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FIFTY-FIVE

MADELINE

I don’t know what’s gotten into Hudson tonight, but I love it.

And when he mentions my vibrator? I almost combust. I don’t know how he knows about it, but I can’t wait to find out.

I’m practically shaking as I pull out the toy and set it next to me on the bed. I lean against the pillows and spread my legs, anticipation and lust settling low in my stomach.

This is my first time experiencing orgasm denial, and as frustrating as it was in the moment, I know it’s going to pay off when he gets in here. I’ll be shocked if I last longer than a few minutes thanks to the buildup we had in the kitchen.

Footsteps make their way down the hall, and I sit up. I rest a hand on my chest, teasing myself when Hudson walks in.

His eyes bounce to my breasts and he blows out a breath.

“Do you want me to stop?” I ask, and his throat bobs.

“It kills me to say no, but I’m going to say yes.” He walks toward me, his gaze moving to my vibrator. “I have a confession to make. It’s a secret I’ve been keeping for you for months.”

“Um.” I lick my lips, nervous. I’m open minded when it comes to sex, and I don’t know where this is going. “Okay. What is it?”

“I heard you getting off one night.”

“ What ?” My mouth drops open. “When?”

“Months ago. I heard your vibrator through the wall, and I jerked off while you got off.”

“Holy shit.” I reach for him, and he climbs on the bed with me. “Why didn’t you say anything? Or join in?”

“We weren’t there yet.” Hudson sits next to me and picks up the toy. “I thought about the noises you make when you come for goddamn weeks.”

I can’t believe I missed out on watching him spit in his hand and stroke himself. I can’t believe I missed out on watching him finish when I did, all while not touching each other.

“You should’ve come to my room. Or stood in the door and watched.”

“Trust me, I was tempted.” He clicks on the toy, and a shiver runs through me. His thumb runs over the head of the toy, and he sits up on his knees. “Can I get you off with this, Maddie? And then fuck you?”

“Do you think I’m going to argue with that? I’ve never been this wet before.” I blush at the moisture on my thighs and the small damp spot on the sheets. “If you use the toy, I might make more of a mess than I usually do. I-I really like the stimulation.”

“Yeah?” Hudson trails the toy over my chest and circles my breasts. I close my eyes and sigh when the vibrations roll over my nipples. This is exactly what I do when I’m alone, and my body is already responding to the sensations. “I’d like to see you make a mess. I’d like to help clean you up.” His words turn me on, and when he drags the silicone down my stomach, I’m already stifling a groan. “Fuck, baby. You do like it, don’t you? Open your legs so I can see. Can you hold under your thighs?”

He doesn’t need to ask, because I’m already spreading my legs. I’m gripping my thighs and lifting them off the mattress. I’m sinking into the pulse against my clit, and I feel like I’m weightless.

“Right there,” I say, licking my lips when he keeps the toy exactly where I want it. “God. It’s even better when someone else does it.”

“You’ve never used a toy with a man before?” Hudson clicks up the speed, and my back jolts off the bed with the increase in pressure. “He never got to have you like this?”

“No,” I whimper, Hudson’s possessesive side making me feel a certain way. “Just you.”

“Better make sure I do this right then.”

When I glance down at him, he’s studying the toy and sliding a hand down his briefs. He gives himself a few strokes, the tendons in his forearms flexing. His face is red, and he looks thoroughly wrecked even though I haven’t put a hand on him.

“You can fuck me with it,” I say, gasping when the intensity bumps up again. “That’s what you heard me do when you listened.”

Hudson turns the toy and slowly pushes it inside me. The vibration stays against my clit, and I’m overwhelmed by the feeling.

“When you fuck yourself, what do you think about?” he asks, and he’s positioned himself on his stomach between my legs. “Do you think about me?”

“I do,” I admit, giving my nipples a quick pinch.

The things I’ve fantasized about are filthy: him walking in and finding me using a toy then punishing me. Him watching while someone else tries to touch me then taking over because he knows he can do a better job.

“Fuck, Maddie.”

