by K E Osborn
“I’m close, Hudson,” I whisper into his mouth.
“Me too, baby,” he says breathlessly as I take my lips off him so I can concentrate on the feelings that are consuming me. He presses firmly on my clit and thrusts into me faster and deeply. I close my eyes and enjoy his touch. I pinch my nipple, making it harder than it already is, and move my hips in time with his. My core starts to clench and Hudson moans loudly as my pussy contracts against his cock.
“Fuck, I love it when you do that,” he moans and I continue to constrict. My body heats up, my skin turning a pale shade of red. I can feel he’s sweating too. It’s summer and having sex is hot work. I start to massage my breast firmly and moan as he firms his hold on my clit. He thrusts in deeply and presses hard on my clit. I gasp and I clench my eyes tightly as he starts to really move in behind me. Our breathing is rapid and fast and he moans in time with me. We’re both panting and whimpering with each thrust and rotation on my clit and I feel the heat surge through me. I cry out loudly as he starts to jolt and I know he’s as close as I am. I clench my muscles together in the way that he loves and he sighs loudly into my ear. My body shakes and I feel a tingle run up my spine and an ache in my stomach. I know this is going to be huge. I gasp for air as the pleasure hits me… hard.
“Come with me, Vee,” he moans as I feel him tense up, my body overcome by pleasure and my core clenches and then explodes in a shockwave of ecstasy. He moans into my ear gripping onto my hip tightly, digging his fingers into my skin while he blows his load inside of me. He eases his grip and I feel his body relax against mine.
This was what I would call making love, but you can only do that when you love someone, right? And I definitely don’t love Hudson, but maybe I might in time and the thought of that terrifies me, but also sends my body into a blissful spin. The thought of making love with someone is so appealing to me, and I can see that this connection I have with Hudson, if enhanced by love, well this sex could be the most amazing I’ve ever had. And I’ve had a lot of sex, so that is saying something.
He brings his hand up and entwines his fingers with mine. I bring our hands up to my chest and I snuggle back into him as we both calm our breathing.
“Jesus Vee,” he whispers in my ear breathlessly.
“I know, we’re so good at that,” I whisper back and he kisses my cheek.
“I’ve never felt this kind of connection before. I know I sound like a pussy, but this amazes me, Vee. I’ve never had anything like this,” he admits.
I smile and move my hips so he pulls out of me and I turn in his grip to face him. I look into his multi-coloured eyes and bite my bottom lip, shaking my head slightly.
“What? Too much?” he asks looking a little scared that he may have overstepped the mark.
“No, not at all. I was thinking the exact same thing. I was also thinking I’d like to wake up to slow and gentle sex with you every day. A girl could get used to this kind of treatment, you know?”
He leans in caressing my cheek and smiles brightly. “Well Vee, if you want to wake up next to me every morning and have me balls deep inside you, then who am I to deny you?”
I giggle. “Seriously Hudson, I don’t know what you’re doing to me. I’ve let down so many walls with you already and I haven’t done that for anyone. What are you doing to me?”
“I’m making you feel and you’re doing the same to me. But I like it, and I don’t want this to end.”
I lean in and kiss his lips softly. “Then don’t let it end.” He eases me back so I’m lying on the bed as he leans over and begins kissing me. I love feeling his skin on mine. I basically just love the way he makes me feel.
A feeling I haven’t felt in over five years.
A feeling of utter contentment.
A feeling of happiness.
He makes me happy! I don’t know how or why, but Hudson Stone is breaking the solidly constructed walls of The Violet Widow, and more and more cracks are appearing, but strangely I like it.
I want to know more about Hudson. He says he hasn’t felt a connection like ours before.
Does that mean he’s never been in a relationship? Not that what we have is a relationship but feeling a connection with someone usually leads to that level of commitment.
“How long have you been single?” I ask.
He looks at me with his multi-coloured eyes and smirks. “Random question after hot sex?”
