Page 29 of Love in Unexpected Places

Slowly, I raise my hips, loving the feel of Hudson’s cock dragging against my walls. When I lower myself, we both let out a moan. That’s how we make love. Slow, thorough, with our mouths connected. I wanted to see Hudson’s face, but I can’t break the spell of what’s going on between us right now.

With the hand that’s locked on my hip, Hudson guides me, thrusting up to match my rhythm. My cock is nestled between us, rubbing against my abs and his soft belly, getting friction from all sides.

“Hudson,” I murmur into his mouth, trading breaths with him as I try to keep ahold of my senses. He feels so fucking good, words can’t describe. Every thrust brushes my prostate and I love it, but I need more. “Fuck the cum out of me,” I beg.

He flips us over until he’s on top of me and I moan loudly at how his dick slips inside me deeper. Hudson’s hands go under my back and he grips my shoulders, fucking me hard. His mouth finds my neck and he kisses and sucks at me while pounding my hole hard enough to make my teeth clack together.

I moan Hudson’s name over and over, wrapping my legs around him. “Just like that. Hudson. Kiss me while I come.” His mouth crashes over mine and I come hard. Hudson fucks me through it, his cockhead bumping against my sensitive prostate.

“Your ass is so tight. I’m not gonna … last …” Hudson says and grunts, body shuddering over me as he orgasms.

He collapses on top of me, and I wrap my legs tighter around him, rubbing his back while I kiss his cheek. Hudson turns and captures my lips, kissing me slow and sweet.

We finally come up for air and Hudson smiles down at me. “We’re a mess.”

“I know, but I don’t want to move.” I know my legs will be jelly when I try to stand. My orgasm seemed like it took over my whole body, sapping all my energy with the strength of it.

“We can lay here for as long as you want.” Hudson kisses me on my cheeks, chin, forehead, nose, temples, lips. Planting kisses anywhere his lips reach, making me smile and want to nuzzle into him.

I shake my head and drop my legs from his waist. “No. Let’s shower. Then I want to hold you until we go to sleep.”

“You want to be the big spoon?” Hudson asks with a husky voice as he pulls his half-hard cock from me. I feel my ass trying to grip him to keep him inside and I am completely on board with that. He feels so good there.

“I love being the big spoon,” I say while Hudson helps me up. I stand with a wince. A bit of pain is the price I’m willing to pay to have a fat cock in me.

Our shower is quick, just us washing each other since I can tell from the droop in Hudson’s eyes that he’s tired. I feel myself being dragged down as well. I’m so at ease that my body is relaxed, wanting to nestle against my boyfriend.

Wow, my boyfriend! I still can’t believe it. I can’t believe he wants me like I want him. I knew Hudson had feelings for me, but I had no idea he was in as deep as I was. But I’m glad he is. I think this could last for a while.

I’ve never had an interest in anyone as quickly as I did with Hudson. Never had such an easy time getting to know someone and wanting to spend day and night with them. Even with my college boyfriend—the one I once thought I would spend the rest of my life with—I didn’t have this much ease being with him. I always felt like we werecircling each other, waiting for the other to give in to what we wanted. It turned out terribly, with me being hurt because of his unwillingness to be with me out loud.

I don’t have that problem with Hudson. Ever since our first date, Hudson has wanted to be seen with me. He always holds my hand, kissing me either on my cheeks, forehead, or on the lips. He brought me to meet his friends. It’s meant so much to have this type of easygoing relationship—no stress, no wondering what he wants, no having to hide that we’re together.

This is the kind of relationship I’ve always wanted.

With the shower done, Hudson and I dry ourselves and crawl into bed naked. I don’t think either of us has any plans to fuck anymore tonight, but it’s nice to feel his skin against me.

But he doesn’t let me be the big spoon. “Not tonight,” he tells me softly, placing a soft kiss behind my ear. “I want to hold you in my arms tonight.”

Not hating that idea, I scoot closer to him, our bodies connecting in a gentle way. “I love you, Hudson,” I whisper, still not believing I’m uttering those words.

“And I love you, Callum. I’m so glad Rachel had the idea to set us up. I’ll have to buy her some flowers,” he says in a light voice, kissing me again.

Definitely agree with him there. Rachel hasn’t always paired me with the best candidates. She’s tried to help and I don’t hold it against her for wanting the best for me. To be honest, I didn’t hold out hope that Hudson wouldn’t be just like the others—not terrible, but not my type. Except my latest ex. He was just my type, but a cheating asshole.

But Hudson isn’t them. As soon as I saw him, I knew. I knew he was different, I knew he was meant to be in my life. This big, beautiful man that’s holding me tight and kissing me, whispering sweet words to me is all mine. Wechose each other and I’m more than happy with my choice.

“Yeah, we’ll get my meddling friend some flowers. It’s about time she picked me a good one.”

As Hudson chuckles, I snuggle in closer to him and feel a smile tipping up my lips. Rachel can have whatever she wants for her matchmaking skills this time. Hell, she might even be the best woman at our wedding.

epilogue

CALLUM

Six Months Later…

“Rachel, honey. You look amazing,” I tell my best friend when she comes out of the changing room. Today is the big day and she’s beautiful. Her hair is piled high on her head with soft ringlets hanging around her face. Her makeup is light, but she’s radiant. Her smile makes her even more so.

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