Total pages in book: 166
Estimated words: 157273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 786(@200wpm)___ 629(@250wpm)___ 524(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 157273 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 786(@200wpm)___ 629(@250wpm)___ 524(@300wpm)
“Yes.” I drew my knees up, so consumed with wanting him that I didn’t care what he needed me to confess. I’d give him any truth he wanted.
“Wild?” He pushed in, consuming that first tight inch.
“Yes!” Holy shit, he felt incredible.
“Like you won’t survive the next heartbeat without me?” Another brush of his lips.
“Yes.” My hands slid to the back of his head and I swiveled my hips.
He groaned low in his throat, dropping his forehead to mine. “Good. Because that’s exactly how I feel every minute of every day. I’m losing my fucking mind over you.”
“I’m right with you.” Even if it killed me.
“Yeah, you are.” He cradled the back of my head and drove into me in one powerful thrust, taking every inch I had and stretching me for more. He was too much, and it was divine.
We muffled each other’s moans in a kiss, and he shuddered, the muscles of his back rippling under my fingers as I splayed my hands wide.
“My Allie.” He lifted his head, locked his awe-filled gaze with mine, and withdrew, hitting every nerve ending within me. “You’re so hot. Tight. Perfect. Fucking made for me, and I want to be gentle—”
“Don’t.” My hands slid to his ass. “Don’t be gentle or careful. Fuck me like you mean it, Hudson.”
His eyes flared again, and he slammed home. The pleasure of it rattled my wits and a cry slipped free. “Like that?”
“Just like that.” God yes.
He kissed me deep as he withdrew, then snapped his hips, setting a hard, deep rhythm that had me straining for the next thrust, meeting him every time, curling my leg over his hip to take him deeper.
“Don’t stop,” I begged. I wouldn’t survive it if he did.
“I’m never going to get enough of you,” he said against my mouth as his hips drove into me again. My cries softened to keening pants as sweat slickened our skin. “You feel. So. Damned. Good. Allie.” He punctuated every word with a thrust, and I lost the ability to form sentences.
“More.” It was my only demand. My only thought.
He drove us across the bed, then wrapped his arm around my back and lifted, straightening us. “Headboard.”
I threw up my hands, then grabbed the wood and braced, using it for leverage to rock back into his thrusts so he’d hit harder. Deeper. And he so fucking did. Wood creaked as he surged over me again and again, and the sight of his wild eyes, his body moving with mine, sent my temperature skyrocketing. Each thrust coiled that sweet tension tighter within me, stringing me like a bow until my body vibrated and pulsed. I felt Hudson everywhere. He was in the very marrow of my bones, the breath in my lungs, the demanding beat of my heart—they were all his.
“I want you from behind, so I can watch this perfect ass bounce as you take my cock,” he growled as his hips continued to swing, wringing soft, keening cries from my lips. “And against the wall. And on top of me, riding me hard. Once isn’t going to be enough. I want everything.”
“Yes. All of it.” I rocked faster, demanding he pick up the pace. This slow, thorough fucking was exquisite, but I wasn’t going to survive if he made me wait much longer for my release.
“Next time.” He kissed me hard and gave me what I wanted, swinging his hips faster but just as deep. “This time I want your eyes.” He kept his gaze locked on mine, then reached between our bodies. “You’re right there, I can feel it. Every muscle is tight, every breath shallow. I need to feel you come around me, Allie.” He strummed my clit, and I stopped meeting his thrusts, only capable of receiving as my body locked at the new onslaught of sensation, my thighs clenching around his hips. “That’s it, love.”
He pressed lightly, and I saw stars. The edges of my vision darkened as the orgasm tore through me, breaking me apart while Hudson somehow kept me together, never ceasing the relentless drive of his hips as he covered my mouth with his to capture my cries. My body arched again and again.
Only when I fell back against the pillow, gasping for breath and completely wrecked, did his control break.
He curled his arm under my shoulder to keep me from sliding into the headboard, and then unleashed, losing all rhythm in a handful of hard, voracious thrusts.
I brought my hand to his face and took his line as he came undone. “So fucking mine.”
His eyes flared, and he kissed me hard, smothering a moan. The sound rumbled through his chest, low and guttural, as he found his release with a final, deep thrust that struck my very soul. He collapsed onto me for a heartbeat before rolling us to the side, holding me close.