“Sorry, I was just thinking about your connection comment. It got me wondering why you’ve never felt it before?”
He nods and leans down on his side propping his head up on his arm. “My line of work makes it hard for me to maintain any sort of relationship. I haven’t had a serious partner for a few years. The job makes that impossible. Women don’t tend to understand the hours or commitment I put in. But with you, our hours seem to line up, and in a way I like having this secrecy surrounding my work. It’s like I have you in this little bubble all to myself where my work doesn’t get in the way. I like that the secret is protecting you from it, in a way. But I will tell you what I do for a job if you want to tell me what you do?”
There’s no way I’m telling him what I do. Not yet. I need to find a way to make it sound like it’s not a big deal, when I know exactly how big a deal it will be when he finds out.
“It’s okay, you can tell me yours when I tell you mine. How’s that for a deal? You can keep me in your little bubble and keep me away from whatever it is you’re working on, and I can keep my little secret until I’m ready to tell you? What do you say? Is it a deal?”
He chuckles and nods. “Sure, although you do have me a little intrigued as to what you do. Especially now that I know that it’s a secret.”
I smile. “Well, I will tell you… one day. Just take solace in the fact that one day I will tell you. I will explain everything. Why I am The Violet Widow. Why my walls are up, and why I am the way I am, but for now, I like our bubble and I want to stay in it for as long as humanly possible.”
He chuckles. “Well, seeing as we’re in this little bubble for at least another two hours before I have to leave, how about I make good on that promise to fuck you after the gentle sex?” he asks.
I laugh and smile. “Sure! Fuck me, you crazy animal,” I joke and lean in to kiss him.
Two hours later, my legs feel weak from the multiple orgasms I have succumbed to this morning. Seriously the man is a miracle worker. I’ve never had more than three in one day and in a couple of hours he’s managed to double that. Needless to say, I’m lying in bed and relaxing while he gets dressed to go to work.
“Do you want me to leave when you leave?” I call out to him as he walks back in from his walk in robe.
“No, it’s cool, baby. You stay as long as you want,” he says walking over and kissing me on my forehead.
I look at him while he sits down on the bed next to me fully dressed and frown. I much prefer seeing him out of his clothes.
“So, who goes to work wearing jeans, a black tank top and a leather jacket?” I ask with a smirk.
“I do, ‘cause I’m top shit and all that,” he jokes making me laugh.
“Right, well, Mr. I’m Not A Biker but I dress like one to go to work, I think you need to kiss me. My lips miss you,” I say and pout my lips out for a kiss.
“Jeez, you’re a demanding thing aren’t you, little firecracker?” he says but then leans down and kisses me passionately.
I run my hands through his short brown hair and pull him closer. I hate that he has to go. I would love nothing more than to spend every second of today in his comfortable bed naked with him, but I guess we both have work to deal with.
“Right, well now that your lips are fully satisfied I want to ask you a question. This sounds weird asking this after this morning, but can I have your number? I’d like to be able to contact you, and not just have a meet up place we go to each night to see each other?”
I smile brightly and nod. “Sure thing, hot stuff.”
He
shakes his head pulling out his mobile phone from his jeans pocket. “Here,” he says handing it to me. I look up at him and smile, then swipe the screen across to unlock it. I see a picture of his sister cuddling Midas, which only makes me smile wider. I open up the contacts app and program my contact information. It feels a little like I’m breaking another rule. No one other than my trusted employees have my mobile phone number, so Hudson should consider himself lucky that he has it. But who am I kidding? This was inevitable, the way things are heading between us and something as small as a phone number really shouldn’t be a big deal, but for some reason it is. I haven’t given a man my phone number since Danny. As I program the last digit in, Danny’s face flashes through my mind. A feeling of deceit flows through me like a freight train and I feel like I’m cheating on Danny or something. I close my eyes trying to rid myself of his image. I know what I’m doing is not cheating. It can’t possibly be. So why does it feel like I am?
