by B. Love
He didn’t know why she said it because it was something he’d done for women for a great deal of his life. It started with his younger cousins when he was thirteen. His father and uncle taught him, his brother, and their cousins to be gentlemen in any and every way possible. One of those ways included making sure a woman never stepped in a puddle.
Quickly, Reina tried to cover up what she’d said by saying she meant no man had done that for her in a while – since he’d been away. Which then led to Hudson questioning why she wasn’t with him the day he had the accident. Not that he wanted her to be. But he’d been having flashes of a woman screaming every time he got inside of his car to drive somewhere. His father suggested he go to a therapist so that he wouldn’t be triggered by the accident for the rest of his life.
When they made it back home, Reina left, fearing she would say something else to make Hudson question her. She went to Wykeem and Bentley’s school and surprised them with lunch, then spent the rest of the afternoon dancing. After having dinner with Rico, she went back to the studio and danced until it closed, then made her way back to Hudson’s place.
There was no point in her trying to tiptoe into the house because every person she walked by greeted her. Before she could make it up the stairs, Hudson was calling her name.
“Where you been? I called you three times.”
“I’m sorry, Huddy. I went to the studio after dropping my brother off and lost track of time. My phone died. Is everything okay?”
Hudson made his way up the stairs, stopping at the one that was right underneath the one she was standing on. Even with him being on a lower step, he was still taller than her. Looking up and into his eyes, Reina was starting to wonder if she was cut out for this. She should have known it wouldn’t be easy every day… but the thought of Hudson finding out the truth was plaguing her.
“I just wanted to make sure you were good. You left quite suddenly, and then I didn’t hear from you all day.”
Looking towards the end of the stairway, Reina watched as Rose shook her head and walked away. Twisting her mouth to the side, she ran her hand down her neck and looked back at Hudson.
“Everything’s fine. I’m good.”
Hudson nodded as he looked Reina over. “Dancing makes you glow. I love the look of passion on you.”
Realizing how close he was, Reina quickly yelped and raced up the stairs. “It makes me stink too! I’m going to take a shower.”
Hudson followed behind her with a laugh, wrapping his arm around her before she could make it down the hall to their room. “Hold on now, woman.” Reina squealed as Hudson lifted her up and tossed her over his shoulder.
“Hudson! Put me down,” she ordered, but he didn’t take her serious because of her giggles. “Huddy! Put me down before you drop me!”
“Does it look like my big ass will ever struggle to hold you?” He paused, giving her a moment to think about it before adding, “I’m sure I’ve had you folded like a pretzel along the walls of this house while I dug out that pussy.”
“Hudson,” she purred. “What has gotten into you?”
“The fact that I’ve been back for a week and I ain’t been in you.”
Biting down on her bottom lip to hide her smile, Reina thought of something she could say. When nothing came to mind, she remained silent and allowed him to sit her on the edge of the bed.
“I noticed you were limping, and if you’ve been dancing for hours, I’m sure the rest of your body is sore. I want to bathe you and cater to you tonight.”
Before she could bask in the intimacy of the moment, his hands on her shoe sent off warning bells in her head. Quickly covering his hands with hers, Reina shook her head.
“I…” her breath came out shaky as he looked up at her intently. Licking her lips, Reina closed her eyes and inhaled a deep breath. When she opened them, she confessed, “I don’t let people see my feet.”
His head tilted as he asked, “Why not?”
“Dancing, ballet… it’s beautiful… but it’s given me ugly feet.” She smiled as her eyes watered. “So I don’t let anyone see them.”
“I’m not anyone. I’m your husband.”
Their eyes remained locked until she looked away. Heart racing, Reina closed her eyes again and inhaled a deep breath as her nostrils flared. He was patient, keeping his hands under hers and not rushing her. Some of the girls she danced with said she was crazy for feeling the way she did about her feet but since her beauty was the thing most frequently complimented, Reina had a hard time ever showing anyone the part of herself that she was most insecure about.
