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In a new place.
With a new sense of hope and direction.
It’s not all outlined yet, but I don’t need all that to know this might work. This headstrong man is sweet and weak for me in the sense that he won’t hold out. He knows what I need and how it needs to be received.
And I definitely know what gets to him because the clenching of his thighs under my ass is the clear indicator that I’m all he wants and needs.
He’s made that perfectly clear by coming here.
“Goddamn it,” he grumbles when I hit a spot that almost sends my eyes rolling back into my head. “I can’t wait to get you on your knees, baby. Milk my cock and come all over it so I can bend you over.”
His words send me reeling on another trip of pleasure as I come down hard on him. There’s nothing in this world that can affect me like he does.
Not in this way.
The oxygen in my lungs evaporates to take a clean hit of normal functionality as I bow over, palms placed on Hudson’s hard chest as my orgasm hits me so hard I think I black out for a split second.
Hudson’s hand latches onto the back of my head as his lips crash with mine and he takes over. His hips propel upward, taking more from me as I’m too busy still falling down from my trip.
His tongue delves between my lips, hips thrusting into me with unforgiving drives as I gasp and take what he gives me.
After a few more lapses of his mouth, I’m flipped over to my back, feeling his weight before it disappears and I’m put onto my stomach.
He does exactly what he said he was going to do and gets me on my knees, pushing my ass against his body before he enters me again in one merciless shove of his cock.
And then it’s game on for Hudson Stoll and all his sinister moves.
His fingers knead my ass in soft caresses versus the violent lunges of his cock. His movements are always uncalculated, always leaving me wondering and waiting for more, but Hudson apparently doesn’t have a plan in mind.
All he wants to do is come and do it inside me to claim me once again as his own.
The thing is, I never left.
I’ve been his even if I did move states and across the country. Nothing would ever change that between the two of us.
My hair is tugged on, encouraging me to push off my palms and rise to flush my spine against Hudson’s hard chest. He takes the opportunity to brush my blonde strands away from my ear and whisper his promises into existence while he fucks me without a shit given.
“What is it you want, Op?” he asks softly, wanting nothing more than wanting everything that happened between us to disappear. “You have all the power here. I told you that. What you want is what you’ll get.”
“I want us…” I try to inhale before lifting my chin and pulling out some of my badass. “I want us all to be a family one day. Eating breakfast, watching movies, shooting the shit, beach days, and every day. I know that’ll take time. But that’s my end game. Those are my conditions.”
“Done.”
It almost sounds too good to be true. So easy that it has to be some sort of trick. But this is Hudson. He doesn’t pussyfoot and play games. He’s all rules, plays, and straightforward talk.
“Just like that?” I ask through a whisper, craning my head to look at him. “You moving here and us?—”
“You’re mine,” he growls out, showing his usual display of possessiveness. “And I’d follow you to the end of the world if that’s where you wanted to be.”
“Promise?”
His green eyes soften a bit but his thrusts do not. I can see everything in them. Hudson is the realest thing I’ve ever had besides Rory and Mia. He’s been that rock I can build on. A man that’s given me a chance and let me prove myself. That’s supported me in all my shit even though he didn’t want to.
It’s how it all started.
The damsel in distress to my mother’s direct wants and plans for me.
“You can count on it, baby,” he says, leaning into me to take my lips again. “You and Rory. I got you both.”