“Hey, you okay?” Hudson asks pulling me from my little freakout.
I open my eyes wide and gaze into Hudson’s beautiful multi-coloured eyes. My heart flutters and I’m pulled back into the moment with him, forcing Danny back into the far recesses of my mind.
“Yeah sorry, think I’m just hungry,” I lie.
“Oh! Well, I can get you something if you like? I don’t have to leave for another thirty minutes. We can have breakfast together? Well, more like brunch now seeing as it’s just gone eleven-thirty.”
I sit up in bed and nod. “That sounds great.”
He looks down at his phone as I hand it back to him. He presses a couple of buttons and then I hear my phone ringing.
“There, now you have my number too.”
I chuckle and a little flutter of something flows through me. Nerves? Excitement? I have no idea, but whatever it is, I like it. He stands from the bed and goes to walk out.
“I’ll see you in the kitchen?”
I nod. “Yep, I’ll be out in a minute.”
He smiles and walks out of his bedroom. I stand from the bed to use the bathroom. As I walk naked around his room, I can’t help but smile. Even though Danny still plays on my mind, I can’t help but feel like me moving on with Hudson is the right course of action to take. He seems special. He takes my bullshit and accepts all my downfalls, like not telling him about my job. He doesn’t push and I like that. I finish in the bathroom and walk back out to my bag and check my phone. A missed call from an unknown number. I smile and bite my bottom lip in excitement. I haven’t had someone I can talk to on the phone since Danny. I can send him text messages and keep in touch with him all day if I want to. The thought of having a Hudson fix throughout the day makes my stomach flutter.
I feel like a fucking schoolgirl for crying out loud. What the fuck is happening to me?
I’m tough, nothing fazes me and yet in walks Hudson Stone with his magical eyes and God-like body and my heart’s all a flutter for him. I don’t know who I am right now, but it scares me, but more than that I like it. I like the giddiness. I like the horny schoolgirl mentality and most of all I like the way Hudson makes me feel… like the old me. The old Violet Dyson. The one before the world fucked her over and made her into a tough bitch. No, this Violet I like much more, and it’s only Hudson that’s bringing her out. I need to savour him, to keep him around for as long as I can because I want to feel like this forever. I want to feel the rush of my old self coming back. Most of all, I want to feel and that’s exactly what he does to me.
Finally, after five years of being numb.
I can feel… And I love it!
I don’t get dressed, I figure it’s just me and him so why bother. Plus, I think Hudson will appreciate me walking around his house naked. I move out into the kitchen to see him making us some pod machine coffee. I think I love him a little bit right now. Not really, but I sure do love the coffee I’m about to drink.
“So what’s for brunch?” I ask gaining his attention.
He turns around and smirks as his eyes run up and down my naked body slowly.
“If you don’t put some clothes on, I think I’ll be having you again for brunch,” he says with a chuckle.
I grin and saunter toward him moving my body in a sultry way. His eyes widen and he licks his lips while he watches my hips sway. He rearranges his cock in his jeans, which makes me smile.
“Something happening in your pants there, Rock?”
He chuckles. “You know what you do to me, Vee. You standing there moving your hips like that, completely naked, how could I not get a raging hard on? I am a man after all.”
I laugh. “True, I am undeniably sexy,” I joke.
“Hell, yes you are,” he says and walks toward me taking me around my hips and pulling me to him. “You’re so mouth wateringly sexy,” he says and then his lips crash to mine.
Our tongues caress as he pulls his body flush with mine. I can feel his cock through his jeans and the thought that I did that to him makes me feel good.
He pulls his lips from mine and rests our foreheads together. He shakes his head slightly while he smirks at me and looks in my eyes, which only ignites fire within me.
“If I didn’t have to go in today I’d be ripping my pants off and fucking you against the fridge. But unfortunately work is really busy at the moment and as much as I want to stay here and fuck you all over my house, I’ll have to settle for just thinking about fucking you all over my house. And maybe this will get me by,” he says as his hand runs from my hip to my pussy. I open my legs slightly for him to gain better access. He moves his hand and inserts two fingers inside me. I moan and rest my head on his shoulder as he starts to move them inside me.
