19. Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Nineteen
Mia
I text the girls while I’m in a cab on my way to Hudson’s house.
Mia: I do believe today is one month until a certain someone’s wedding
Bella: Nope. Ava and River haven’t set a date yet
Ava: Funny
Bella: I’M GETTING MARRIED IN A MONTH
Harper: Whoop! Whoop!
Mia: Bring on the fucking Bachelorette
Ava: What’s Reed doing for his?
Bella: No idea. He said he didn’t want to do anything
Bella: There’s still so much tension between him and Dad
Ava: I’ll send River round
In three weeks, us girls will all be in San Francisco to celebrate Bella before she gets married and I cannot wait. We’ve not had a weekend just the four of us in ages and it’s long overdue.
The sun shines through the window of the cab, reminding me where I am. I’ll be at Hudson’s in just a few minutes, and I can feel butterflies dancing in my belly at the thought.
I’ve never felt this way about someone before. I’ve never really been the relationship type of girl. Not that what Hudson and I have is a relationship, but I know I’m not against more with him. Even if I should be.
He’s everything I shouldn’t want.
But he’s also everything I’ve ever wanted.
***
He grabs me the minute he opens his front door, pulling me into his arms and crushing his lips to mine.
“Well, hello to you, too.”
“Hey, baby girl,” he rasps against my mouth and my core clenches at his words. I’m baby girl when Daddy Hudson makes an appearance.
His hands slide down my body and cup my ass, pressing me into his erection. I can’t help but groan at the feel of him.
“I need to fuck you. Hard and fast. I’ll take my time with you the rest of the evening.”
“Yes,” I mewl as my hips practically hump his.
“Here.” He hooks my legs over his hips and pins me to the wall. “Now. It has to be now.”
He pushes my dress up my thighs and rips my panties from my body. No one’s ever torn anything off me before, but Hudson can rip any and everything he wants, because it’s hot as fuck.
So is his current desperation for me.
He reaches between us, undoing his belt and pants while his body keeps me pinned to the wall. He takes his cock in his hand and gives it a squeeze. I swear my mouth waters at the sight of him.
“I’ll wrap it. If that’s what you want, I’ll wrap it up.” His eyes stare into my own and I know he means it, he’ll do whatever I ask. But what I want doesn’t involve any form of latex wrapped around the monster he’s currently got in his grip.
“Bare,” I breathe. “I want you bare.”
“Thank fuck,” he rasps as he notches the head of his cock at my entrance and rams into me.
His hips pound against my own as he takes me with a savagery I’ve not seen from him before. “Damn it, baby girl, you’ve got the tightest cunt I’ve ever felt. I can’t get enough of you. It’s never enough.”
I slide my hands inside his suit pants and cup the firm globes of his ass, holding him to me as I grind against him. The incredibly full feeling of him inside me and the pressure on my clit has me hurtling toward my orgasm.
“Fuck, yes. Look at you taking what you need from me. That’s it, baby girl, get yourself off on Daddy’s cock.” The smirk he shoots me is full of male satisfaction. He knows he’s a God in the bedroom.
Shit. That shouldn’t be hot. My body doesn’t agree, though, because it’s currently being destroyed by the most intense orgasm of my life.
“Fuuuck,” he groans as he buries his head in the crook of my neck and bites down. Hard.
I feel his release pump into me, feel it coat my inner walls, and it triggers another smaller orgasm.
“I think you should start to worry, baby girl.”
My brow creases in confusion. What’s he talking about?
He pulls back slightly so he can look me in the eye. “I don’t think I’m ever going to get my fill of you.”
“Maybe I’ll get my fill of you.” I raise my eyebrow at him.
He gives my ass a quick hard spank and I squeal in shock. “I don’t like lies, baby.”
“Who says I was lying?” I taunt.
“Your body,” he mutters as he moves us away from the wall, his arms still wrapped around me taking all my weight.
“Nah, I’m just super satisfied from the orgasm I had this afternoon.”
“I didn’t give you an orgasm this afternoon.”
“The other guy did.”
He stops dead on the middle of the stairs, his fingers digging harshly into my hips.
“I didn’t think we needed to have this conversation, and although I know you’re joking, I’m still going to say it. I. Do. Not. Share.”
“And what if I do?”
“I swear to God, Mia.” The exasperation in his voice is clear. “I will tan your ass so fucking bad there won’t be any pleasure in it if you keep going. I’m a possessive fucker and you’re mine.”
“For now.”
“We’ll see.” His words are a promise, I’m just not sure exactly what it is he’s promising.
***
Hudson locks up the house while I get ready for bed and take the opportunity to message the girls. I’ve just had a delicious dinner, which was followed by lazy sex outside on the impressive day beds, and I need to speak to them.
Mia: I’m in a secret relationship
Ava: You texted him?! Harper?! I thought you had her cell?
Harper: I did. She could have messaged when I gave it back after the weekend
Mia: I didn’t. He was waiting outside my house for me yesterday
Bella: That’s not creepy at all
Ava: Man’s got it bad
Bella: Another one bites the dust
Harper: Just me left now
Mia: It’s not like that
Ava: Sure
Harper: Yeah, okay
Bella: Keep telling yourself that
I will.