Page 23 of Seductive Architect
“What first was this?” Hudson raised an eyebrow at the question. “Your list. This must have been a first something.”
“First green slime doesn’t feel like it deserves a place on the list.” He reached into his pocket, fishing around for a moment before he produced a small black notebook.
“It’s a literal list?” I couldn’t help but laugh. In the vacant room, it came out like a thunderous roar. I thought he had meant a mental list, not an actual, write-it-down list. “I’m glad to see I’m not the only one.”
“You have a list?”
“You can say that.” I could have explained it, but Kiki would have held up her finger to shush me. “I have a lot of lists. So, what would it take for this to make the list?”
He shoved the notebook in his pocket. He chewed his bottom lip, the green illuminating his face while he pondered the question. First selfie with slime? Lame. A kiss in the workplace? Already did that. I almost laughed at myself and how Hudson moved from person of interest tointeresting person. There’d be time to ask my questions, but right now they didn’t seem that important.
He reached out, and I didn’t hesitate to take his hand. I shut my eyes as I savored the warmth of his palm. Date nights with Jared had been watching movies together while we texted. It had filled my need for companionship… or so I thought. We never met in person, never touched, and for a time, I wouldn’t have even thought about kissing. When I touched Hudson, my mind wandered, imagining more than holding hands.
“Want to have sex?”
I coughed.Notwhat I expected to come out of his mouth.
“Did I hear that right?”
“It’s not the supply closet where I found your boss, but… it’d be list worthy.”
I’d deal with my regrets later. I tugged his arm, pulling him close, and gave him another kiss. Our bodies pressed together, and I wrapped a hand around his waist, removing any distance between us. I couldn’t do this with an avatar in a video game. All the times I jerked off thinking of Jared couldn’t compare. I wanted to touch, to run my hands along Hudson’s body. It was time to admit… I needed this.
I untucked his shirt, working my hand under the fabric. Soft. Fuzzy. Hot. Each breath, his torso filled with air, expanding beneath my palm. He’d hold it before letting it out in a long sigh. His body convulsed as I grazed the ticklespot. I did it again, and he giggled. For all my talk of machines and preferring them over humans, they didn’t giggle at being tickled.
“Keep going?” I asked, but hoped his answer was— He nodded. “It’s been a while,” I said, pre-empting any missteps I’d be taking.
“It’s my first time,” he admitted.
If this was going to be his first time with a man, I wanted to make sure it made the list, followed by a series of exclamation marks. Try as I might to focus on the button of his slacks, I wondered if his lack of identity came from a relationship. Had he been married to the daughter of a mob boss, and now he hid away?
The thoughts vanished when he pushed my hands away to remove my t-shirt. He stared… no… gawked, his eyes going wide. My belly exposed and the rings in my nipples catching the green light, I felt exposed. He chewed his bottom lip, eyes focused on me until I fidgeted. Nobody had ever looked at me like that. I didn’t know what to do with it.
This would go into my book of firsts.
The tips of his fingers hovered above my chest, almost touching a patch of hair. There was no denying it anymore. I wanted his hands on me, exploring until he resolved the ache in my belly. His finger flicked one of my nipples, and I closed my eyes as the electricity vibrated through my bones. I thought a boyfriend online had been the perfectblend of companionship and personal space. I didn’t want space, not here, not with Hudson.
My priorities had shifted and I no longer cared if he belonged to the Illuminati. His hand grazed my body until he reached my pants. Lacking finesse, he tore open the front, letting them drop. When he got to his knees, I understood how this would play out. I wouldn’t say no, not as long as he continued his touching.
“Can I?” When he glanced up, it was everything I could do to not tear off my briefs.
I should have hesitated. Instead, I nodded.
He jerked my briefs down, leaving them wrapped around my knees. Hudson stared at my cock like he had never seen one before. Whatever straight life he had led vanished as his fingers wrapped around my shaft. His hand moved back and forth, letting the foreskin slide over the head. The expression of disbelief never left his face. Eyes remained wide as he went cross-eyed, staring at the tip.
He moved forward, swallowing the head. As his tongue ran along the underside of my shaft, my head tipped back, and I let out a long sigh. While he wiggled more of my cock in his mouth, my concentration faltered, and the hum of code sang in the back of my head.
“Fuck,” I growled as he approached the base. Much like his kissing, Hudson needed a little instruction. He didn’t so much suck my cock as he did hold it in his mouth. Hot as hell, but not going to get me to the finish line. I refrainedfrom thrusting, wanting to make his first time with a guy memorable. Patience wasn’t a virtue associated with my name, but for him?—
“Holy shit,” I gasped as he pulled back. He slid forward, taking the length of my cock. He had the right idea. For his first time, I’d add the word “curious” and “eager” to his comment card. I’m sure it wasn’t so different from my first time with a guy.
“Doesitfeelgood,” he mumbled with a full mouth.
“Amazing,” I whispered.
He continued bobbing, and I nearly toppled. His hands reached around, grabbing my ass, keeping me upright. It wasn’t normal human strength, I was sure of it. Even as Hudson slobbered on my cock, I tried to place his face with one of the masked heroes of Vanguard. Could he be Pitch? Redax? The Tower?
“I’m close,” I mumbled.
