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Chapter Nine

HUDSON

S miling like I won the lottery, I lean forward groaning, “Taste what a naughty girl you are.” My lips capture hers, my beard and tongue still wet with her musky flavor. “You squirted for me, Hadleigh. Fuck, I love it.”

“I what?” she asks, eyes rounding.

“You covered me in your cum. I love it,” I say, pulling back to admire her heart-shaped face with her adorable cleft chin and perfectly chiseled pink lips, so plump and swollen from my kisses.

The blonde shakes her head, caught on the edge of a sob. “I didn’t know sex could be like this, so overwhelming, so all-encompassing.” She covers her face with her hands.

“What’s wrong, Hot Stuff?” I ask, stroking her hair.

Peeking between her fingers, Hadleigh says, “You make me feel completely out of control. Like I can’t stop my body.”

“Good,” I say, leaning down to meet her brown-sugar eyes. “That’s how it’s supposed to be because my body belongs to you now, and yours belongs to me. Believe me, you’ll make me feel just as out of control. But I’ll surrender to you, Hadleigh, because I have to. It’s the only way to be happy.”

Her brows knit. “The only way to be happy … What do you mean?”

I swallow hard, my breath coming faster. Am I really about to admit this to her? Old enough to know the only real regrets come from missed opportunities, I level my gaze on her.

Stroking her jawline gently, I say, “From the moment I saw you walking through the parking lot of my tattoo parlor, I knew you were mine. I could feel it to the depths of my soul. I don’t know how to explain it, and I don’t know if you’ll ever feel the same way, but yeah.

I have no choice with you. You own me, body and soul. ”

Her eyes sparkle with emotion. She whispers, “It’s the same for me. I need you in places so deep I don’t even know how to describe them.”

“Thank God,” I whisper, capturing her lips. The world could crumble around us, and I couldn’t care less, sucked into this moment with this woman.

“I mean, I told you I want you to breed me. What in the hell is wrong with me?” she says shakily.

“That was the single, hottest fucking confession I’ve ever heard, Hadleigh. You have no idea what those words from your sexy as fuck mouth did to my body. While we’re on the subject of self-control, you want the truth?” I ask, raising my eyebrows.

She nods, dropping her hands and staring at me.

“Your fucking pussy in my mouth, your body coming undone around my fingers and my tongue, your breeding confession turning and twisting in my mind, made me come in my goddamn pants. I haven’t done shit like that since high school.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“Fuck,” she sighs raggedly. “You out of control for me? It’s so damn hot.”

“You’ve got your wish.” My voice sounds raw as I lay myself before her, vulnerable and unguarded.

Seizing her hips, I slide her wet pussy tightly against my rock-hard ridge, desperate to claim her.

“This has never happened before to me, Hadleigh. Ever. All I know is I need to protect you and make you happy with every cell in my body, every part of my being for the rest of my life. That’s why I followed you into the river. ”

Her hand comes up, stroking my beard. “Never in my wildest dreams did I think a man like you exists … at least, not for a girl like me.”

“You were made for me.” I rest my forehead on hers, savoring her smell, the feel of her warm flesh on mine, her breath against my cheek.

My big hands massage and squeeze her hips, as need mounts, and my cock begs for her.

“What do you need from me? Food, wine, a massage? A seat on my face? I’m down for whatever makes you feel amazing. ”

“Your cock, Hudson. I need all of you.”

I run a hand over my face, rod straining against my jeans and balls tingling. “Are you sure, Hot Stuff. It’s going to be rough the first time.”

“I’ve never been more sure about anything in my life.”

“And this isn’t the adrenaline from your rescue? Or some kind of misplaced gratefulness?” I ask firmly.

“No, I don’t owe you anything. But I want you desperately. Please.”

I straighten, feeling torn inside. As much as I yearn to sink into her slick cunt, another part of me longs to leave things on a high note with her pussy juices in my beard and the orgasm I gave her foremost in her mind.

“Please, Hudson,” she says, leaning forward and rubbing her palm hard against my rock-hard fly.