And it wasn’t always an issue. The pain was, but the cuts, swelling, and blisters only came when she was learning something new or dancing for long periods of time.
“Do you trust me?” Hudson asked, voice barely above a whisper.
Slowly, Reina looked at him, muttering, “Yes,” with no hesitation.
“Then you should know that there’s no part of you that I would ever make you feel insecure about or not find beautiful. That includes your weaknesses, insecurities, and the things you see as flaws.” Her hands fell from his, as if they were the final blocks around her heart. “Do I have your permission? May I show you love?”
Squeezing her eyes tight shut, Reina quickly wiped away the tear that escaped as she gripped the edge of the bed with both hands. Opening her eyes, she looked to the right as she nodded and whispered, “Yes.” Inhaling a deep breath, she held it, waiting for his gasp or for disgust to cover his face.
Hudson carefully and slowly removed her shoes, along with the cut up pieces of old tights that she had at the points of her feet. He took her by the chin and lowered her face to his, kissing her tenderly. When he released her, he assured her with, “It’s okay, Golden,” softly against her lips. With a soft nod, she smiled bitterly as more tears fell.
Unable to believe what was happening, Reina sat back and watched with curiosity as he removed the tape and band aids from her feet. She looked from the cuts, bruises, corns, and discoloration to Hudson… waiting for some type of reaction from him. Over the years, her feet had almost deformed. The pain, the swelling, the cuts… it was always worth it every time she was able to do what she loved.
Hudson smiled as he lifted her foot and brought it to his lips. The moment he began to place kisses all over the top of her feet her eyes closed again as her breathing grew ragged.
“Do you want to take an ice bath or a hot one?” he asked, as if he hadn’t taken her to the point of climax without entering her.
Shaking her head, Reina swallowed and tried to settle her thoughts. “Um… I soak my feet in ice water then take a hot bath.” She opened her eyes and watched as he stood.
He left, and when he returned, it was with a large bucket of ice. After grabbing the small foot spa she’d brought with her from home out of the bathroom, he filled it with ice and water, then placed her feet inside. After telling her to call him when she was ready for her bath, Hudson left her alone with her thoughts.
Except, she didn’t want to be left alone with her thoughts.
Not right now.
Not while he was being so good to her.
Not while she was being so dishonest with him.
Reina soaked her feet until the ice melted then called Hudson. He ran her a hot bath and filled the tub with the oils and salts she requested. She soaked until the water grew cold then showered. Well, he showered her. And even though he was touching every inch of her naked body, Reina didn’t get any type of sexual vibe from him.
Intimate, yes.
Sexual, no.
That changed, though, after Hudson oiled her body down and tried to leave the bed to grab her something to wear. Instead of letting him leave, she grabbed him and pulled him back down to her. Wrapping her legs around him, Reina tossed her arms around his neck and lowered his lips to hers.
Twirling her tongue around his, Reina moaned quietly as he brushed his hardened dick between her legs. Today was the f
irst time she’d seen it, and it was just as long and thick as it felt when he pressed it against her every night for bed. So long and thick it felt heavy resting against her as his body hovered over hers… but his was the kind of heavy she’d take on and still feel weightless.
Feeling open as fuck, Reina reached between them and wrapped her hand around his shaft, ready to give him what he’d been waiting for. Breaking their kiss, she requested, “Fuck my face,” as she gently stroked his dick.
Biting down on his bottom lip, Hudson kept eye contact as he scooted up and placed his dick by her mouth. Taking it into her hand, Reina licked her lips before opening her mouth. She was amazed at his thickness. And anxious to taste him. To take him into her mouth. A little fluid leaked from the tip in anticipation, and Reina licked it up, biting back a pleasurable moan from the semi-salty taste of him.
