Page 57 of The Sweetest Cruelty: Hudson (A Sawyer Brothers Story #1)

It was beautiful. I always thought they looked so ugly in pictures, but Hudson’s was anything but. It was large, and the area surrounding it was well-groomed. Purple veins throbbing from root to tip. As he stepped out of his boxers, it pointed upwards towards his belly button.

I lowered my hands, looking at him for direction, unsure of what to do next. Should I put him in my mouth? I’ve never had oral sex before, and the thought made me nervous. But I would do it for Hudson.

Hudson smiled warmly at me, his expression encouraging as he wrapped his hand around his cock and stroked it. The tip glistened with pre-cum, and my mouth watered, literally .

“Have you ever pleasured a man with your mouth, Molly?” Hudson groaned, lowering himself onto his knees on the floor. With me still on the bed, this put our heads closer together.

“No,” I replied, my voice so quiet.

Hudson ran his hands up my thighs towards my pussy. “Have you ever had a guy go down on you?”

Again, I shook my head. He looked pleased by my response.

“You really are innocent.”

“Yes.”

“Move further onto the bed and relax, kitten. You have nothing to worry about, we’ll take it slow. OK?”

I did as he asked, and Hudson pushed to his feet, totally naked. Once I was in place, Hudson climbed onto the bed. “Open your legs, sweetheart. I want to see you. You’re so beautiful.”

I took a deep breath, telling myself to stay calm and relax.

Hudson ran his hands up my calf muscles and stretched me before him. My head was on his pillow, with my arms beside me on the bed.

“Do you play with yourself?” he asked, pushing my legs wide open. His eyes were full of lust and special promises.

“Yes,” I sighed .

“Show me,” Hudson ordered me gruffly. A thrill jetted through my body at his commanding tone as I shifted my fingers towards my sex.

As I found my clit, I started to play with that tiny bundle of nerves as Hudson watched me. His expression showed me how turned on that made him and I glanced towards his engorged penis. He fisted himself with his hand and started to pump slowly as we pleasured ourselves in front of each other.

I was so aroused, and it felt so right. There was no shame. It’s just the two of us sharing a special experience.

As my pleasure started to build, I closed my eyes and pushed back against the sheets. His masculine scent surrounded me, as did my own arousal. And then the mattress moved as Hudson shifted, and his hand stopped the movement of my fingers.

“My turn,” he whispered as he released his shaft.

My eyes flew open, and I watched as Hudson pushed my legs wider, as far as they would go, and then he slowly lowered his head.

The feel of his velvet, slick tongue lit me up and my body arched off the bed, pushing my pussy further against his mouth.

And. I. Was. Lost.

OMG. Hudson slid his tongue through the folds of my core, tasting me deeply. His hands on my thighs slid up and I moaned as I felt his thumb move over my clit. His mouth continued to create delightful madness.

“That’s so good,” I panted, curling my fingers into the sheets, writhing, my entire body in spasm. I could feel my climax building fast as Hudson slowly pushed two fingers inside me. His thumb resting on my clit, making circular movements.

He lifted his head to watch me as my eyes rolled back.

“Are you close, baby?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

Hudson continued to finger me as he ran his other hand across my stomach and up between the valley of my breasts. My skin was hot and slick.

“You’re so fucking responsive, kitten.”

I shivered with pleasure and a slight moan of distress as Hudson pushed onto his knees and stopped his tender torment.

He was so turned on. We both were. And I took a deep breath as he lowered his body over mine, and took my mouth with his .

The kiss was frenzied, the clashing of teeth and lips. Our sweaty bodies rubbed against each other; my breast crushed against his chest. I could feel his naked length pressed against my stomach. I moaned into his mouth and felt his answering groan.

My entire body felt tingly and nice, and I knew I was ready. I was aching to feel him inside my body.

Hudson lifted his head, his eyes tangling with mine. “I want to be inside you when you cum.”

I licked my lips and nodded my agreement as I wanted that too.

That ache inside me was almost like pain, but a good pain if that made sense. Heat bloomed in my cheeks as Hudson placed his hands on either side of my body and pushed up.

I propped myself on my elbows and watched him from beneath my lashes.

With a soft smile, Hudson leaned across me and opened the drawer in the bedside table, removing a foil packet.

