“Lay down on your stomach, Ivy,” he orders me gruffly.
I do as I am told, keeping my feet planted firmly on the floor.
“Fucking hell, Ivy, you look amazing like this. I don’t think I will last long just from the view alone,” he says. His words make me feel wanton. A tingle starts in my core, as his hands rub along the backs of my thighs and over my naked ass.
I feel his finger gently at my entrance. I’m already wet from his wandering hands and smooth words. His finger enters slowly, pulls out, then thrusts in hard and fast this time. I moan loudly.
“Do you want me, vixen?” Chase asks, teasing me. He can feel just how wet I am for him.
“I guess I could always use my vibrator,” I joke and feel him gently spank my ass cheek.
“No fucking way. The only thing going in here is my cock or my fingers,” he declares as he pushes two fingers into my pussy making me buck.
Removing his fingers, he takes off his shirt and drags down his pants and underwear.
I excitedly feel him at my entrance. His cock is hot, throbbing, and hard as steel. Superman, the man of steel.
“I want you inside me so badly, Chase,” I say with desperate need lacing my voice. This position leaves me feeling vulnerable. With one swift thrust, he is inside me, filling me so deep, so full, this angle is so much more intense. My excitement is dripping down my legs as my swollen pussy absorbs his length.
His hands on my waist, he thrusts again. “Is that too deep for you, Ivy?” he queries not wanting to inflict pain, just all-consuming pleasure.
“It’s fucking unbelievable,” I answer through my moans.
“I couldn’t agree more. It is so deep this way. My cock was meant to be inside you, it fits perfectly,” he tells me. With my face on the table, I grin, feeling wanton and utterly claimed by this man. As if each stroke is further branding him in my soul.
He slams into me again and again, never relenting, plunging his cock as deep as possible. One last drilling and my orgasm blows me away from its sheer magnitude. I convulse and see stars as I explode into a million earth-shattering pieces, shaking, splattering, and come undone.
I tingle and throb as he thrusts twice more. “Oh Ivy!” he shouts as his cock shudders, spilling his seed inside me, filling me.
“Jesus Christ, that was intense,” I say my legs still trembling and aftershocks still coursing through my body.
“Earth shattering and intense,” he comments still inside me as he caresses my back leaving behind a trail of gentle kisses.
“You must be sore from lying like that. Sorry, baby.” He pulls out of me and helps me stand upright from my position on the table. I’m putty in his hands and I can’t wipe the smile off my face. He scoops me up and carries me into his large master bedroom laying me on the bed before he lies next to me.
“We have around twenty minutes until dinner arrives,” he states staring at my naked body. “Tell me the meanings behind your tattoos, Ivy,” he asks as he searches my body.
“These are koi fish.” I show him the fish on my upper arm. He uses his thumb and traces the outline of them.
“They symbolize good luck and my aspirations to improve within myself,” I add sharing a little piece of myself with him. “I have high expectations for myself and a high level of personal strength that helps me to persevere in difficult situations.”
“I think I may need to add a koi to my body; I can relate to all of those meanings,” Chase says while trailing his fingers up my arm, over my shoulder, to cup my face, never once breaking his gaze with mine.
“When I looked up the meaning, I just knew that it was perfect for me.”
“It must be fate, Ivy; we really are such similar people. Maybe that means we are perfect for each other,” he states to me as he leans in for a soft, tender kiss showing me just how deep his feelings go.
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After dinner, I lay a blanket down on his carpet, and holding his hand, I guide him to sit. “We are having a dessert picnic, Mr. Hudson,” I announce as I collect the wine and chocolate mousse I picked up on the way over. I grab a few cushions from his couch, I’m sure they are worth hundreds of dollars, but they will make our picnic a lot more comfortable.
“Well, it would seem you have thought of everything, Miss Maisen,” he replies as we relax and enjoy each other’s company, nice wine, and divine dessert.
“One thing you need to clarify for me, Chase. Don’t you just want to scream during your boring board meetings?” I just don’t know how he does it and not fall asleep from boredom. “How do you do it? Doesn’t part of you just want to tell the snobby suits that you deal with day in and day out to go and fuck themselves?” I question him now laughing.
“Of course, I do. I totally despise many aspects of my job. I feel that way daily. I wish for the day I can walk away from Hudson Industries,” he confesses.
“You’re not happy? Well, I have learned a lot in my life, Chase, and if you aren’t happy then you need to make a change. Do what you love, don’t let anybody bring you down, baby,” I speak honestly and hope he will think about it.
“From years of practice, I keep my composure and remain businesslike; that is who Chase Hudson is.” He admits and it is hard to hear, he is programmed like a robot.
My usual type is the polar opposite; he likes it loud, wild and crazy.
He is impulsive and laid back, enjoying each moment of life.
“Bro, you do realize you could have any woman on the planet, don’t you?” Talon states rudely to me while I have him on speaker.
“I don’t want just any woman, I want Ivy. I’ve had all the bimbo and brainless models I can handle. It’s time for a change, time for something more than just having fun with a woman. Who knows? Maybe I will settle down after all these years, man. Anything could happen,” I declare feeling annoyed that he has the audacity to talk to me about my relationship with Ivy.