He kisses the inside of my thigh and moves his mouth to my pussy. Adjusting the position of the toy, he angles it so he can circle my clit with his tongue, and I’m certain this is heaven.

I let myself enjoy this bliss. I let myself embrace my sexuality and the years I’ve spent trying to figure out what I might like in the bedroom.

It’s this right here.

Hudson looking up at me. His lips covered in my arousal and his hand pinning me to the mattress. The way he finds the spot inside me that makes my toes curl and how he stays there, only pausing to tell me how good I taste and how he hopes I ruin the sheets when I come.

I’m so close, just on the brink of an orgasm, when I feel him grinding his hips against the mattress.

“Do you like this, Hudson?” I ask, threading a hand through his hair. “Do you like to watch me get fucked?”

“I’m so hard, Maddie.” He groans and buries his face between my legs. “Tell me what you need to come, baby, because I need to get you there so I can have my turn with you.” [BT1]

“One speed higher,” I say, moaning when he increases the vibrator one more time. “And your tongue. Please.”

“I like that you need me.” Hudson licks my pussy, and watching him run his tongue along the edge of the toy so he can taste me is mind-blowing. “So fucking sweet.”

His words, combined with the pressure inside me and the weight of his tongue against me, is what sends me over the edge.

My entire body reacts, and I cry out, holding his head in place so he doesn’t stop too soon. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, and I swear my vision goes fuzzy when he keeps the toy inside me.

Tears roll down my cheeks, but I circle my hips. I chase the friction and high until I’m totally spent, and when he finally clicks the vibrator off, relief and contentment floods my bones.

“Oh my god.” I groan and try to straighten out my legs, but everything is heavy and aching.

“Are you doing okay?” Hudson rubs his thumb along my hip bone, and I glance down at him. “Was it too much?”

“It was perfect.”

Everything with him is perfect. It always is.

His cheeks are red, and he’s still staring between my legs. “You—” He licks his lips and grins. “You squirted a little when you came. I didn’t know if that… did that feel good?”

“I did?” I touch the sheets under my ass and cover my face with my hands. “Oh my god. I’ve never done that before. I’m sorry. That’s?—”

“The hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he finishes for me. “Look at me, Maddie.”

When I lower my hands, he’s smiling from ear to ear with messy hair and a mark on his neck.

“Hi,” I whisper.

“Hey, pretty girl.” Hudson kisses my thigh then sits up on his knees. “Don’t be embarrassed. That was a first for me, and we’re going to find out how to make you do it again. I liked it.”

“I liked it too.” I swallow and lick my lips. My attention moves to the front of his red briefs and his hard cock straining against the fabric. “Stand up, Hudson.”

He tosses the toy on the mattress and does so without a second thought. He stretches out his legs and looks at me. “What next, sweetheart?”

Take off your underwear,” I tell him, and his mouth quirks up.

“Yes, chef,” he tells me, then he hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his briefs. Shoves them down his thighs and kicks them away. “Want me to get on my knees and beg?”

“No.” I scoot to the end of the bed and stand. “But I’m going to.”

His laugh is sweet, and when I kneel in front of him, he touches my chin. “You don’t have to.”

“And if I want to?”

“Then suck away, Mads. But I’m going to stop you before I come. While I love to watch you swallow, that’s not where I’m finishing tonight.”

I grin. “Fine by me.”

I kiss his stomach and tilt my head to take the head of his cock in my mouth. Salty pre-cum leaks on my tongue, and I hollow out my cheeks so I can put more of his length in my mouth.

I love how well we know each other’s bodies now. I love how we can read body language and know what each sound means. From the way he’s panting, Hudson is loving this.

“Goddamn.” Hudson cups my cheek and groans. “You’re too good at this.”

I never used to like giving head, but I like to give it to Hudson. I like watching his thighs flex and his hips buck when I drag my tongue up his shaft. I grip the base of his cock and stroke him up and down, smiling against him when he hisses.

I pop him out of my mouth and spit on his head, using the saliva to help jerk him off.