Wrapping her lips around him, she used his thigh to push him down her throat as she massaged her clit. Relaxing her throat muscles, she took as much as she could down her throat, then squeezed. Doing as she asked, Hudson slowly fucked her mouth, cursing under his breath as slob slid down her cheek and onto the bed. Their eyes were locked, but when he began to compliment her about how good her wet mouth felt, she closed hers as pleasure began to consume her.
Reaching behind, Hudson replaced her fingers with his, making her feel just as good as she was making him feel. And it wasn’t until he groaned that he was about to cum did Hudson remove himself from her mouth, though she would have had no problem swallowing every drop of his seeds.
Spreading her legs wide, he wasted no time lowering himself between her legs – teasingly taunting her with licks to her thighs and pussy lips. As anxious as she was to feel his tongue, that anxiousness turned into intense pleasure the moment he licked between her folds and sucked her clit into his mouth. Reina arched into him as he ate her, losing herself in his licking, sucking, and blowing.
There was no need for him to enter her with his fingers – Hudson had her toes curling and moans pouring just by entering her with his tongue. And the more he alternated between licking and slurping on her clit the harder it became for her not to cum.
“You’re eating my pussy so good,” she complimented through her moan, gripping the back of his head as he moaned into her.
The last time he sheathed his tongue inside of her, her walls began to close against him. Sensing her near release, Hudson slid his finger inside of her and caressed her G-spot while his tongue licked and sucked her clit until her legs were closing around him as she came.
Her cream began to trickle down her ass cheeks as he continued to feast, not letting up until the sensitivity caused her to push him away. Pulling her to the edge of the bed, Hudson flipped her over onto her knees and quickly filled her from behind. Reina cried out as she gripped the sheets, but it turned into a low growl as her walls adjusted to his length and width. Holding her by her waist, Hudson cursed under his breath, succumbing to the suction of her pussy against him.
His strokes started out slow and hard, causing the smacking of his body against hers to fill the room and bounce against the walls. As he sped up to a medium pace, the sound of her heavy breathing and quiet moans joined in.
Burying her face as she whimpered, Reina squeezed her eyes shut as he asked, “You feel it?”
“Yessss,” she whined, feeling her walls tighten against him.
“Then what you got for me?” Her moans grew silent as she began to soak him. Body tightening, she moaned his name quietly as he requested, “Cum for me.”
And she did.
As her body rocked, he held her, muttering under his breath as her cream continued to drip. Falling into the bed didn’t buy her any time.
Hudson turned her over, spread her legs wide, and dipped right back into her. Being sure to pull back out completely before entering her deeply, Hudson brushed her spot with his head… causing her cream to coat him with each stroke. Lifting her hips to match every one of his strokes, Reina created a friction that had them both moaning until he lowered himself and attached his lips to hers.
Just when she thought he couldn’t provide more pleasure, Hudson locked her in by pressing her knees into the bed. With his mouth to her ear, he whispered between his moans how happy he was to be back. How blessed he was to have her. How he couldn’t wait to officially be her husband. And as she came for the third time, she couldn’t help but moan how much she couldn’t wait to be his wife.
Chapter 6
Hudson
Hudson had been home for close to a month, and he’d finally started working again. It took a little adjusting as far as remembering everyone’s names, faces, and positions, but one thing he’d never forget was how to do his job. Since he’d been spending more of his time away from home, he’d devoted the weekend to Reina.
She hadn’t complained once about the crazy hours he’d been putting in, and Hudson wanted to reward her for that. Because she’d mentioned an audition today, Hudson thought that’s what they’d be doing. But when Reina walked into the living room in leggings and one of his t-shirts, he figured she’d changed her mind. After checking the time on his Rolex Hudson asked…
“What you got that on for, Reina?”
Looking from him to her outfit, Reina shrugged. “I thought we were chilling until we went out tonight?”
“Don’t you have an audition today?”
Rocking from her toes to the heels of her feet, Reina shook her head and rolled her eyes. “No. I give up.”
