by Lucy Snow
I pulled back and looked at him. “How come?”
“Spend that time thinking about what we’ll do from here on out.” And then he kissed me again, long and hard, and there weren’t any words that I could put together in any coherent sentence that was anything approaching any of the languages I knew.
I clung to Hud, kissing him with as much force as I could muster, and slowly he spun me around the room, and I almost started to feel lightheaded before we stopped and Hud sat down on the bed and I was there in his lap, just like I had been on the couch in the living room just a few minutes earlier.
I climbed all over him, till I was sitting on the bed behind him, my hands on his shoulders. Hud leaned his head over, bending his neck so he could feel the softness of my palms against his cheeks. I tweaked them just a bit, giggling, which made Hud laugh, and then I pulled my hands back, slowly down his muscled back, seeing the outlines of his tattoos despite his shirt in the way. When I got to the bottom I grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it up. Hud took the cue and raised his arms and with a little effort, and standing up on my shins on the bed, I was able to lift the shirt off him, throwing it away and settling back down on my haunches so I could gaze, well, more like stare, at what treasure I had just uncovered.
His tattoos, dark ink against his skin, created an outline of his spine that radiated outward, curved and twisted by his huge muscles, and I spent more than a few minutes just running my hands over their counters, feeling them pulse and resist as I pushed down and moved across. Hud straightened up and breathed deeply as I gave him this impromptu massage, and we swayed from left to right together in unison, my fingers finding deep troughs and valleys in the spaces where his muscles overlapped.
Eventually, Hud reached around from below, his hands wrapping around my legs. “Mack,” Hud groaned, “I’m going to turn around now.” I licked my lips in anticipation and nodded, but Hud couldn’t see that.
Nevertheless he turned around, pulling his legs onto the bed. When he faced me, he pulled me in, grabbing my hair in one of his meaty hands and pulling on it, gently, till I gasped around his kiss. This was where Hud and I belonged - in bed together.
But right now, we were on top of the bed, not in bed, but I wasn’t complaining too loud. As Hud kissed me I felt his hands move all over my body, and I thrust myself toward him, giving him no reason to touch anything else but me. He tugged at my shirt, trying to get his hands around it, before I pushed him away for a second and pulled it off, letting it flutter to the floor.
Hud’s eyes darkened in the already dark room as he took me in, licking his lips. “I can’t wait to taste you all over, Mack.”
I held my arms out towards him, hands open as wide as I could get them. “Then don’t wait, Hud. I’m all yours.”
“Then come here,” he growled, but instead of pulling me toward him, he pushed me down onto the bed, and before I knew what was happening next, Hud was pulling my pants down, and my panties along with them. My pants were loose, the kind you wear when lounging around the house, and most likely when you don’t expect company, and they slid down easily, my lacy panties with them.
Hud stared at my already-soaking pussy once he had gotten rid of my pants and panties so long that I started to get self conscious, but as I started to move my legs to cover myself up, Hud laid his hands down softly on each of my thighs, shaking his head at me when I looked up, the question unasked.
I didn’t say anything, and Hud didn’t either, he just smiled and lowered his head, breathing in deeply when his face stopped right in front of my pussy. “Mmmm, Mack, you smell incredible.”
Instead of replying, I just reached forward and grabbed Hud’s head, pushing him down toward my pussy. Hud didn’t resist for more than a few seconds, moving lower and lower till I felt his heavy breath on my delicate folds.
I felt him lap at my clit with his tongue, and my eyes curled back in my head, and I couldn’t help but shake as I fell back on the bed, unable to control myself under the weight of this new onslaught of pleasure. It was heavenly, that was the only way to describe it. After a few more seconds of licking me, Hud stopped for a second, looking up at me, and I barely noticed through nearly shut eyes.
“You like?” He asked, his voice playful.
“Oh yes,” I moaned when I could find the words. “I like very much, Hud.” My hands were still cradling his head, and when I could open my eyes I looked down on him, pure lust in my gaze. “Please, Hud, keep going, don’t stop.”
“Of course, let me get right back to it.” He smiled again and put his head back down, and then I was shaking all over again as Hud went back to work. It just wasn’t fair. Each time he kissed down my thighs, catching my clit with his nose before lifting his head back up so he could lick me again, I twisted and turned, spasming out of control.
After a couple minutes of slightly adjusting his approach and how hard he touched me, Hud found the spot that made me moan even more than the rest, and concentrated more there. All I could do by then was hold on for dear life, and when my first orgasm of the night hit me, I convulsed, lifting my upper body off the bed almost like I was possessed by a ghost.