“I don’t have to explain myself to you, Talon, but one of the things that draw me to Ivy is her fire and attitude. It’s a rarity—it burns me and yet excites me at the same time. She is strong willed and however reluctant, she has given herself to me. I’m hoping I can convince her that I am just as invested in this relationship as she is.”
From day one with Ivy, I pretty much accepted the challenge that she didn’t realize she had set for me. I knew what I wanted, and I wouldn’t relent until I won. I still haven’t yet, but I will. I have never been one to back down from a challenge.
Her green eyes always sparkle, but I can see the sadness behind them. I will help her shed the layers and take the bleakness away, and I will try to replace it with happiness and pleasure.
Maybe we can fix each other.
She is starting to open her mind to me and not just her body. We have a connection, and it’s not just about sex. I can see into her soul tainted by darkness and I know she sees into mine.
I sometimes wonder how I got to where I am right now.
My younger years were filled with dramatic events for the Hudson family, starting in high school when I was suspended for smoking, then the skipping classes, being arrested for vandalizing property.
If any clients ever did a police check or I needed references, all of my bad errors of judgement are locked away in a vault, thanks to Daddy Dearest and his money.
They cover it all up, and it drives me insane.
I am me, not them, and every mistake I have made in my life, misjudgement, or run-in with another person or the law is all because it is something I believe in.
I believe in freedom of speech. If we were all the same, it would be a boring fucking world to live in.
I was never a troublemaker or even a rebel; I was just me, trying to change the world one step at a time, sticking up for my beliefs and helping those weaker or poorer. I would give the clothes off my back to help another, and yet growing up my stepmother wouldn’t give me an extra crumb from her dinner plate, always making sure Chris came first. It’s a wonder I tur
ned out half normal. But living and learning in the shadow of the great Charles Hudson I have learned exactly who and what I don’t want to become.
Alpha Male magazine approached me to do an interview and photo shoot. The photos were the easy part. I have no problem showing off my body, I work hard to keep it toned and in good shape. I’m positive the girls in charge of oiling my body were having way too much fun, and in the past, I would have tried to hook up with them. But my life has definitely changed. I’m a one woman man now and it feels fucking amazing.
I really only accepted this interview request because they were extremely persistent and it was good publicity for Hudson Industries. However, now I wonder if it was such a good idea.
Think of the Community Schools Network, Chase. That’s where the money from the article will be going.
Interview with Chase Hudson, Director of Hudson Industries
Please welcome Mr. Chase Hudson, director of Hudson Industries.
Chase Hudson is all class—he is a highly respected leader, a successful businessman, and a man who others look to for motivation, inspiration, and often with a hint of jealousy.
He’s the man women want, and from where I’m sitting, he is in peak physical shape and definitely aesthetically pleasing.
Thank you for joining us today Chase.
Chase:
It’s a pleasure to be here, Laurel. Thank you.
Laurel:
Let’s start with Hudson Industries, you and your father run the extremely successful company. Can you tell us how you have made it so successful?
Chase:
Hard work is the main factor to any successful company. Then of course dedication to your clients and the product you are endorsing. You need to be a team player and work together. The last factor is effective communication, regular meetings, updates, and feedback.
Laurel:
How important is having good employees been to your success?
Chase:
Extremely important. We are employee driven and we value our hard workers. All employees need to be at the top of their game or they don’t last long with us. Charles is more in charge of that side of the business.
Laurel:
Speaking of your father, Charles Hudson, would you say you have a typical father and son relationship or is it all about the business?
Chase:
There are a lot of factors involved—we work together so we are more like colleagues and equal partners.
Laurel:
How many hours do you work on an average day?
Chase:
I arrive in the office by seven in the morning and leave by six, sometimes seven at night. So, I typically average eleven hours each day. I also travel to meet clients when needed, so my hours fluctuate.
Laurel:
Who has been your greatest inspiration in life?
Chase:
I would have to say my late mother. She inspired me to be exceptional, reach for the stars, and never give up. I’m stubborn and I haven’t given up yet.
Laurel:
You are one hell of an Alpha Male, Chase. I can see you keep in amazing shape. How often do you work out, and can I feel your biceps?
Chase:
Ha-ha, why thank you, I do try. I work out at least four times a week usually for two hours at a time. And yes, you can feel my biceps, go right ahead.
Laurel:
Wow, they are so hard and rounded! Be jealous, ladies, I just squeezed Chase Hudson’s muscles. Do you have a motivational quote or saying that you live by?
Chase:
“With great power comes great responsibility.” -Batman
Laurel:
Tell me, Mr. Hudson, what do you do for fun?
Chase:
I enjoy going to the beach, working out in the gym, and hanging out with friends.
Laurel:
What would be your dream job, if you could do anything in the world?
Chase:
Believe it or not, I’ve always wanted to be in a band.
Laurel:
Is there anything that you are afraid of?
