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twenty-seven
I’D CALL HIM GOD IF HE LET ME.
Dolly
“Baby,” he cants, doubt thick in his voice. “My hand is the size of your head.” His laughter pitches with unease. “That’s…excessive.”
I blink at him through the wetness that forms in my eyes. I can’t stop the tremble in my lip when I hook my hands behind his neck, bringing our mouths together.
“Your babies are gonna come out of there, though, aren’t they? As soon as you’re ready to take the leap,” I whisper, dragging the tip of my tongue along his lips, my cunt clenching around his fingers from the delicate arch of his Cupid’s bow. “And when you give your cum to me, unstrained and deep, I’ll make another baby for you. And she’ll come out of my body, Hudson, she’ll come out becauseyou put her inside me. And if my body can do that because of how much I love you, I can handle your fist inside me.” I seal my mouth to his, sucking his tongue into my mouth, earning me a sexy groan. I’m loving his noises. It’s only been a few hours but already, I’m even more obsessed now that he’sallmine.
“Dolly–” he starts, but I stop him with a finger forced onto his lips. Adrenaline and anger bubble inside me, but I keep calm for him, knowing he simply just doesn't understand yet. He doesn’t realize how deeply I love him, but he’ll learn. I take my finger from his lips.
“Do you want more babies?”
Hudson’s eyes dart between mine, and his lips part, though he doesn’t speak. His breath is sweet and warm against my lips when he finally utters, “Yes.”
“Tell me. Tell me you want that, Huddy.”
With his impenetrable gaze keeping me beneath him, he fucks me expertly, still stroking my clit as he gives me what I need. “I want to crawl over your young little body, spread your legs and watch those lips grip my cock and take every inch.” Hudson’s voice with those filthy promises threaten to do me in right then and there, but he continues as he strokes in and out, making me the happiest, craziest woman alive. “And when you’re a squirming, wild mess, I’ll calm you down by filling you full, then I’ll take your hand and put it on your pussy and let your fingers feel what I gifted you.” He kisses me, hot and messy, and in all the ways I imagined his mouth against mine, it was never like this. Reality is so much better. He’s rougher than I imagined, but somehow softer, too, and god do I like everything that he is. I knew I would. Because the love I have for him is real. “Mark mywords, I will put babies in you, Dahlia. I’ll put them in you as fast as you give them to me, I promise you that.”
His words set me on fire, leaving me frenzied and aching. “Hudson,” I whine, bearing down on his hand, “please.”
From my periphery his bicep flexes and his shoulder twists as his hand fucks me hard, his dark eyes pinning me to the spot. “Hudson Elijah Gray, I have waited five years for you.Fist me before I lose my mind.”
I reach out and grab his hard, bobbing cock, arousal dripping from my center as the slit on his head widens, a bead of cream slipping free. “Dolly,” he warns, the intense talk of baby making and fisting clearly pushing him toward the edge.
See,we’re soulmates.He likes my intensity.
“More,” I command back to him.
He attempts to bring our mouths together, but I turn my head, pouting, thrusting my hips against his hand. He’s so hard. When I steal a glance at my hand wrapped around him, and I see how my fingers don’t connect around his massive dick, I start jacking him. “I’ve wanted you for so long,” I murmur, my mind going a little fuzzy from the years of pressurized need mounting inside me. He gave me three orgasms, he turned me into his canvas, and if I don’t get even more of him right now, I’m going to lose it.
“Please,” I beg, my cheeks wet from fiery tears. “Hudson, please, don’t be cruel,” I plead.
“I… I don’t have…” He takes his fingers out of me, leaving me in hollowed agony.
“No!” I scream, holding my hands tighter around his neck, my nails sinking into his sweaty skin. “Hudson, put your hand inside me now!Fuck me with your whole fist,please,I deserve it,” I cry, frantically pulling our faces together as I beg. “Please, don’t say no, I need this, you’re mine, that fist ismyfist,so pleasegive it to me.”
His hand works fast to capture that monstrous cock of his, closing his fist around it. “Jesus, Dolly, I cannot believe some of the things you’re thinking up there.” Sweat slides down his temple and I want to lick it up, but first, the fist.
My trembling body twitches against him as more and more madness awakens inside me at the loss of his hand. “Shh,” he coaxes, dropping his big palms on my shoulders, holding me holding him. “All I meant to say was, I don’t have lube in here.” He tips his head toward the adjoined bathroom. “I’m not doing it without lube.” Carefully, he untangles us and gets to his feet, reaching for the sheet to wrap around his waist.
“Third drawer, inside the Ivory soap box, a quarter of the way full,” I whisper, stopping him two steps into his short journey. The muscles in his neck twist as he slowly turns his head to peer down at me.
“You’re gonna owe me three more for that,” he drawls, leaving me with a wink as he slips into the bathroom.
While he’s there, I create a comfortable nest with the pillows and position myself in the center of the mattress on my back. I take in all the familiar things around me. The painting of a dilapidated barn under a medusa sky. The stray children’s book left on the floor near the closet. His socks rolled up next to a tin of boot polish on his nightstand. I take a deep breath in, tears stinging my eyes.
You did it, Dolly. You got your man.I curl my toes into his sheets, smoothing my hands along the soft cotton. Thebathroom door opens and Hudson returns, the bottle of lube looking miniature against his vast palm.
He fills one hand, then brings them together, dark eyes set on me. “You will tell me to stop if it hurts, or if you change your mind,” he commands, his stern daddy tone making my insides quiver.
“Yes, sir,” I breathe, trying the title. I’d call him God if he let me.
“Mmm,” he groans, “how do you do that?” he asks, using his sexy tone and intoxicating eyes to distract me from the soft press of him at my opening.
“Do what?” I question as he works two fingers inside, the lube and my arousal a torturous and teasing combination on my swollen, sensitive lips. My tummy clenches as I spread my legs wider. He lowers to his belly, pressing his lips into my inner thigh.
