Hud shrugs. “This may sound cheesy, but I went into the river one way and came out completely changed. I guess I wanted my appearance to reflect that.”
“That’s not cheesy at all.”
Hud smiles before that sexy grin slips back over his lips. “I like that color green on you,” he practically purrs.
I glance down at my short-sleeved Henley, then back at him, eyebrow raised. “Oh yeah?”
“Mmhm.” His hand drags up my thigh and cups the bulge straining against my jeans.
“Didn’t you just say we couldn’t skip the party?”
“Yeah, but I never said we couldn’t be fashionably late.” He leans over the console and pops the button on my jeans, thenmoves on to my zipper. He kisses a line from my collarbone to the spot just under my ear that makes me rock hard.
“I don’t think I can do this and drive at the same time.” The urge to close my eyes and enjoy the sensation of Hud’s lips on my neck is strong, but I keep my focus on the road.
“Pull into the park,” he mumbles into my ear.
I turn at the last second, pulling into the dusky parking lot of the park.
I haven’t been back here since the night Hudson tried to break up with me, even going so far as to take an alternate route to Hudson’s house just to avoid having to pass by.
But Hud is demanding play time, so who am I to say no?
Fuck, I’m weak for him.
The car is barely in park when Hud pulls my dick from my jeans and practically inhales me. My hands fly to his head, a little sad that I don’t have his locks to grab onto anymore.
That sadness disappears when Hud swirls his tongue around the head of my cock, then takes me deep in one smooth movement.
“Hell yeah, that’s so good, baby.”
Hud bobs his head a few more times before he comes up grinning, chin slick with spit.
“Get naked,” he demands, yanking his shirt over his head.
“You actually want to fuck here? What if we get caught?”
I used to be the reckless one, but with everything that has happened, I’ve been forced to be more mindful of unforeseen events.
“Walk on the wild side with me, Cull.”
He’s already butt naked, cock hard and flushed, pre-come leaking from the tip.
My eyes flick down, and I can’t help as I lick my lips.
“Damn. Fuck. Okay, you win.”
I rip off my shirt and shimmy my jeans down my thighs. Hud straddles me, our cocks brushing each other. My head falls back, a moan tearing out of me.
“I thought you said I was the moaner,” Hud teases. He licks my Adam’s apple before nipping my lips.
“Shut up,” I mutter, smiling into a bruising kiss.
Hud wraps his hand around both of our cocks and starts stroking, his warm grip pulling another moan from my chest.
My fingers scramble for the button to recline the seat, the chair slowly leaning back when I make contact.
Hud grabs his jeans from where they rest in the passenger seat and fishes out a small, clear packet from the pocket. He waves it in my face for a second before I realize what it is.
