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He looks at me with surprise, and I continue. “It’s my turn, Huddy. I want what you wouldn’t give me this morning.”

His hands go to my shoulders, and he squeezes. He laughs, but it sounds strangled. “You don’t know what you’re asking.” He puts a finger at my mouth and traces my lips. “I won’t last a second with your lips wrapped around my cock. I want to come here.”

He reaches between my legs with his other hand and cups my mound. Like a magnetic pull, my hips thrust toward him, but I stay strong. I wrench away from his hold and fall to my knees. “Let me do this, Huddy.”

He threads his hands through my hair. “Fuck, baby. I can’t tell you no. Ever again.”

I undo the button on his jeans and pull down the zipper. I’m about to pull his pants down when he stops me. “Shit. Wait.”

He undoes his boots and kicks them across the room before standing in front of me again. I don’t waste any time. I pull them down his legs and sit back on my butt in awe. “Uhm… uh, Huddy.”

He reaches down and wraps his hand around his already hard cock and strokes himself from root to tip. “Yeah, baby?”

“That’s not going to fit.”

He seems to grow in size, and I stare at him with wide eyes. “Oh, it will fit. I’ll be easy.” He releases his hold on himself and puts his hands on his hips.

His cock is standing straight up as if it’s pointing at me. There’s a drop of precum at his tip, and I lean in, swiping it with my tongue. He groans, and his head falls back. There’s no denying he likes my touch.

I wrap my hand around his girth and stroke him. I kiss his tip before opening my mouth and sliding my tongue along his length.

I take him in my mouth and moan as he hits the back of my throat.

He reaches for my dress and pulls at it. “Off.”

I lean back just enough to pull my dress off, and he reaches for my back to undo my bra. When he unclasps it, I let the straps fall down my shoulders. He cups my breast and squeezes my nipple between his fingers.

When I reach up to cup his balls, he can’t handle it. He pulls me up off the floor. He’s stepping out of his pants, and as soon as his legs are free, he’s pulling my underwear down my legs. Everything is happening so fast, but I don’t want it to slow down.

He lifts me up and lays me on the bed. I can’t help but laugh. “If I’d known changing my looks would do this, I’d have done it sooner.”

He’s hovering over me. “Is that what you think? You think a new dress makes me want you more?”

I reach up and put my hands on his shoulders. “I’m sure it doesn’t hurt.”

He leans down and whispers into my ear, “I want you, Ellie. You! Don’t doubt it ever. You do it for me. Not your clothes, makeup, or anything else. It’s all you, honey.”

I want to tell him I love him, but I don’t. I bottle in the thought and press my lips to his. When I pull back, I search his eyes. I forget to be self-conscious. I’m not thinking about my past, the future, or anything else. All I can think about is Huddy. “Make love to me.”

His smile lights up his face. “With pleasure, honey.”

Chapter21

Hudson

She doesn’t know. That’s the thing that comes to mind as I look at her. She’s overcome with need, and I can’t hold back.

I kiss down her body, suckling her breast. One swipe of my finger at her core and I know she’s ready. The need to taste her is overwhelming, and I start to crawl down her body, but she holds on to me. “Please, Huddy. I need you now.” She wraps her hand around me. “Please.”

I thrust into her hand. “I don’t want to wear a condom. I don’t want anything between us.”

She nods. “Yes.”

I’m circling her clit with my finger, and she’s gyrating her hips up and down. “Yes,” she says again.

“Yes?” I ask her.

She nods, pushing herself into my hand. “Yes, I’m on the pill. I’m clean.”

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