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I search her gaze, my hand still in her hair. “I should have used a condom. I didn’t think. I’m so—”
“I swear to God, Hudson, if you apologize one more time, I’m gonna throat punch you.” Her words cut me off. She grabs my face in both hands and forces me to meet her gaze.
Hudson. Not Huddy. My gut gives a little tug. I love the sound of my name on her lips.
“Do you know how hot it is that you couldn’t help yourself? That you wanted me so badly that you couldn’t wait to be inside me?” Her eyes search mine. “Besides, I trust you. Do you trust me?”
I nod. “Of course, I do.”
“Good.” She runs her hands down my neck to my chest, then rests them on my hips, her thumbs rubbing my skin. “Now, are you done freaking out? Because I have a load of your jizz drying in my panties, and you know how stabby I get when I’m uncomfortable,” she jokes.
I bark out a laugh. How this woman is able to take a serious situation and flip it entirely on its head, making me laugh, is beyond me. But I love her for it.
“Youarea little scary right now,” I tease. Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, I pull her against me.
“So, shut up and kiss me,” she whispers.
I lean down and do just that. We kiss for so long, my spent cock jerks back to life. “Go get cleaned up and I’ll check on Paige.”
She nods and presses up on her toes to plant another kiss on my lips. Her tongue slides along my bottom lip and she tugs at it with her teeth. My cock throbs.
“Meet you in bed?” I ask against her lips.
“Mine or yours?”
Chapter 39
Finnley
Hudson slides into mybed behind me ten minutes later, running his hand over my hip and up my side. The delighted laugh he lets out tugs at my gut and makes me smile. After he freaked out in the kitchen, I was worried that things would be too weird, and he’d end up calling this whole thing off.
But he’s here, naked and in my bed. And judging by the slide of his hard cock against my thigh, he’s definitely still into this. I push back a bit, wiggling my ass against him.
He presses his lips to my shoulder, kissing and licking his way up my neck. I shiver, loving the way his lips feel on my skin.
“Is Paige ok?” I ask.
“Sound asleep,” he whispers against my ear, giving me the chills. He trails his fingers down my outer thigh. “Turn on the light.”
“Why?” I ask, breathlessly, when his teeth nip at my earlobe.
Wrapping an arm around my waist, he rolls me to my back. I immediately bring my arms up to cover my chest, even though it’s dark in here and I can barely make out the whites of his eyes.
Hudson reaches across my body and clicks on the small lamp on my nightstand. I squint against the light and feel my cheeks heat.
I’ve always tried to be confident in my breasts, but it’s fake. I hate how small they are. It's embarrassing. Now, I’m catapulted back to all the times in school I was teased about being Captain of the Itty-Bitty Titty Committee, and the handful of times my ex teased me about only needing a training bra. I thought most men would be thrilled to have a woman who still had a perky enough rack to not need a bra, but not Jeff.
Logically, I know those kids were assholes, and my ex was, too, but Hudson’s opinion means everything to me. I’m worried about how I’ll measure up to the women he’s been with since he and Tristen split.
Hudson gazes down at me, eyes moving between my face and my covered chest. “Why are you covering yourself?”
I hate how insecure I feel right now, and I can’t meet his eyes. “There isn’t much to look at.”
He nudges me with an amused half grin. “You do realize I’m a guy, right?” He raises his eyebrows and pokes me with his erection for good measure. “Astraightguy. One that likes tits. I don’t discriminate; I’m an equal opportunity tit guy. Big ones, little ones, doesn’t matter. Never met a tit I didn’t like.”
Normally, I would laugh at that, but I can barely crack a smile. I eye him skeptically and I hate how small my voice sounds. “You still haven’t seen them. They’re kind of…underwhelming.”
His eyes soften and he leans in, running his nose along my jaw. “I’ve known you seventeen years, pretty girl. I may not have seen you topless yet, but I already know that’s complete bullshit.”