After it was done I collapsed against the bed, feeling the sweat that had come up all over my body. “Oh my, Hud, that was incredible.”
Hud sat up, kissing up my body before stopping at my breasts. Just before he started playing with them, Hud looked up at me with a cheshire grin on his face. “Don’t get too comfortable, kitten, we’re just getting started.”
Before I knew what hit me next, Hud wrapped his lips around my right nipple and pulled in hard, my other nipple suddenly under minor assault from his fingers. I yelped with pleasure mixed with a dash of pain then settled back and just watched as Hud played with my breasts, teasing around the nipple before going back in to suck the buds into his mouth.
“I could do this all night,” Hud whispered, not looking up at me, his breath heating up my cool skin.
“Please, Hud,” I whimpered again, remembering my words from nights ago. “No more. Don’t do this to me any longer, I need your cock inside me.”
“You’ll get it soon enough, Mack. But first, you’ve got to do something for me.”
“And what’s that?” Whatever it was, I would do it. I already knew that. If it wasn’t illegal, and maybe even if it was, I would do it. I just didn’t care anymore. I needed him.
Hud lifted his head and wrapped his hands around mine pulling me up so our faces were less than an inch apart. On instinct I clung to his shoulders when he let my hands go. “You’ve got to cum for me one more time.”
Then he let me fall back to the bed and by the time my head hit the soft sheets, Hud’s head was buried in my cleft again, lapping at my juices with his tongue and teasing my clit to no end.
I writhed on the bed, just a mass of nerves firing all over and within a minute of this deliciously sweet torture I was cumming again, my hips bucking so hard Hud had to move his face away from me in between each thrust so as to avoid getting hit square on.
Instead, he pulled back and just smiled and watched me as I let it all out, flopping around on the bed like a fish out of water, and only half as gracefully.
When I finally stopped, a heap of limbs and not much else, Hud turned his head to the side and smiled. “Now that was something, wasn’t it?”
“Sure was,” I croaked, inwardly shocked that my voice still worked and that I remembered what speech was. “I don’t even want to know how you learned to do that.”
“I learned long ago, Mack, that if there was something worth doing, it was worth doing well. That goes for football and…other things.”
“You learned that lesson well, Hud.” I wanted to curl up in a ball and let Hud keep me warm all night. I even started to do so, but again Hud put his hands on my thighs and stopped my legs from moving.
I opened an eye and looked at him. “Still more?” I asked, wearily.
“Oh yes, Mack, there’s more.”
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p; I groaned, still horny and still so turned on, despite the two orgasms I had already had. My head was starting to clear and once again the hunger for Hud’s cock was beginning to overtake me. I lifted myself off the bed and sat up, reaching for Hud’s pants. “You can’t keep these on anymore, I won’t let you.”
Hud smiled and let me undress him. His jeans came down easily, and I didn’t waste any time, lowering his boxers with them till he pulled them off his feet and let them fall.
Finally we were both naked again, as we should have always been around each other. Hud’s cock stood in front of me at full attention, and I licked my lips as I grasped it with both hands, with plenty of room to spare as I slowly moved my hands up and down, feeling the veins and his girth making my hands look so small. I was mesmerized by Hud’s cock.
“Go on, Mack,” Hud whispered, running his fingers down my arms so lightly that I wasn’t sure if he was actually doing it at first.
I nodded, and as I still kept my eyes locked on Hud’s face, I lowered my head to his cock and stuck my tongue out, running it just over the sides of the tip all around, wondering how I was going to get that monster inside my mouth, but desperate to attempt the challenge.
Hudson groaned and let his head fall back, his eyes closed, as I continued my exploration, licking down the sides of his shaft.
I loved how I made him feel when I did this; it turned me on so much to see that look of pleasure all over his face. I couldn’t wait any longer and I tried to take as much of his long cock into my mouth, pressing against the back, moving up and down.
Hud opened his eyes and watched me. “Mack, that feels amazing.” I kept going, feeling like the sexiest woman in the world as I took him in and out, tasting him and running my tongue all over him. He tasted so manly and sexy, I couldn’t stand it.
All of a sudden, Hud growled and I let his cock fall out of my mouth in surprise. I looked up and he stared at me with the hungriest look I had ever seen.
“I need to fuck you, Mack,” he whispered, and I nodded, leaning back, but Hud had other ideas. As I started to lay back down on the bed, he gently pressed against my side, and I knew what he wanted.
I turned around and got on my hands and knees in front of him, looking back and seeing Hud smile and nod. I felt his powerful hands around my waist, gripping me and pulling me toward him.
