39. Chapter 38
Chapter 38
Hudson
My eyes snap to hers and the laughter dancing there helps me relax a some. God, she’s beautiful.
“I think I’m gonna need a few more minutes,” I say with a nervous chuckle.
She bites her lip and nods, looking freshly fucked.
I just had sex with my best friend. But she’s more than that, isn’t she? She’s my wife now. It’s something I’ve been fantasizing about forever, and now, I don’t know where to look; don’t know what to say.
Being inside her, being close to her that way felt incredible. In the moment, it was the right call, and I don’t regret it. But, fuck, I already feel differently toward her. If I thought she was perfect before, she’s the center of my fucking universe now. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for this woman, and I know as sure as I’m standing here, there will never be anyone else for me. So long as I’m alive, she’ll be it for me. The thought both comforts and terrifies me because there is supposed to be an expiration date on this. But after what we just shared…I don’t want one. She’s my wife, and not just in name. She’s mine in every way now .
It’s when my eyes drop to take in her body again that I notice a scrape on her knee. I was rough with her. My stomach sinks. “Your knee.”
Dark eyebrows come together in confusion, and her eyes follow mine when I look back down. She brushes a hand across the angry red mark that looks a lot like carpet burn, even though there isn’t any in sight.
“Hmm, I didn’t even feel it.”
I step forward and thread a hand through her hair. Her eyelids flutter a little with the contact, but she keeps her eyes on me. “I was too rough with you.” Guilt courses through me when I look down again.
She huffs a laugh through her nose. “I always wanted a cool sex scar.”
That pulls a light laugh from me, but the back of my neck still heats. I barely looked at her. Just fucked her from behind, like some kind of wild animal or some frat boy with no goddamn self-control. Barely even kissed her.
Her expression is soft when I look back up at her. “Hudson, baby, stop freaking out. I wanted this, remember? I asked for it.” Then, she mumbles under her breath, “Begged, actually.”
My eyes bounce between hers, my heart clinching. “You called me ‘baby.’”
“Is that ok?” she asks.
I nod. It’s more than ok. It’s perfect. I shake my head to clear it, but images of her on her knees for me flash through my mind and I try to remember how we went from that, to what just happened. Guilt still assaults me. I didn’t even stop for two fucking seconds to consider putting on a condom. I haven’t been with anyone without a condom since Tristen. Has Finnley gone without one since Jeff? She said she’s on the pill, but this was really fucking irresponsible.
I search her gaze, my hand still in her hair. “I should have used a condom. I didn’t think. I’m so— ”
“I swear to God, Hudson, if you apologize one more time, I’m gonna throat punch you.” Her words cut me off. She grabs my face in both hands and forces me to meet her gaze.
Hudson . Not Huddy. My gut gives a little tug. I love the sound of my name on her lips.
“Do you know how hot it is that you couldn’t help yourself? That you wanted me so badly that you couldn’t wait to be inside me?” Her eyes search mine. “Besides, I trust you. Do you trust me?”
I nod. “Of course, I do.”
“Good.” She runs her hands down my neck to my chest, then rests them on my hips, her thumbs rubbing my skin. “Now, are you done freaking out? Because I have a load of your jizz drying in my panties, and you know how stabby I get when I’m uncomfortable,” she jokes.
I bark out a laugh. How this woman is able to take a serious situation and flip it entirely on its head, making me laugh, is beyond me. But I love her for it.
“You are a little scary right now,” I tease. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, I pull her against me.
“So, shut up and kiss me,” she whispers.
I lean down and do just that. We kiss for so long, my spent cock jerks back to life. “Go get cleaned up and I’ll check on Paige.”
She nods and presses up on her toes to plant another kiss on my lips. Her tongue slides along my bottom lip and she tugs at it with her teeth. My cock throbs.
“Meet you in bed?” I ask against her lips.
“Mine or yours?”