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)
“You can’t possibly say that after just one time.” I reached for his belt.
He froze, staring at me with the strangest expression. Wonder? Shock?
“What?” My hands fell, inadvertently brushing his very hard cock.
“Do it again.”
I found the buckle of his belt.
“Not that. Smile,” he begged.
“What?” My mouth curved at the incredulous widening of his eyes.
“There she is. God, I’ve missed you.” He kissed me long and hard, his fingers hooking into the straps of my thong and pulling the silk down my thighs, his mouth only leaving mine when he tugged the fabric completely off.
The absolutely ravenous look he gave me sent heat flooding through my body again, taking me by surprise. Usually, I was a one-and-done kind of girl, but need sparked deep within me as he moved between my thighs. Holy shit—I didn’t just want to get him off, I really wanted him.
I sat up and fused my mouth to his, stroking my tongue behind his teeth. His fingers dug into my hips as I reached between us and gripped him through his pants. Hot. Hard. Thick. Exactly what I needed.
His groan was the kind of sound I wanted to record and play back over and over, but he caught me off guard when he captured my hands and pulled them off his body.
“Hudson?” I asked between kisses as he laid me back against the granite.
“I keep my promises.” He slid off me and sank between my thighs, then shoved the wreckage of my dress up to my waist.
Oh shit. “Hudson, I’m not usually able to come twice.”
“Challenge accepted.” He settled his mouth over me, and I cried out at the first drag of his tongue over my hypersensitive clit. Our eyes locked as he did it again, and my back arched.
“You taste better than I ever dreamed. And I dreamed for years, Allie.” He pulled my thighs over his shoulders and dragged my ass to the edge of the island. “Eleven long years.”
My head fell back as he licked and sucked, teased and tortured. Every stab of his tongue had me keening, every flick against my clit had me gasping for more. I writhed under the intense pleasure as it built and spiraled, bordering the point of pain, and I speared my fingers through his hair to pull him away, but held him closer instead. “Oh my God, don’t stop.”
He didn’t.
“Hudson,” I whimpered, my head thrashing as he drove me relentlessly toward a peak I didn’t know existed. He stopped teasing and flat-out devoured me.
And when my legs tensed, he only went harder, using the flat of his tongue and thrusting his fingers inside me until I trembled, my body so impossibly tight that my choice was either come, or die right there on my kitchen island with Hudson between my thighs.
He drove the point of his tongue against my clit and I shouted something that sounded like his name as my body flew apart, the tension within me snapping violently. My hips bucked against his face and he threw an arm over my lower stomach, pinning me in place as he stroked me through the most intense orgasm of my life.
By the time I came down, I was completely limp, a puddle of satiated bliss.
“It wasn’t bluster,” I managed between the gulping breaths I took to steady my heart.
He fucking grinned, that dimple in his cheek appearing for a heartbeat as he gently took my legs from his shoulders and let them dangle off the edge of the island as he stood. The heat in his eyes as he looked me over had me pushing against the granite to sit up.
“Now.” I undid his buckle before he got some wild idea to see if he could ruin me for a third time.
“Allie,” he whispered with an edge of desperation, his cock straining against his pants as I—
The sound of a key turning in the lock registered a second before the front door opened, slamming into the doorstop.
I froze, my fingers poised on Hudson’s waistband.
“Fuck,” he growled, then moved faster than I’d ever seen. He jerked my bodice upright and yanked me off the island, setting me on my feet so my dress fell into place, then pinning my hips to the counter with his to steady my wobbly knees. His cock was harder than granite and pressed against my stomach in a screaming denial I agreed with.
This was not happening.
“You guys here?” Eva called out, her heels clicking on the floor as Hudson pulled my zipper up. She rounded the corner into the kitchen. “There you—” Her eyes flew wide and she spun, turning her back to us. “Oh my God. Are you two seriously . . .” She whipped back around. “We eat in here.” She gestured to the barstools at the end of the island, then did a double take, staring at Hudson’s torso, and I shifted my body to block any potential view of his cock. Clothed or naked, it was mine, not for Eva’s to see. “Wow. I mean. Wow.” She gave me a thumbs-up. “Good for you, Allie.”