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He clears his throat and ushers the delivery guy out of the door.
Taylor runs into the lounge area wearing Spider-Man pajamas, shouting "Spaghetti!"
I can't help but laugh out loud. Perfect timing little guy. Breaking the tension that was about to get a little too intense.
We all sit in the lounge on the big comfy sofas. The selection of Chinese food spread across the coffee table. "You ordered too much, Hudson!"
"Well, I didn't know what you liked?"
"I thought you were just getting chow mein."
"I can't be boring like that. I had to add some other things in the mix."
"Yes, we wouldn't want to start thinking you were boring."
"Next I'll be swimming at midnight."
That is the second time he has made a midnight-swimming comment. Obviously, he has seen me swimming at night.
I make note of that and carry on enjoying my dinner.
When we are all happily full Hudson puts Taylor into bed while I sip on my wine and enjoy the view of the evening sky.
"Finally, that little bundle of energy is fast asleep." He startles me.
Hudson picks up his wine glass and drains the last bit out of it.
He leans over me, where I am sitting on the tall chair, to reach for my empty glass. "One more?" He says, but then he pauses. His face was very close to mine. The warm glow of wine in my blood. I don't even try and stop myself. I just reach up and brush my fingers over his cheek as he puts the wine glasses back on the table behind me. I pull him closer to kiss him. He still has on his white work shirt, unbuttoned and there is nothing I could do to stop myself. I slip my hands around his waist. I feel his naked skin, my fingers tracing his sculpted muscular chest. Our lips lock and his tongue dances in my mouth. He slips his massive arm around my waist and lifts me off the chair onto the kitchen counter. While pushing my legs apart with his hips he pulls my legs around his waist and kisses me hard.
Grabbing a handful of my hair he tilts my head back and runs his hot tongue over my neck sending shivers down my spine. His cock pressing against me I can feel the warmth between my legs. Nothing but thin layers of fabric between us and I want nothing more than to feel him inside me. Desperately.
I gasp loudly so he puts his hand over my lips.
"Quiet, Little Girl."
His voice vibrates through my body, and I lock my legs around his waist trying to pull him into me. Reaching down I grab his belt, unbuckling it. He pushes my hand away. Hudson grabs my hips and rubs himself hard against me. I gasped again. "I said quiet!" He growls again. Then he hesitates.
"Fuck." He says. Pulling away slightly.
He shakes his head. "We already know this is a bad idea."
He steps away from the counter, his erection pushing against his pants, barely contained within the fabric. I am breathing heavily, and the sudden withdrawal leaves me feeling stunned and confused.
"What?" I murmur.
"My son is asleep. I think you need to leave."
"Leave?" I feel so desperate to have him inside me. How in the world had he managed to stop himself.
Suddenly anger rushes through me. Maybe it was too much adrenalin. "Fine. No problem." I say, sliding off the counter. I won't say another word to him. I just walk to the front door, let myself out, and close it quietly behind me.
I hear him say something but don't make out what it is. It does not matter. I need to get out of there as quickly as possible.
Back inside my own home, I begin pacing. I am so annoyed, agitated, and sexually frustrated. Why did he have to be so fucking hot? How stupid am I? Why had he stopped everything? I know he had commented that his son was there but was it that or something else? Ugh! This feeling of rejection is horrible. I want to shout at him. But suddenly I have a better idea.
I think it's time for a swim. And I might not even need a swimsuit.
I grab a towel, strip out of my running gear, and wrap it around my waist. It is pretty late already, and the wine is still dancing in my blood, perhaps making poor decisions for me. I don't care. In nothing but a towel, I make my way down to the pool. It is dark, but the pool is glowing a calming blue. I make sure to stand right in view of his balcony. I didn't look up to see if he was watching or not. The truth is I can feel his gaze on me. He is there, lurking in the shadows.
