“We might have a problem.” I bite my lip and stare at his cock as he halts.
“I might die if you stop me now,” he groans and continues stroking his dick. I lose track of the conversation while watching him pleasure himself. “Are you going to let me in on our issue so I can fix it?”
Biting my lip, I slowly begin to undress. Hudson’s eyes darken as I toss my shirt aside. He stares at my chest while increasing the speed of his strokes. “I’m a newbie at this.” My gaze moves from his hand to his eyes in time to watch them widen.
Hudson swallows before looking up at the ceiling for a second. “Thank God. I’m not sure I’d be able to handle knowing some other asshole had touched my girl.”
“Caveman,” I grumble.
“And I’m not apologizing for it.” He prowls over and pulls me to the edge of the bed. His stormy blue eyes stare into mine as he drops to his knees and runs his hands up my spread thighs. “Your skin is so fucking soft.” I arch my back, maneuvering my body closer to his touch. His finger makes slow circles on my lower abdomen but never moves down.
“Please touch me,” I beg, but he’s ignoring me.
I sigh when he leans down and kisses his way up the inside of my thigh. He shocks me by swiping his tongue up my pussy. His finger finally moves from my stomach down to my clit and rubs the tender little bud while he licks me.
“Now we’re getting somewhere.” I sigh as he slides his finger inside my wet center. He pushes a second one in, and I start to worry. That’s a tight fit. My feet dig into his back.
Hudson rubs my clit harder and growls, “Relax.”
“Fuck me.” He ignores my plea and continues sliding his fingers slowly in and out of my wet center. He widens them a few times, and I gasp as my inner muscles stretch around his fingers. When he sucks my clit between his lips and bites down gently while working them in and out of me, I explode and scream his name.
“Shut up and let me do my job,” he whispers against my skin as he pulls me to the top of the bed and crawls up my body. I’m too limp from the mind-blowing orgasm to argue.
His nose brushes the side of my neck, and goosebumps break out on my over-sensitized body. When he rolls my nipple between his fingers and tugs, I gasp. I’m ready for the main event. His heavy dick thumps against my stomach, leaving sticky drops of cum behind. I’m begging him at this point, and he bites the side of my neck and growls, “You’re so fucking sweet.”
He lines his cock up with my wet core, and I hold my breath. The moment is here. As he presses forward, I tense and dig my nails into his back. “This might not work,” I pant. This burning and stretching can’t be normal. He’s too freaking huge.
Hudson grabs my hips to hold me still, and I realize I’ve been pushing him away. “I’ll go slow. You’re so fucking tight.” He leans down to kiss me, and as his tongue tangles with mine, I forget about the pain and relax. He rubs slow circles around my clit, and little sparks of pleasure shoot through my body. I find myself moving my hips to meet his thrusts.
As his pace increases, the pain turns to pleasure and I concentrate on the orgasm that’s teasing me. When he lifts my leg and slides a little deeper with his next inward press, I come. Hudson thrusts hard a few more times, then his cock jerks inside me. Warm wetness fills me and runs out onto the bed, but I’m too relaxed to worry about the consequences right now.
Chapter 8
Kat
“Wake up, sleepyhead.” He kisses my ear and I sigh. My girly parts are throbbing from last night’s activities. Fearing his family will notice my bowlegged walk tonight, I’m racking my brain for an excuse to put off our dinner.
I turn over and groan, “I might need crutches.”
Hudson smirks. “Dr. Russo will take care of the patient today.” He wiggles his eyebrows and pulls the covers away from my naked body. His eyes turn dark as he stares down at me. Oh! Heck no. Another round will put me out of commission permanently. I’m about to share my fears when he runs a finger along my pubic bone and smiles. “Don’t worry. I know just what you need.”
He spreads my legs and scoots between them. “Let the doctor work.” He swipes his tongue up the center of my pussy, and I sigh. Maybe he’s on to something here.
When he closes his teeth around my clit and bites down, I decide I love his brand of medicine. I want to compliment him. “You’re a great doctor. I’m calling you Dr. Love.”
“Glad you approve. I might give up law and do this instead.” He blows air on the little sting from his teeth, and I groan.
“Woah. I want to keep you all to myself.” He’s not allowed to see any other patients but me.
Hudson slides two fingers into my pussy while flicking his tongue over my clit. A twinge of pain runs through me, and I arch my back and squeak. “Too much?” he asks, lifting his head.
“Maybe a little.”
He flips me over onto my stomach before pulling me to my knees. “I have a new treatment plan for you.”
His tongue swipes over my wet center, and pleasure shoots through me. I love his new plan. He runs his finger around the rim of my pussy then slowly circles my back hole with the wetness. When I tense, he calms me, “You can do this. Trust me.” He hits the perfect spot and I forget all the pain and come again. Yep. Dr. Love is the best.
“What if they think I’m too young for you?” I’m biting my fingernail as sweat runs down my back. We’re driving along the highway, and the closer we get to his parents’ house, the more my nerves eat away at me.
Hudson glances out the corner of his eye before looking back at the road and sighing. “They’re going to love you as much as I do.”
I swallow and wonder if I heard him correctly. Blinking several times, my mind whirls as I attempt to find the right way to ask him to repeat the words. “Uh. You think?” That’s eloquent.
“I know I love you, and they will, too.” As he looks at me and smiles, I beam at him. Wow. I’ve never been this happy in my life.
“I love you, too.”
He closes his eyes for a second before reaching over and grabbing my hand. After he kisses the back of it, he lays it on his jean-covered thigh. “You had to fucking tell me that when I’m driving.” Hey, he said it first. “Tonight, I’m going to show you how happy you make me.” His promise hangs in the air as we pull up to huge iron gates. Hudson keys in a code, and they swing open for us to drive through.
When we stop in front of the massive Victorian mansion, my nerves return and squash the happiness I felt just seconds ago. Hudson reaches into the truck and helps me out. Excuses to cut the night short are running through my mind, and I wonder if they’ll believe I’m sick. “You’re white as a ghost. I promise it’s going to be fine.” He kisses my neck and pulls me up the stone steps.
The heavy wooden door opens, and an older version of Hudson steps out. “Son, I’m so glad you made it.” He smiles at us and I relax slightly.
“Dad, this is Kat.” Hudson squeezes my side as he introduces me to his father.