“Look how hard you are,” I say, and I trace one of his veins. “I’ve barely touched you.”

“I could’ve finished just watching you come.” He whimpers when I take him in my mouth again. “It doesn’t take much when it comes to you.”

“Do you want to fuck me?”

“Please, Maddie,” Hudson begs.

I give him one more lick and then stand, walking to the edge of the bed where I sit on the mattress. “Condoms are in the drawer.”

He practically sprints to my bedside table, yanking the drawer open and grabbing a foil packet. He opens it and rolls it down his length, blowing out a breath when he makes his way back over to me.

“How do you want it tonight, Mads?” he asks, holding his cock in hishand. “Rough? Slow?”

“I want you to fuck me like I’m yours,” I say, and his face softens. “Like you’re going to stay with me until the end of time. However that looks… that’s what I want.”

Hudson nods and points to the pillows. “Get on the bed, sweetheart.”

We adjust our positions so he’s on his back. I throw my legs on either side of his and hold myself above him. When I look down, he reaches up to cup my cheek. I turn my face and kiss the inside of his palm.

Without words, I lower myself onto him. We groan in unison, and he grips my hip so tight I know I’m going to have a mark in the morning. I’m slow to take every inch of him, getting used to the stretch and being so full.

When he’s fully buried inside me, I bend to kiss him. My tongue brushes against his and his hands roam over my back, keeping me close to him as he lifts his hips to tries and get another inch deeper.

I pretend like each thrust is an I love you . I pretend like each time our eyes lock, he’s whispering those three words to me, because that’s what this feels like. A promise of forever and why he’s nothing like the man of my past.

Hudson grunts when I sit up then slam back down on his cock, riding him like he’s going to steal my last breath.

It’s brilliantly messy in the best way, the kind of intimacy I wasn’t sure existed, and when he sits up so he can kiss my chest and my neck, I know the only thing that would make this better is coming undone with him.

“I’m close, sweetheart,” he whispers, licking away a bead of sweat from my breast. “But I don’t want to go without you.”

“Me, too.” I close my eyes when he touches my clit and pleasure builds in my belly. “That’s perfect.”

“You’re perfect.” He presses his thumb against me and I moan. Ecstasy starts to pull at my spine, and it doesn’t take any more than that. “I’ve got you, Maddie. Now. Forever. I promise.”

Tears prick my eyes, and I’m not sure if they’re from the overwhelming sensation of feeling so good or the weight of his words. Maybe it’s both, because I welcome the bliss. I ride the wave, electrified when I feel him pulse inside me and spill into the condom as I combust.

Our staggered breaths match each other, and it takes a minute for our movements to slow. He stops thrusting into me and I stop rolling my hips. My eyes flutter open and Hudson is already looking at me, awe etched on his face.

“That was…” I gasp for air and exhale. “The best moment of my life.”

“The standard is going to be unbelievably high from now on, isn’t it?” He rubs his hand up and down my back, and I sigh. “How are you doing?”

“You’re god’s gift to women,” I say, and he chuckles against my chest.

“Flirt,” he murmurs , and when he tips his chin to look at me, there is wonder in his eyes. “You know what happens now?”

“Round two?”

“Those were the most intense two hours of my life, sweetheart, and I’m a professional athlete. I’m going to need a minute before we go again.”

I giggle then wince when he gently pulls out of me and lifts me off his lap. He sets me on the mattress and lies on his back.

“What happens now?” I ask as I shimmy down the sheets and rest my head against his chest.

“When I have enough oxygen in my lungs, we’re going to take a shower. I’m going to wash your hair and wrap you in a towel, then we’re going to fall asleep until I wake you up in the middle of the night to do that again. In the morning, we’ll pick up Lucy and grab some doughnuts on the way home. Thoughts?”

“Wow.” I smile and close my eyes. “Sounds like you want to keep me around. How long is all this spoiling and pampering going to last?”

“Forever, if you’ll let me,” he says, and my heart skips a beat. “And then some.”

“Okay,” I say, and his hold on me tightens. “Forever sounds really nice.”