The last thing I want to see is her in pain. But I don’t want to say “no” to her, either. Grabbing her around the waist, I lift her into my arms, carrying her towards the fireplace. Her hands cling to my neck, her legs wrapped teasingly around my waist.

Setting her down gently on the couch, I pile blankets and big pillows on the ground, making a cozy spot for us in front of the hearth. The fire crackles, spilling golden light over the mound of pillows and fake fur blankets.

“Get comfortable, Hot Stuff. I’ll be right back.”

I beeline for the door, leaving my boots and socks there and slipping out of my clothes. I wash my cock under the kitchen sink, toweling it dry. Then, I uncork the wine bottle and find a big tub of coconut oil in the pantry, scooping out a few globs with a tablespoon into a bowl.

Padding into the living room with the booze and the bowl of oil, my breath catches in my throat as I see Hadleigh lying naked with one arm and hand covering her nipples and the other obscuring her pussy.

She looks like a Renaissance painting of Venus.

Alluring curves, ivory skin, and tantalizing fingers.

I kneel down next to her, breathing hard. “Finger yourself for me, Hadleigh,” I say through clenched teeth.

“What?” she asks, doe eyes searching my face.

“Spread your legs and finger yourself for me. I need to see you please yourself.”

“But didn’t you already?”

“Yeah,” I sigh, taking a tug from the wine bottle before handing it to her. “Please, Hot Stuff. Be my naughty girl.”

She swallows a couple of mouthfuls of wine, face burning as she tentatively spreads her legs. I sigh, devouring the sight of her swollen, arousal-shiny pussy.

“You know, a woman can orgasm multiple times when having sex, Hadleigh. I want you to be greedy for that kind of pleasure.”

Her face looks self-conscious as she slides her finger through her juicy folds, and I exhale, neck-deep in longing. Her other hand drops from her tits, holding her pussy lips open as she swipes her finger through her slick folds and then circles her clit.

“Fuck, yeah,” I say, taking another swig of the wine and fisting my cock as I watch. Her eyes go to my dick, and she stares long and hard, unblinking. “Do you like it?”

“Yes, Hudson. You’re huge, but how are you going to fit?”

“There’s definitely a size difference,” I admit, eyeing her narrow channel, barely able to take one of her dainty cream-slick fingers. “But we’ll work on it together until I’m your new favorite plaything.” I chuckle, half-teasing as her eyes continue to devour my rod and piercing.

Crawling forward, I hover over her sexy body, bathed in the glow of the firelight, the smell of her musky arousal hanging in the air as I seize one of her nipples in my mouth, twirling and twisting it with my tongue as the head of my cock teases her skin.

“Oh,” she exclaims, melting into the blankets and pillows as I suck and lap her, swallowing and licking her ivory flesh and rose-tipped nipples.

“One of these days, when your belly’s full of my seed, I’m going to suck milk from these tits,” I promise, feeling her shudder beneath me. This girl’s as fucked as I am. I can’t get enough of it.

“Yes, Hudson. God, that turns me on,” she says as I glance down at her honeyed finger, seeing the proof in her words.

I grab her hand, licking her finger clean. “My new favorite flavor.”

Another taste of her has my insides in knots. No longer able to hold back, I work myself through it mentally. I need to be gentle and slow, despite embodying the kind of desire that has me bouncing off the walls.

Covering my hand in the coconut oil, already softening and melting thanks to the heat of the fire, I slide my middle finger into her.

Locking eyes, I watch her devolve into pure lust as I melt into her drenched channel.

Adding my ring finger, I hesitate as she winces, wondering how the fuck we’re going to make this work.

But I have to remind myself that nature has this shit figured out.

All I need to do is get her primed and go as far as she wants, ready to stop or hold back when it becomes too much.

Sliding my ring finger more deeply into her, she writhes beneath me, breath catching in her throat. “Relax,” I command, stroking her G-spot gently but relentlessly until I feel her pussy grow slicker and wetter, her channel fluttering around me.

