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His green eyes fall back down to me and I can feel the heat radiate through them. “You’re just looking to push it, aren’t you, Op?”
“Always. And look where it got you.” I smile at him the best I can, trying to lighten the mood, and it seems to work because Hudson presses his body harder into mine.
“It’s your birthday. What do you want?”
You.
But I’m not that fucking stupid to mention it. Hope for it. Like I just said, we’re temporary and I have to get my heart to remember that.
“Are you that committed, Hudson?”
He moves his head down, leaning in to whisper in my ear. “I am to you today. If my girl wants to orgasm against my fingers on her birthday, I’m only happy to oblige.”
I bob my head in agreement with what he’s saying because, who wouldn’t want that? Hudson Stoll is a dark fantasy, one that pulls me in after I pushed him into it, and he doesn’t like to play sweet. He likes hard, fast, and to claim ownership. He’s not one for games, he tells it like it is, and it doesn’t help my mental state when he’s covered in black tattoos and dark facial features.
He’s a dark fucking god.
I’m the pretty little princess.
And I want him to ruin me.
“How many fingers, little one?” His hand dips under the fabric of my dress against my leg and runs his fingers up my naked skin. “I want you dripping for later.”
“I don’t think Spencer would like that.”
Hudson stalls, his body becoming rigid against my chest, and when I think he’s about to say something smart-ass, his teeth sink into the skin of my throat.
I squeal in surprise but he doesn’t release his sharp fangs, making his point that he’ll mark the shit out of me and call me out on my bullshit.
His lips sweep against the indentations I know he left there. “Sweetheart, you’ll never say his name or any other man’s name around me again, do you hear me?”
I nod again, which rewards me with him drawing my lace panties to the side and brushing his knuckle against my soaked clit.
He groans, fiddling with it like he’s tuning an instrument and is delighted that it’s playing just right. “Two minutes, you ready?”
I don’t doubt his skills. However, a hundred and twenty seconds isn’t a long time.
“Yes,” I reply, curious to see if he can pull it off.
And that’s when he dips those two thick fingers inside me, deep and as far as he can go before pumping in and out at the most torturous pace imaginable.
Hudson pulls himself from the comfort of my neck and looks down at me, keeping our mouths aligned and angled. “Always taking what I give you, baby. You’re such a good girl.”
I grip onto his bulging bicep to keep myself steady as his pace quickens. My whole body aflame against the coolness of the night air.
“How many times do you want my dick tonight and my mouth?” He strums my clit with his thumb as he keeps fucking me with his fingers. “Because I came over-amped up and ready for you, baby.”
I’m going to die.
The thought of having Hudson at my disposal for him to do whatever I want makes me feel powerful and extremely lucky. I know he does this for everyone and, I might be naive in saying this, but I feel goddamn amazing.
His lips lightly press into mine, teasing me as his tongue darts to enter my mouth. One long lapse of his tongue and he’s got me hooked on his bait. “You’re fucking squeezing me. I’d fuck you but?—”
“Just do it,” I quip, finding his hard cock against my palm. “It’ll be quick.”
“You tryin’ to taunt me, Opie? This is only the opening act for tonight.”
“I want you inside me.” A rush goes to my head, one that warns me my body is verging on the edge of sinful bliss. “Please…”
