Page 28 of Georgia-Blue & Hudson

I sigh and sit upright. I know what needs to be done… Erase Hudson Nash,with his pretty eyes, lips, and hard body from my vision immediately. I not only like, but love the way he kissed me. His lips were so hot and warm, and that scruff?Holy shit.He’s the sexiest man I’ve ever encountered. On top of that, hecan ride a horse like nobody’s business.Wait. Do not think about Hudson mounting a horse!

Too late. My core clenches thinking about just that. I’m sure he could show me a thing or two between the sheets with those hips. Imagining his tanned body against my paler, more delicate skin has my nipples pebbling and my hand reaching for my nightstand. I reach into the draw and pull out my little bullet vibrator. It’s small but mighty and I need to release some pent-up frustration, otherwise I’m never going to be able to sleep.

I sit back on my heels and unclip my overalls so the bib part falls. I pull off my shirt and unhook my bra, letting my breasts fall out. My nipples are sensitive as I run a palm over one of them and click on my vibrator. Sliding my hand down my overalls, I pull my lace panties aside and press the pointy tip to my throbbing clit. I hiss out as it makes contact and I part my legs a little further.

I tug at one nipple as I rock my hips and let my little bullet do its magic. I’m on my knees and thinking about what it would be like if it were Hudson here with me.

Would he play with my nipples and suck them into his mouth one by one? What would he do with my body if we ever got down and dirty? What would one of those big fingers feel like circling at my entrance and then easing inside me — warming me up for his big dick. And Iknowit’s big, everything about him is. I also felt it when my hand fell into his lap.

I moan, looking down at myself, watching my breasts bounce as I work with my trusty little magic maker.

I feel the tug from deep inside my belly; thank God this little bullet never takes long to get me off because I need this. Just for tonight I pretend it’s him.Allhim.

Picturing Hudson’s face, plus his toned, hot body and sexy scent, will ensure victory in record time. I press it a little harder and tighten my hold on my nipple, giving it a tug as I cryout, letting the ripple effect of my orgasm unravel. The hum of the bullet is freaking sexy, and so is imagining Hudson’s lips wrapped around my nipple and tugging with his teeth. I cry out again as I ride it out, the wave going on and on until my body starts to lull and I flop down onto my bed with my hand still down my overalls.

I groan into the pillow.What the hell has gotten into me?

This is Hudson.

The ex-bull rider.

A man I nicknamed Grumpy Pants.

Gray’s best friend!

No. No.No!

I’m notthatdrunk. I pull my hand out and switch the thing off.

Maybe if I sleep it off, I’ll forget all about this charade by morning.

Keeping in mind that we’ve also agreed to travel together down to Florida has me feeling slightly nervous, but that was before I kissed him.

Maybe he’ll change his mind.

Maybe going away right now isn’t a good idea.

Then again, why should I miss my friend's wedding because I can’t hold my liquor?

I’ll just send him a funny text in the morning saying sorry and that’ll be that.

He’s probably over at his place, working out ways to torture me for the rest of time for this.

I put my head under the pillow and scream.

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I wake up early, which isn’t usually my modus operandi because I love to sleep. I’m sometimes in the office nice and early, but not always. And today being Saturday, I have nowhere else to be.

I don’t work every weekend, in fact, we take it in turns so everyone gets a shot at a weekend off and it works well.

Today I plan to clean the casita and go and do some grocery shopping. Anything normal would be good; it might take my mind away from that strange thing I did last night in Hudson’s truck.

My God.

My cheeks flush at the memory. It all becomes glaringly apparent by the time my eyes have even remotely opened. Then by my first cup of coffee —while I half sit up in bed — the more intimate details come flooding back. I pinch the bridge of my nose while thinking about the way Huds had to lean over me to pull the door open. Then I practically threw myself at him and begged him to kiss me so we could see what it would be like?Dear Lord, noooo!Was there something in there about Ronnie Templeton and Hudson being my plus one? Maybe.

Okay, I know damn well there was. I wasn’t that hammered.

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