Page 94 of What About Us
“That’s not a bad idea,” he says and captures my mouth. His tongue glides along mine and I fist my hands in his hair. He trails his tongue down my neck.
“Want me to call you daddy, too?” I say, head tipped back.
A laugh bursts out of him, sending his breath skittering across my neck and chest. “What the fuck have you been reading?”
“Listen, there are all manner of kinks in those books. You’d be surprised what an author can make hot.” I tilt my head in the direction of my Kindle on the nightstand, and he follows the movement. “Lots of one-handed reads in that baby.”
“One-handed reads?” His lips leave my neck and he cocks an eyebrow.
“Yeah, one hand for the book, the other hand for this.” I reach under the covers and drop my pink bullet vibrator into his palm.
His eyes go wide and then snap to mine. He licks his bottom lip. “You ever use this and think about me?”
I nod, my cheeks heating. Why do I feel so shy all of a sudden? This is Hudson and he just had his tongue on my pussy.
“When?” His voice comes out all raw and deep and my clit throbs.
“That night after I saw you in the shower.”
His brows lift. “You used this…and thought about that?”
“Mm-hm,” I hum.
He brushes my hair back from my face. “Damn, that’s hot.”
I dip my chin, smiling. My mind flashes with the image of him coming all over the shower door. When I look back up, his eyes have dropped to the pink silicone in his hand. Not having his eyes on me gives me the courage I need to ask, “What were you thinking about that day?”
“You,” he says without hesitation, his gaze landing on mine.
I bite my lip, loving his answer. “You gonna think about me tonight? When you go back to your room?”
He nods, his breath ghosting across my lips. “You?”
My answering nod is shy. Again.
“You gonna use this?” He softly taps the vibrator on my thigh.
I bite the inside of my cheek, searching his eyes. “Do you want me to?”
He swallows hard. “Yes.”
“Ok.” I nod again.
Slowly, he lifts me to standing and then helps me into bed. He leans down and takes my mouth again, plunging his tongue inside, demanding entry, and moaning when he gets it. I reach up and grip his cock through his shorts and it’s my turn to moan. I want him so badly, but we have to wait. For Paige and her peace of mind, I can wait.
“Night, babe,” he says, and the look on his face tells me that the last thing he wants to do is leave.
A slow smile spreads across my face. “Night, Huddy.”
It isn’t three minutes since he’s left my room when my phone lights up with his name. I smile and swipe to connect to the FaceTime call.
“Hey.” His voice is husky and deep.
I reach for my AirPods when I see he has his in, too. Once they’re connected, I lay back against the pillows.
“Hi,” I say, butterflies a riot in my belly.
“I think about it, too,” he says. “You watching me.”