Chase:
I try to face my fears head-on. I guess that after losing my mother at a young age, I’m fearful of losing someone I love again.
Laurel:
Tell us your favorite movie.
Chase:
It would have to be Rocky.
“Life’s not about how hard of a hit you can give, it’s about how many you can take and still keep moving forward.” Definitely another quote I live by.
Laurel:
Last question and I know the ladies will say this is the most important question. There are rumors flying around that Mr. Chase Hudson has a girlfriend, and we have all seen the hockey photo. So tell me, Chase, are you still New York’s most eligible bachelor or are you off the market?
Chase:
Well, Laurel, the rumors are true. I do have a girlfriend. Ivy is amazing and I’m one extremely lucky man.
Laurel:
Well, there you have it folks, it came straight from his mouth. Chase Hudson is very much taken and off the market. I have to say that Ivy is one very lucky woman, that’s for sure.
Thank you Mr. Hudson, I’m honored to have held today’s interview. Good luck with Hudson Industries and of course to you and your lovely lady.
Chase:
Thank you so much.
“I guess you really like me then, huh?” I joke to Chase when I read his interview. “You really think I’m amazing?” I add smirking. What a wonderful feeling to know that he announced me as his girlfriend.
“I think you will do for now,” he jokes back. I punch his arm playfully. I’m feeling thankful that I have given my heart to this man and taken a chance on our relationship.
I kiss him deeply and with gratitude for his confession to the world. “I will see you tonight. I need to go and make myself look beautiful,” I state as I collect my belongings and walk toward the door.
“My dear Ivy, you are already a vision of beauty!” he announces making my heart skip a beat. I turn and blow him a kiss, loving every compliment that comes from him. I’m feeling a little apprehensive about tonight thought. I’m hoping it’s smooth sailing…
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I still can’t believe that the night has arrived for the Hudson Industries Annual Charity event.
I was honored when Chase asked me to help with the decorations, his words were that every year they use the same decorator and he wanted something different and eye catching.
I’ve spent the last few days perfecting every little detail. I went for a vintage theme—elegant and classic.
I now realize that two of the paintings sold through my agent are up for auction at this very event. It excites me and scares me at the same time. What if they don’t sell?
I needed a day of pampering, so I blissfully spent the day at the spa getting a facial, a full body wax, my lashes tinted, and nails and toes painted. I can’t remember the last time I went all out like this.
Next stop is the hairdresser. I request her to tone down my red slightly, and I opt for a cool and sophisticated yet elegant up do.
My stunning dress is a full-length satin gown, pastel purple in color, and I have decided to keep it classy with no eccentric colors or extras, just me. My sheer shawl will be sufficient to hide my tattoos.
The Plaza is the destination for the event. The opulent Grand Ballroom and Terrace Rooms have been meticulously restored to their original grandeur. It really is a remarkable sight. The Plaza is the ultimate New York City luxury destination.
The magnificent venue is newly and elaborately decorated with high ceilings and lavish curtains to create an elegant aura. Breathtaking crystal chandeliers hang from the ceilings and sparkle magically from the lighting.
Each table is covered with white lace, antique frames hold the name places, and an elegant glass vase accentuates each centerpiece with white lilies. The chair covers are stunning lace in a beige color with
gold satin sashes matching perfectly.
The ballroom has a beautiful bay window looking out upon the city. Fairy lights are lining the window, boasting the beauty of the view.
After double-checking that all of the garnishes and decorations are perfect, I rush home to perfect my outfit and makeup.
I’m pleased with my hair; each side has tendrils layering my face, a chignon roll is part of the up do style with a few barrel curls. Lilly brought over diamond drop earrings that accentuate my shimmering makeup and the purple in my dress. My black eye liner is dark and emphasizes my green eyes; I decide on a silver eyeshadow and pale pink lipstick and I believe I look pretty damn elegant.
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“You look absolutely breathtaking, Ivy,” Chase declares as he enters my building where I’m nervously waiting in the foyer.
That man in a tux does the most explosive things to my ovaries. “Damn, Mr. Hudson, you look smoking hot,” I announce as we meet halfway and embrace.
If only we had another ten minutes, but I don’t want to spoil all of my effort.
“I will take great pleasure in removing that dress later, Miss Maisen.” He gives me a wink and brushes his hand past my lower pack and ass. It sends goosebumps along my spine. I can’t wait for him to remove my dress later, too.
“I’m so nervous, Chase. You do realize that we will be on show all night?” I feel nauseous.
“Sweetheart, don’t be nervous. I, for one, am excited to finally introduce you to the world as my woman,” he replies with a smirk—cool, calm, and collected.
“Do you think your parents will be pleased with your choice of date?” he asks knowing damn well what the answer is.
“What do you think hotshot?” I answer shaking my head. We both know my parents will be ecstatic that I’m dating Chase Hudson.
I just wish they wouldn’t assume they had something to do with it. Though I probably should give them a little credit. If I hadn’t been dragged along to the last event, then I may not have even met Chase.
As we walk hand in hand outside, the air is still warm, though a slight breeze has started. I see an enormous white stretch limo in front of me.
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