“I love how wet you instantly get when I touch you, Vee. And how tight you are around my fingers. I wish it was my cock inside you right now,” he whispers in my ear as he pushes his fingers deep inside me swirling them around. “But for now the taste of you will have to get me by,” he says and pulls his fingers out of me and brings them up to his mouth. I watch him as he licks his fingers slowly. I bite my bottom lip as my breathing starts to increase. I don’t know how, but that movement he just did is so sexy I just want to rip his clothes off.
“Hudson,” I whimper as I inch closer to him.
He smiles and sucks the tips of his fingers while his eyes fuck me seductively.
“I know baby, but save all that pent up sexual frustration for tonight. You’re coming back, right?” He pulls me back to him so our bodies are touching.
“Maybe,” I tease and shrug.
His eyes widen and he smirks. “Maybe, hey? Well, in that case I guess I’ll have to find someone else to work my magic on. Maybe there will be some hot chick at Amor that I can take home and fuck while I picture you.”
“Well, at least you’ll be picturing me when you’re fucking some random bird. That makes me feel all warm and fuzzy.”
He laughs and shakes his head. “Right, so in all seriousness, tonight?”
“Yup, tonight. Should I just come here straight after I finish work?”
“Yeah, I’ll be here. I finish work around one-ish then I go to the gym for an hour. So I should be home by about half two. You can come any time after that,” he says.
I smirk and chuckle. “Oh Hudson, I do expect to be coming after that.”
“Yeah, I see what you did there. You think you’re so clever don’t ya?”
I nod my head and purse my lips. “Yep, that’s because I am. I’m as funny as fuck.”
“Hmm, yeah, hilarious. Can you hold me up so I don’t roll on the floor laughing,” he replies sarcastically.
“Shut up.”
“But you’re right about one thing,” he whispers against my lips.
“What’s that?”
“You will definitely be coming later on tonight, multiple times, I’ll make sure of it,” he says seductively and automatically I clench my thighs together. His voice and the way he said that makes me want to drop to my knees and suck his dick so ha
rd that he comes for an hour.
The pod machine beeps telling us our coffee is ready. He looks over at the machine and then back to me.
“You okay?” he asks looking at me with an eyebrow raised.
“Yeah. I just don’t know how I’m supposed to last hours without having you inside of me. The wait is going to drive me crazy.”
“Well, try to keep yourself occupied. And it would probably help if you put some damn clothes on woman,” he jokes letting go of me and walks back over to the coffee machine.
I feel cold when his body leaves mine. I don’t like being away from him and the intensity of that feeling is making my head spin.
How can I need to be near him so badly already?
My body is failing me. It’s making me do things I never thought I would. It’s making me want someone more than anything. It’s making me… me again. I hope I’m not going to end up being some needy, clingy, suck hole bitch that can’t live without her man, because I never want to be out of control like that again. But, I feel with Hudson that I could want him so much that it could take over my existence. That’s a scary thought. I made my world all about two people before, Danny and Caiden. There’s only one problem with that. The people I love get taken away from me. Every single person I’ve ever loved has gone, and the thought that I might one day fall for Hudson and then have him leave me too, well I don’t think I could deal with that loss again. Losing one more person in my life would break me beyond repair. So even though everything about Hudson is making my body scream, yes. I have to guard my heart. To my heart, Hudson is a big, fat, no.
“I guess it wouldn’t hurt to put on some clothes. I mean I can only tease you for so long anyway,” I say and walk back toward his bedroom and get dressed. I walk back out and see him sitting at the kitchen table with the two mugs of coffee and some toast sitting there waiting. I smile and walk in sitting down on the seat next to him.
“I’ve changed my mind,” he says smirking at me.
I raise my eyebrow and look at him. “About what?”