Of course, a condom. I hadn’t even thought about that. I was so lost in the moment.

I watched, feeling excited, with a slight twinge of nerves. What if he didn’t fit? He was so big, and everything about me was so small and narrow.

Hudson must have noticed my anxious expression as he tore open the packet with his teeth and removed the condom.

I watched as he rolled it onto his engorged flesh.

“Are you OK?”

“Yes. I’m just a bit nervous.”

Intense satisfaction stared back at me. “Just relax your body, Molly. You were made for me, my sweet darling,” Hudson said warmly, watching me with a genuine affection that made me feel safe and trusting.

My core started to clench like a fist, so I took a deep breath and waited.

“If you need me to stop, I will. OK?”

And then Hudson lowered himself over my body slowly and carefully so as not to crush me. I jerked slightly as I felt him run the head of his cock over my pussy, coating himself with my excitement.

“Lift your hips slightly,” he whispered, and I did.

I then felt him start to enter me. He took his time, his face tight from concentration, his body propped up by one arm at the side of me on the mattress .

It was like an invasion, and I felt my muscles clamp against him, whether to draw him in or push him out, I had no idea. I just let myself relax and savoured the experience.

Hudson Gage was inside me, and it didn’t feel painful at all.

As he moved back over me again, he placed his other hand on the opposite side of my body and then kissed me. I was vibrating inside as Hudson’s smooth, warm lips seized mine, drawing a mewl from me as his tongue forced its way into my mouth.

All the time he was kissing me, I could feel him sink deeper inside my body.

And then he lifted his head again, his mouth against the cuff of my ear as he said. “Keep your legs open and relax, beautiful girl. This will hurt, but it won’t be for long. OK?”

I swallowed, looking up into his beautiful face. I trusted this boy with my body, soul, and mind.

I smiled my response, my hands on Hudson’s shoulders.

And then he drove deep into my virgin body.

Fuck!

I cried out, more from shock than pain, and Hudson stiffened. He didn’t move; he just stayed still, allowing my body to come to terms with his size. I was being stretched to the limit.

I could feel the wetness of tears on my cheekbones.

Hudson’s eyes flared. “Please don’t cry, baby. You’re doing great. So, fucking good, kitten. Your body just needs time to get used to me. OK?”

“Yes, I think so,” I said with a sob.

“How does it feel?”

I couldn’t describe it. I just felt so full. That initial pain started to fade to a throb, and then Hudson began to move. He withdrew slowly and then sank into me again. But this time, it didn’t hurt. There was slight discomfort, but it was more than bearable.

My entire body then relaxed and I felt like I was floating as Hudson started to fuck me. It didn’t take him long to create a natural rhythm and as he started to go deeper, the pressure on my clit began to build again.

Hudson took my mouth and then placed small kisses on my neck and throat. My breasts bounced with each thrust, and the friction of his chest hair against my nipples felt incredible .

My body started to shudder as Hudson’s pace increased and his thrusts became harder, his body crashing against mine. I couldn’t stop myself as I cried out in pleasure, only to have Hudson muffle the sound with his mouth.

I was burning with heat, my core constricting in anticipation. My senses were saturated with a pulsing need; everything was heightened.

“Fuck baby. Your pussy feels so good,” Hudson groaned, pumping back and forth, the muscles in his forearms bulging. The headboard banged against the wall.

The pleasure was off the chart and I gripped his arse cheeks, digging my nails into his skin and needing more, faster, quicker, deeper.

Hudson growled and bit my shoulder, one of his hands shifting to grip my hip as he started to fuck me harder. I whimpered, but not from pain, from unadulterated pleasure.

“Yes, Hudson,” I panted, my arms shifting to the spindles of the bed’s headboard. Currents of pleasure darted through my spine as I started to undulate against him, following his pace.

I looked up into his features, and Hudson looked feral, almost dangerous, as he pushed me over the edge.

“God, yes!”

My climax ripped through my body, the orgasm the most intense I’d ever experienced on my own. Hudson placed his hand over my mouth to muffle the sound, which added to the excitement of riding that wave of ecstasy.

After a few more hard pumps, Hudson’s eyes rolled back, and his entire body stiffened as he followed me off the edge, chasing his orgasm with an animalistic roar.

