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“Are you in a good mood?” I ask.
I see a small smirk appear on his face. “Hmm, it depends, Parker.”
“Do you want to have a little double date thing tonight? I think it could be cool if you and I could cook together and invite Matt and Taylor or Lex and Kyle. Or both,” I say carefully.
Hudson places the papers back into the box. “I really don’t want to see Matt and Taylor today, but if you want, you can invite Lex and Kyle. This is your home too.”
“Really? Thank you! I love you!” I kiss the side of his neck and Hudson quickly turns around and grabs my arms before pinning me down beneath him, his body crushing mine into the soft quilts.
“Oh, but after,” he says, leaning in and placing soft, warm kisses along my jaw. “After they leave, I’m going to have so much fun with you. I can’t wait to torture you.”
His knee is wedged in between my legs and he knows exactly what he’s doing as he presses it further up until he’s applying slight pressure to my pussy.
“And if I say no?” I challenge and Hudson raises his eyebrows.
“No? Then it’ll be three spanks for the wench!” He says dramatically rolling me over onto my stomach and gripping my hands behind my back.
“Hudson! You wouldn’t dare. My parents haven’t ever spanked me!” I yell as I laugh into the pillow. “Let me go.”
“Never? Well, I guess there’s a first for everything then,” he says in a sardonic tone.
I shut my eyes, thinking that he’s just joking until his palm really connects with my ass and there’s a stinging tingle that travels through me.
“Ah!” It actually feels good.
“Will you say no again?” He runs his fingers lightly across my butt and it feels so ticklish, yet so good as desire floods my veins.
He slaps my ass again, twice. “Will you say no?”
“Okay, I give up. I won’t,” I quickly say, chuckling as he lets go of my hands.
“Good,” he says kissing me on the lips and sliding his large palms around my waist.
Why can’t it be like this all the time?I silently wondered as we broke apart.
“Do you want to make Chinese or Mexican?” he asks as he stands up and adjusts his black t-shirt.
“Mexican,” I tell him.
“Okay. I’ll be right back. I’ll go and do some shopping. You can look around if you want,” he says, reaching for his wallet from inside the box, before leaving.
I reach into my jeans pocket and drop back against the bed as I text Lex about our plans for tonight.