With a chuckle, Hudson stood and walked over to her. She avoided his eyes until he used her chin to keep her head in place and eyes on him.
“What do you mean you give up?”
Her pout almost caused him to soften towards her, but he refused to allow her to give up on herself. Now… or ever.
“I mean I give up. I’m not going. I’ve invested literally all of my life in my dream and nothing has come from it. I’m starting to think my mother was right; I’ll never become a prima ballerina.”
“That’s unacceptable. You can’t give up on your dream just because it isn’t panning out the way you want.”
“It’s not panning out at all,” she yelled, removing herself from his grip. “Not at all, Hudson.”
Not wanting her to get so upset that she couldn’t think rationally, Hudson kept his distance and a low tone.
“Even if you don’t want to pursue being a prima ballerina, there are still ways you can make it as a dancer. You can go to school and teach classes. Hell, you can open a studio now and teach without a degree. You can choose another niche and seek different kinds of opportunities. Or, you can take advantage of having me as your man and let me help you.”
Her eyebrows wrinkled as her pout returned. The check Hudson had written her had been sitting in their bedroom. She was stubborn as ever. One day she’d be okay with him paying and the next she wanted to do it herself. Hudson wondered if that was the reason he hadn’t helped her until this point.
“Do you want to dance or not, Reina?”
Clenching her jaw, Reina’s shoulders slouched. “As much as I want to breathe,” she confessed, voice shaky as she fought her emotions. “I’m just tired of failing, Huddy.” His hurt broke when she struggled to get out, “It breaks a piece of me every time I’m rejected.” Covering her face, she inhaled a deep breath. “And I never want to lose my love and passion for this, so I figured it would be best if I just give up now.”
“Bae,” he called, running his hands down his face. Releasing a sigh, Hudson took her hand and walked her over to the couch. He sat her next to him and kept her hand in his. “If you want different results, you gotta do something different. I want you to pack your audition bag and come with me. Don’t give up until I take you somewhere, okay?”
Hesitantly, she stared into his eyes for a few seconds before agreeing with, “Okay.”
“Okay?” he repeated with a smile, pulling her onto his lap.
As she giggled, Reina wrapped her arms a
round his neck. “Yes. Okay.”
“Good. Ride this dick until you feel better, then let your husband take care of this for you.”
Three hours later, Hudson’s driver pulled in front of Madame Woodwick’s school of Ballet. It was about an hour outside of Memphis and owned by one of Hudson’s mother’s oldest friends – Paula Woodwick. The school was probably one of the hardest dance schools to get into in the Mid-South, and that’s why so many people wanted to get in. Hudson didn’t know if it was one of the places Reina had tried already since it was a little outside of Memphis, but if she did or didn’t, he was confident that things would be different for her today.
After his driver opened the door for him, Hudson stepped out and helped Reina out as well since she was blindfolded. He hadn’t been driving much because of the flashbacks he’d been having. Thinking he could handle it on his own or with time, he hadn’t gone to talk to a therapist about it. Instead, he only drove when he absolutely had to and let his driver take him everywhere else.
“You ready?” he asked, putting his hands behind her head.
“Yes,” she squealed, hopping up and down.
Hudson chuckled as he removed the blindfold. Slowly, she opened her eyes, and when they landed on the sign, she looked back at Hudson.
“This is legit the hardest school to get into. I’ve auditioned once a year since I graduated high school and I’ve been turned away every time. What are we doing here?”
Kole, the driver, handed Hudson Reina’s bag. After thanking him, Hudson told Kole that they would be out within a couple of hours. Taking her by the hand, he ignored her question and led her across the street. Paula was waiting for them at the door, and as soon as they stepped in, she hugged Hudson and kissed him on the lips. Reina scoffed and pulled him in her direction, muttering, “If you think I’m going to let you sleep with her so I can go to this school, you out your rabbit ass mind, Hudson.”