“If it’s too much, tell me, and I’ll stop Hadleigh.”

She shakes her head, eyes rolling back in her head. “Hudson, I need you so much. Please give me all of you.”

Removing my fingers reluctantly, I slather my cock in some of the coconut oil.

Then, I swipe the head along her folds, covering myself in her honey.

Running the top of my apadravya piercing over her swollen clit, she whimpers and shivers, thighs tensing.

That’s my girl, begging me with every part of her body to claim her.

I penetrate her slowly, marveling at how fucking tight she is. Too tight for either of our pleasures. She inhales sharply as the knobs on either side of my barbell slide into her juicy folds.

“Hudson,” she exclaims, eyes wide.

“We don’t have to go all the way tonight,” I remind.

But the blonde’s eyes shine with determination.

“I want you. All of you,” she says, gripping my ass with her dainty hands and pulling me a little deeper.

We fight for every fucking inch, her eyes watering as I take her nipple in my mouth, hands stroking and caressing her, covering her body in pleasure.

Sliding my hand between us, I swipe through her honey and the coconut oil, getting my thumb juicy.

I circle her nub, teasing and tantalizing it, stroking back and forth, up and down, and then circles clockwise and counterclockwise until she gasps for air.

Her hot pussy clenches me even harder. With each pass of my hips, I thrust a little deeper, feeling her open up as she screams and cries out.

Each time I pull back to assess her face and how she’s doing, she grips my ass tighter, nails digging into my flesh and driving me deeper.

“You okay?” I whisper, sucking her earlobe into my mouth, nibbling and licking it as she pulses and spasms beneath me.

“I’m about to come again,” she hisses, pelvis driving towards me. This is the moment I’m looking for. I know it, ready to act quickly and decisively if that’s what she still wants.

Admiring her face for one breathless moment, stuck between pleasure and drive, I stroke her jawline, kissing the cleft in her chin and asking, “Do you still want all of me? It doesn’t have to be right now. And we don’t have to fuck around with getting pregnant unless you’re ready.”

“Yes, Hudson. I want you so much … and everything that comes with you.”

I nod, working her pearl harder, digging deeper into her tight channel as it swells and spasms around me.

She orgasms again, drenching my cock and balls as I grab her hips, thrusting into her decisively, taking her hymen and making space for my cock so that the next time, I can replace her pain with unadulterated bliss.

She wraps her legs around my waist, opening up some more. Tough as nails, brave as fuck, driving me deeper until I come so hard, my head spins.

“Hadleigh!” I scream as my hot release fills her in waves. I shudder over her, riding hot gushes of pleasure until I can no longer tell where she ends and I begin. We feel like one flesh, one soul, and two beating hearts.

“Fuck,” I moan, collapsing on top of her, mindful I’m not crushing her but relaxing my flesh into hers. “I’m pretty damn sure we just made a baby.” My big, rough hand caresses her round belly, fast-forwarding to all the joy in our future.

She feathers my face in kisses, stroking my beard sensually. “You have no idea how much I love it when you talk that way,” she says. “You whispering about filling my pussy with your cum, breeding me, and sucking milk from my tits … God, the words alone could make me come.”

My fingers intertwine with hers, making love to her hand as the firelight warms and flickers over our naked skin. I growl, “Good because I want to breed and milk the shit out of you. I can’t tell you what it does to my cock just thinking about it.”

She giggles as I move my rod inside her. “I felt that.” She strokes my beard, searching my eyes. “I was so afraid you were going to be turned off when I started talking about babies,” Hadleigh confesses, cheeks glowing. “Most men hate talk like that, fearing they’ll get trapped. Tied down.”

“I want you to tie me down, Hot Stuff,” I say, grabbing her tit and teasing my thumb over it.

“More than any fucking thing because you—from your dirty mouth and your shaved pussy to your musky flavor, thick thighs, big tits, round ass, and even the sound of your voice—are my fucking kink, my ultimate wet dream.”

Hadleigh smiles softly, tilting her head up to kiss me.