, we need to talk. I’m not taking no for an answer. I should have taken you back to my place straight away but feeling you wrapped around me on my bike fried my brain.”
“I’m not staying with you. You drive me home after.” I don’t like it, but agree to it. For now. It will also be after a shower and another fuck.
Mia
I walk through the door of Hudson’s house just as in awe of it this time round as I was the first time.
“Why don’t you go shower while I order us something to eat?”
“We’re meant to be talking. I’m not staying, remember?”
“I’m not asking you to, but you’ll be more comfortable freshly showered and wearing clean clothes.” He’s absolutely right, my clothes are covered in sweat and cum, and I no doubt stink from my run earlier. I’m also starving.
“Fine,” I grumble as I turn on my heel and head toward the stairs.
“Brat,” I hear him mumble and can’t help but grin.
***
I emerge from the bathroom thirty minutes later, feeling a lot better than I did earlier.
Glancing at the bed I see a small pile of clothes laid out for me.
I discard the sweatpants after rolling them several times only for them to still fall down.
His boxers, which I’ve had to gather at the waist with a hairband, and his t-shirt, which is basically a dress, will have to do.
I make my way downstairs to the smell of garlic and tomato, my stomach rumbling instantly. Hudson stands at the counter dividing food into bowls.
“Something smells good.” He turns at my voice, and his eyes darken at the sight of me.
“Fuck, sweet pea, you look so good in my clothes.”
“Thanks for laying them out for me. They’re a lot comfier than my damp sweaty ones.”
“Anytime,” he rasps as he pulls me into him and places a kiss to my forehead. “I ordered pasta from the Italian down the street.”
“Sounds perfect.”
“Take a seat, I’ll bring it over.”
I grab a stool at the breakfast bar as he places a bowl of steaming, delicious smelling pasta in front of me. I wait until he’s sitting down before digging in.
“Oh God, that’s so good.”
“They make their sauces fresh every day. I love the place.”
“I can see why.”
It doesn’t take either of us long to finish. I’m absolutely starving after my run and the bike sex. And Hudson, well, he’s over six-foot of solid muscle. The man needs to eat a lot.
“Come and sit outside with me.”
“This isn’t a date. We can talk here just fine.”
“I will drive you home tonight, okay? I told you I would, but will you fucking relax while you’re here?” He grabs my hand and drags me outside toward the pool area, pulling me down on a lounger and crowding in behind me.
I don’t quite know how he’s managed it, but I’m now outside and the both of us are cuddled together on the comfiest sun lounger I’ve ever been on.
He’s a sneaky bastard.
“What did you want to talk about?” I ask from my position between his legs, my back pressed to his front.
“Us.” His voice ghosts over the shell of my ear.
“One night, Hudson. We agreed to one night.” And it’s killing me.
“I need more.” I ignore the thrill his words give me.
“It’s too dangerous.” He could lose his job; I could lose my place at the college.
“We’ll be careful. Nobody needs to find out. Nothing at the college, and we’ll only ever meet here. Just don’t ask me to give you up. Not yet. I can’t.”
“This is a bad idea,” I groan.
“No, sweet pea, it’s the best damn idea I’ve ever had.” His hands slide up my stomach under his t-shirt and cup my breasts. I don’t have a bra on so his hands instantly meet my bare flesh. “Fuck,” he rasps as he plays with my nipples.
“Hmm,” I hum. Each tug of his fingers sends a thrill down my body, all the way to my clit.
“Baby girl, Daddy needs to fuck you again before he takes you home.”
“Yes, Daddy.”