Chapter 5
CHAPTER FIVE
Hudson
When I’d gotten my fill of her sweet pussy, I flipped us over again, ready to sink my dick inside and fuck her so hard she’d feel me for days.
“I want to taste you,” Carina said, attempting to slide down my body.
I took both her hands, lifted her arms above her head, and held them in place at the wrists with just one hand. “Soon. But first, I need to be inside you.” I nipped at her lip gently. “Are you on birth control? Or should I get out a condom?”
“I’m on birth control and clean.”
“As am I.” I dragged my lips across her jaw and down to her ear, inhaling her delicious scent. I lined my dick up at her entrance and used my other hand to hitch one of her legs up, nudging her other leg with my knee. “Spread wide for me, baby. This might hurt a bit.”
She spread her legs wide and angled her hips up as I sank my dick inside, her insides so perfectly wet and tight. It squeezed my dick hard, and jolts of pleasure ran up my spine. “Holy fuck. You feel amazing.” I whispered in her ear before pulling out and sliding myself back in.
As I picked up my speed, I kissed her deeply, sliding my tongue inside her delicious mouth and entangling it with hers. I let go of her hands and her leg, my hands needing to touch her skin, feel her ample breasts, and tug on her nipples with my fingertips.
She moaned into my mouth as I fucked her long and deep.
Over and over, the sounds of moans and slapping skin filled the room.
With a quick pull out, I flipped her onto her stomach, lifted her onto all fours, and massaged her ass cheeks as I brought her sweet pussy up higher.
Leaning down, I buried my face inside her from behind, lapping up her sweet taste before plunging in deep from behind.
I slapped her ass and fucked her so hard until I came all over her back, hot cum squirting in every direction. “Fuck! Holy fuck!”
We collapsed in each other’s arms, all sweaty and out of breath. My entire body buzzed with energy. “Wow.”
“Wow is right.”
“That was fucking amazing.”
“For a quiet guy, you’re not so quiet in bed.”
“Not when it comes to you,” I growled and attacked her neck, causing her to break out into a fit of giggles.
“Was I too much?” Carina covered her face with her hands.
“You’re never too much.” I pulled her hands away and kissed her forehead, her nose, her eyes, her cheeks, everywhere I could, feeling as if there’s endless love inside me to share. No one’s ever made me feel this way before except her. “You’re perfect just the way you are. My beautiful wildflower.”
Carina smiled and wrapped herself around me, her head resting on my chest. Her eyes were heavy, a wistful smile on her lips. “Wildflower. I like that,” she whispered.
I kissed the top of her head and listened as her breathing slowed, her eyes slowly closing. When she’d fallen asleep, I leaned close and whispered, “I love you.”
As I closed my eyes and drifted off, I swear I heard her whisper back that she loved me, too.
Another couple of weeks passed, and Carina and I were hotter than ever. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other, and honestly, I loved every fucking second of it. While no more I love yous had been exchanged, the love between us was there and growing, even if we didn’t acknowledge it with words.
She was my wildflower and perfect in every way. The sassy sway of her hips, the way she took no shit from anyone, including her parents, and her infectious personality that brought me out of my own hidden shell. I loved it all. Every single part of her.
We binge-watched movies, laughed over the stupidest shit, and enjoyed each other’s company. What more could I ask for?
“My family wants you to come over for dinner,” Carina said one night as we sat on the couch at her place, eating bowls of ice cream and watching reruns of The Big Bang Theory.
A chill ran up my spine, and it wasn’t from the ice cream. “They do?”
“Yeah, we’ve been hanging out for almost a month now. They see you at the garden center all the time. I think they want to get to know the guy hanging out with their daughter.”
“I know all that, but I’m not particularly good with parents.”
“Is anyone? Besides, I’ll be right there with you. It’s gonna happen eventually, so we might as well get it over with, right?” Carina put her bowl down on the coffee table and cuddled up to my side.
She was right. I should stop being a baby about it. She came from a big family, and I needed to accept that if I wanted to continue being with her.
“True. Okay, let’s do it.”
“Great. I’ll plan something with them. It’s funny, the baby of the family is the first to bring someone home.”
I grinned. “I feel special.”
“You should because you are. You’re going to make a great husband and dad one day too.”
I blinked, unsure if I heard her correctly. Husband? Dad? Where did any of that come from? “A dad?”
“Yes, you want your own family one day, don’t you?”
“Uh, I mean…I guess.” I ran a hand down my face and put my bowl down, my appetite suddenly gone. “I hadn’t really thought of it yet. Honestly, I’m not sure I want kids.”
“Really?” Carina sat up straight, a surprised look on her face.
“Yeah, I don’t know. I’m not sure I see myself being a dad.” I shrugged. “Dogs are much easier.”
Carina eyed me with suspicion. “Dogs? You’re comparing having children to having dogs?”
“You know what I mean. Kids are a lot of responsibility, and I’m not sure I’d ever feel ready for it.”
“Just because you came from a small family doesn’t mean you won’t love a big family.”
“I already know I won’t.”
“How? You’ve never given one a chance.”
“I just know, okay?” My tone was harsher than I meant, and I could see the hurt on her face. “Look, I’m sorry.”
Carina stood abruptly and gathered the dishes. “I think we should call it a night. I’m not feeling too hot.”
My stomach fell to the ground, and when I stood, I reached for her, but she took a step back. “Carina, I’m sorry. Don’t do that. Please. We can talk more.”
“What’s there to say, Hudson? Maybe we’re just too different than we thought. I want kids; you want dogs. I don’t love dogs; you don’t love cats. I want a big family; you don’t. It’s plain and simple, don’t you see?”
“But I love you, Carina. We can work through it all.”
But she shook her head sadly, and my heart cracked. “I’m not so sure we can.”