As Hud sank his thick cock into me, I moaned, long and low, feeling him stretch me out, gasping when he got all the way in. He started slow at first, thrusting in and out of me, building up speed as we found our rhythm. I was moaning out of control by now, and Hud reached his hand forward and grabbed my breasts, pinching my nipples and making me cry out in a mix of pleasure and pain.
We kept at it like that, Hud guiding his cock in and out of me with abandon, me pushing myself back against it, trying to get him deeper and deeper, until we both came within a few seconds of each other, Hud bellowing out as he leaned over me, my legs tensing up from getting tired.
We collapsed together, and I soon found myself back in Hud’s arms, kissing him all over.
We lay in my bed an hour later, and I could tell that we were both still awake. We moved around a little bit every few minutes, finding pockets of cool sheets and pillows, pressing against each other to show the other how good this felt. I loved how well I fit into Hud’s arms, and I wanted to stay here all night.
“Hud,” I whispered to him, and Hud responded by pressing his lips against my neck, kissing me over and over and making me squirm.
“Yeah, Mack?” He said in between kisses.
I bit my lip, hesitating, and I knew Hud couldn’t see my face from this angle, but I struggled to get the words out. “What if the investigator doesn’t find anything out of the ordinary? What if the test came back positive, for real?”
I could hear Hud’s voice go down a notch. “What’re you saying?” He asked, softly.
I nestled in closer to him, turning my head to face him as best as I could. “I’m just saying, could you have taken something? Some supplement that got flagged on the test? Anything?”
Hud sighed and then gently at first pushed me away from him.
“Hud, wait!” My heart sank as I watched Hud get up off the bed and start collecting his clothes, looking around till he had spotted them all. “Talk to me, Hud!”
“There’s nothing more to say, Mack. Clearly you don’t believe me, and I don’t want to be around people like that.”
I sat up on the bed, oblivious to my nakedness. “That’s not what I said, Hud! I was just asking if there was anything you might have taken that the test caught!”
Hud stared at me flatly as he pulled his shirt over his head, barely containing those muscles, which a minute ago had been all over me. I wanted them back like that. “Think about what you just said, Mack, think about it long and hard, and then maybe you’ll understand why I’m leaving.”
I sat there, dumbfounded, as I heard Hud put on his shoes and close the door to my apartment behind him. I didn’t know what to say to make him stay, so I said nothing, and I let the tears flow.
I never meant to come off like I was accusing him of anything - I was just trying to walk through the scenario as objectively as I could. I had no idea he would get so offended by it.
Maybe what they said about me was true? Maybe I really was a robot underneath?
Sleep didn’t come easy that night.
CHAPTER 18 - HUDSON
I rode my bike home in the middle of the night, a rare combination of angry and sad at the same time - both because Mack didn’t trust me when I said I hadn’t taken anything that would get caught on a PED test.
How could she think that about me? Did she even know me at all? What kind of man did she think I was? I didn’t need that kind of shit to stay at the top of my game - I was this good because of long hours and hard work, and that was the end of it. None of that artificial shit, not with me.
Was this about keeping my career going? Did she think I should retire? That was bullshit. I still had a ways to go.
I didn’t need that shit to keep me playing, and keep me on the field. Sure, the Patriots had drafted a couple linebackers over the years after me, but that was all part of the business side. You always had to have competition at each position, and backups in case someone got hurt or traded.
But I was the starter, and I had taken all up and comers since I had arrived. Nothing had changed, and I certainly wasn’t going to let this bump in the road stop me, or even slow me down.
I did it all through hard work and with the help of my brothers, and I wasn’t going to let things fall apart.
I pulled into my garage and took the elevator up to my place, still seething with rage.
I had thought that Mack was on my side, but clearly she still had some things to figure out about me.
I pulled out my phone as I took off my shoes and saw a bunch of texts from Mack, saying she was sorry and that she just wanted to talk.
I didn’t want to talk anymore. I had done enough talking for one night.
I just wanted to sleep.
I undressed myself quickly and collapsed into bed without answering Mack’s texts.
I was alone again.
CHAPTER 19 - MACKENZIE
The conference championship game came around, and the league still hadn’t made an official determination on Hud’s status. It was maddening how they were dragging their feet all of a sudden, I had never seen anything like it. ESPN was raking them over the coals for it, but the league almost seemed to take a perverse pleasure in taking its sweet time for everything.
Since we were a wild card team and the Broncos were the #1 seed, we had to fly to them for the championship game. Denver was one of the toughest places to play in the entire league - the air was so thin at that altitude that visiting teams were at a disadvantage. We took the rare step of traveling to the game 3 days in advance, wanting our players to have the most time to get ready for the game and get used to breathing in the thin air.
