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He tears his mouth away from me, both of us breathing hard. "You sure you want this?"
Is he for real? "How many times do I have to ask?"
A quick nod of his head, he begins to move. Thrusting in and out of me, hard and fast.
"Yes." I cry out, this is what I want, him totally losing control.
His hands grip my legs, and he lifts them, putting them up against his chest, and up around his neck. He pounds into me like a man possessed. It feels as though he's hitting the opening to my cervix. Each and every time he thrusts into me I whimper, my body climbing higher again, it's not going to take much longer for me to come apart again.
A sheen of sweat lines Hudson's forehead, his breathing ragged as his hands grip my legs tighter, I'd be surprised if I wasn't bruised later on.
He closes his eyes as he thrusts inside of me once more, I gasp when I feel the warmth of his cum inside of me. "Hudson, you're not wearing a condom." Panic starts to rise within me, how could we be so careless?
He pulls out of me and lies down beside me, pulling me into his arms. "I didn't think Princess, whatever happens, it's going to be okay. There's no point in worrying about it now." He pulls the covers up over us.
"Why do you call me Princess?" I ask as I lay my head against his chest; the sound of his heart beating is soothing.
"Someday soon, I'll explain everything to you." He murmurs as he kisses my head.
"That sounds ominous." I'm intrigued about why he calls me it. As for him explaining everything else to me, I don't want to know. I don't think I ever want to know. There's an air of danger around him, the way the men call him boss, with so much respect. It makes me wonder who he really is, and my mind runs immediately to everything that Lacey has told me. No matter how hard I try and not believe it, something is niggling at me, making me think that maybe there's more truth to it than I think. We lay here in silence, and it’s not long before I’m falling to sleep, the soft snores tell me that Hudson’s already asleep. I’m still lying on his chest, his arm around me, and I want to stay here, I feel secure here, loved, cherished. It’s not something I’m used to but something I could definitely get accustomed to.
A knock on the door has my entire body freezing. I send a silent prayer that Hudson locked the door when he came in last night. “Mia? You in there?” Shit it’s my mom. The handle of the door goes down, and I brace myself. “Mia?” She calls unable to open the door.
“Yeah, Mom?” I call out making my voice deeper than it usually is.
“I woke you, I’m sorry. I thought I heard you were awake. It must have been Hudson, he’s not in his room. Go back to sleep, it’s still early.” She tells me, and relief hits me.
“Okay Mom, see you in a while.”
I hear her footsteps as she begins to descend the stairs, of course, Hudson begins to chuckle. “That was close,” I tell him, relieved that he locked the door last night.
He looms over me, his dick hard against my stomach, “You need to relax Princess.”
I sigh, he’s right, I do. “Okay,” I tell him as I relax into my pillow my hand reaching for his dick.
“You made your choice?”
I don’t speak. Instead, I let my actions speak for me. I wrap my hand around his dick and give him a squeeze.
His eyes flash, “Good girl.” He murmurs and his lips descend on mine, my hand around his dick beginning to move up and down, making
him pulse in my hand as I do so.
Eleven
Mia
Hudson left while I was having a shower. That was a close call this morning, and it's not the way I'd want my mom to find out what's happening between Hudson and I. Yet, I have no idea what's going to happen. What do we do when I go back to Phoenix? My mind's whirling with doubts, but whenever I look at him, those doubts fade and hope surfaces. There's something about Hudson that makes me feel grounded. Like he's going to be here for me no matter what. We’ve been sneaking around for two days now, it’s exciting and new, but I know that it won’t be long before it comes out. That’s something that I’m not looking forward to.
"Hey Lacey, you okay?" I ask as I step into her room, she's been withdrawn today and I'm wondering what's up with her.
"I got a phone call this morning. My parents are on their way home. My grandmother's taken a turn for the worst." Her voice shaky as she looks down at her phone.
"When are you going?" As much as I want her to stay with me for the summer, family comes first, and this could be the last time she sees her grandmother.
"Tomorrow morning." Tears shine in her eyes.
Walking over to the bed, I sit down beside her, "It'll be okay." I whisper as I reach for her hand. It's a lie. It's never okay. It hurts like hell to lose someone you love and especially someone you're close to like she is with her grandmother and I was with my dad.