“FUCK!”

Everything was throbbing as Hudson’s heavy frame sagged over mine, his mouth against my neck, his breath laboured. After a minute or so, he rolled off me. Looking up at the ceiling. My smile was wide, and I felt so dreamy and relaxed. Sated.

I could hear Hudson disposing of the condom, and then he joined me back on the bed. It didn’t feel awkward.

Turning on my side, I had a moment for myself, trying to establish how my body was feeling. I was tender between my legs.

Hudson slid his arm around my waist and spooned me, drawing me back against his body. I wouldn’t have had him down as a cuddler, but it felt good.

“Was I too rough?” Hudson whispered hotly against my ear .

Taking a deep breath, I turned my head towards him. “No. It was perfect.”

I didn’t care that my reply could have been considered corny, as I had nothing to compare it with. I was just being honest.

I had lost my virginity to Hudson Gage, and it had made me feel true happiness.

The next ten minutes felt surreal. Hudson retrieved his boxer briefs and asked if I wanted a shower or anything.

I declined, knowing I needed to get home. We both dressed in silence, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. I was locked inside my own little world. There was a soreness to my body, and I knew I’d have marks on my hip where Hudson had gripped me, but I didn’t care.

And then came the moment when Hudson had to sneak me out of his house. Everything was going so well. We could hear Hudson’s brothers and his mother in the dining room. We got to the front door.

“Do you want me to walk you home?” Hudson whispered, kissing my nose.

I smiled. “No, it’s fine. I don’t want my father to see. I’m at the cinema, remember.”

He nodded.

As Hudson planted a kiss on my lips, he moved past me to grab the door and then…

Shit!

“Aren’t you going to introduce me to your visitor, Hudson?” came the female voice from somewhere behind us.

My eyes flickered to Hudson's. His were screwed up closed and his face was scrunched up as he mouthed the word, fuck.

Dashing a hand down his face, he pinned on a smile, opened his eyes, and then turned towards the lady I assumed was his foster mother.

She was older than I had expected and tall with brown, greying hair. Her expression didn’t suggest that she was upset, but it did show that she knew we’d been upstairs. Heat bloomed in my face as I stepped around Hudson and took charge.

I raised my hand and walked towards her. Shit, would she know I’d just had sex. Didn’t you get a glow or something afterwards?

Stay calm. Don’t give anything away.

“Hi, I’m Molly, a friend of Hudson’s,” I said politely.

As she took my hand, I could see behind her into what was the dining room. All Hudson’s brothers were there with huge grins on their faces. As was Harper, but her expression wasn’t as easy to read .

“Pleasure to meet you, Molly. I’m Bethany, although the boys call me Ma.”

Hudson came to stand beside me, his expression sheepish.

We chatted briefly. It was uncomfortable, I’m not going to lie. Hudson held his body so stiff. He probably gave it away more than I did. He said something about me being there to collect some school books, which was lame. I had to bite my lip from laughing.

I tried to ignore the other Sawyer boys making childish, rude gestures behind Ma’s back.

Everything was going OK until Phoenix walked out and said, “You want a drink, Molly? You look a little flushed.”

“No thanks, I’m fine.”

I then said my goodbyes, in between bursting into a fit of giggles or breaking down in horror. Hudson walked me to the door.

“Text me when you get home. OK?”

His sweetness was like music to my ears. We’d slept together, although there hadn’t been any sleeping, and he was still nice to me. Part of me was worried that he’d revert to type once he had what he wanted. But no, my instincts were right.

He kissed me on the head, and I left. I felt happy that he kissed me in front of his family.

As I walked down the steps of his porch, the door closed, and I heard Phoenix bellow. “You’re fucking busted man.”

“Language, Nix, this isn’t the guy’s locker room!” Ma boomed.

I had a smile on my face all the way home.

When I got in, my father was fine. He didn’t ask me to go into detail about the bogus movie Harper and I had not seen.

When I got to my room, I messaged Hudson to say I was home.

Have a bath before you go to bed. You will be sore in the morning.

And with the biggest grin, I went to bed that night and slept straight through.

My dreams were all of Hudson, but he was in love with me, and we were together as boyfriend and girlfriend.

Something that unfortunately wasn’t true.

I still slept soundly without any nightmares.