“Instead, I had every item that belongs to you packed and transported to a lovely hotel where I will foot the bill for the next month. Shall I change my mind?”
Her eyes were huge in her face but she said nothing as he turned on his heel and walked toward the lobby. Natalia stood between him and the door.
He paused and spoke quietly to avoid being overheard. “Don’t let her back in this club. I revoke my sponsorship.”
“Of course, Hudson. It will be taken care of.”
He let his eyes stroll down her body. A body he’d come to know well over the years. He hadn’t fucked in days and with the stress of the past twelve hours, there were certain things he needed.
One side of her mouth quirked up. “Is there…anything else…I can take care of for you, Hudson?”
She knew him so well. Better than any other person on Earth.
“I’ll send the car.”
Natalia nodded and he continued to the exit.
Hudson rode back to his building with a different kind of tension coiling inside him. There were certain things only Natalia had ever been able to give him. Christina, and the girlfriends before her, took what he dished out but he never gave them all of his darker side.
In that, he only trusted his oldest friend.
Carlo gave him the update he requested and as he rode the elevator past the floor where Gabriella Hernandez was likely sleeping soundly, he had the strangest urge to knock on her door.
He suppressed it. A woman like her, soft and sweet, would never be able to handle a man like him.
He entered his apartment and went upstairs to grab the black lacquer box he kept in his desk. There would be few games tonight. The need to dominate was riding him hard. His cock was so engorged it was painful. Back downstairs, he laid out what he needed and sat down to wait.
She didn’t keep him waiting long. Natalia never did.
As she stepped out of the elevator and came to a careful and precise stop, he took in her form. She was tall for a woman, five-nine in her bare feet, and everything about her was lean. Small breasts, narrow hips, and a firm ass…all of which he knew as well as his own body.
Hair that was naturally blonde the day he met her had been died deepest black and he had to admit it increased her air of mystery.
In looks alone, she could be any of a million women. She was lovely in an understated way and knew how to dress to accentuate her attributes but nothing about his best friend physically made her stand out in a crowd.
What made her spectacular was her need to be dominated.
It was her ability to surrender, entirely, to the right man under the right circumstances. There were few women able to do it as well and still maintain their independent will and sense of self.
Natalia would never be taken over by an Alpha. She would bend, willingly, but never break.
It was a gift in the circles they’d once run in together. As he became more and more successful, he only trusted her to give him what he needed with no strings attached.
Now she stood across the room. She had not moved so much as an inch. There was no impatience, no annoyance at being kept waiting. Her face was serene in the dim reflection of the city lights.
“Put down the bag.” Pause.
“Take off the blouse, the skirt.”
She obeyed without hesitation in all things. Never questioning, never wondering what was going to happen next. She trusted him, he trusted her, and in this, they were perfect together.
In moments, she stood in nothing more than heels, stockings, and garter belt, her posture perfect but relaxed.
“Come here.” Moving carefully over the marble floor, she walked toward him.
“Stop.” She did.
“Kneel.” Lowering gracefully to her knees, hands folded at her low back, Natalia waited with her head bowed.
He stood and walked behind her, proud that there wasn’t the slightest tightening of her muscles to relay a sense of fear or nervousness. Her breathing was faster now and he knew she would be wet if he checked.
Anticipation was Natalia’s drug of choice.
He bound her with her fingertips touching her opposite elbows, careful as he worked. She fell from a horse in her teens, breaking her collarbone and dislocating her shoulder. Though it healed well, it pained her if pulled back too tightly and slipped from the socket far too easily.
When he was done, he exhaled roughly and moved around to stand in front of her.
“Open.”
Her lips parted obediently but her eyes remained downcast as the sound of his zipper being lowered filled the room. He stroked the outline of her mouth with the broad head of his cock. A pearl of his pre-cum painted her lips and he felt himself harden further.
He was not immune to anticipation.
“Suck.”
Closing her lips around the crest, Natalia took her time getting to know him again, exploring his size and shape, curling her tongue along the underside. It had been too long since he’d had this with her and he could feel his heart crashing against his rib cage.
Raking his fingers through her hair, he gripped a fistful at the nape of her neck with a sharp tug. He watched as her nipples furled tighter, her breasts lifting to him in response to the small hurt.
Hudson didn’t wait for her to take him.
Using her hair, he pulled her forward over his cock until he touched the back of her throat. He went still, his grip ensuring she couldn’t move back until he was ready. She knew what he liked. He watched as she regulated her breathing and swallowed carefully to keep from gagging.
“Excellent,” he said quietly.
He pulled her back and set a hard rhythm, watching her adjust and adapt as he guided her, fucking her mouth for a long time.
Her mouth was hot and wet. Not for the first time, he thought he could fuck it forever and never get bored. The skin of his dick was tight, his balls drawn up with the desperation to come down her throat, but he wanted to make it last.
Three minutes.
Five minutes.
When he reached ten minutes, he said hoarsely, “Spread your legs.”
She did, allowing her knees to slide apart. “You’re dripping on the floor, Natalia.”
His mouth watered with the need to eat her but he wouldn’t do that for a long time. His other hand lifted, both of them cupping her skull.
“Take every drop and I’ll let you come.”
His hips thrust forward as he pulled her to his dick again and again. The impact had to hurt but she moaned around him and he was barely hanging on as she tightened her lips.
Pulling her to him and holding her head still, she swallowed hard around the head of his cock as he let go of his control. The relief from coming was instantaneous and powerful. She swallowed jet after jet rhythmically.
“Fuuuccckkk…” She gave a small whimper of need and he watched the muscles in her throat work. Her thighs flexed but she didn’t close her legs. “I know. I know, Natalia.”
Hudson petted her hair, pushed the short strands off her face, and loosened his grip on her head as he began to stroke shallowly. Every cell in his body wanted to stay like this.
She told him once that she zoned out when he took her, feeling the pleasure in a way she couldn’t with other lovers because she couldn’t trust them enough to let go entirely.
He watched how she caught her breath and worked him, making sure she took everything he had to give her. The pump of his hips, the way his cock disappeared between her lips, fascinated him.
She lifted her pale blue eyes and locked to his. “Do you want to come?”
Natalia shook her head slowly, his cock still buried in her mouth, and he smiled.
“You’re in the mood to be pushed.”
The side of his thumb traced her cheek and he pulled away, leaving the moist heat with a soft popping sound. Bending, he lifted her carefully to her feet by her elbows.
In her heels, they were the same height.
For just an
instant, he let his detachment slip, let her see the pain Christina had caused him. He had not loved the woman but he’d tried to be good to her in the ways he understood.
His relationships never lasted. He gravitated to needy women who quickly bored him or women who couldn’t handle his abruptness.
“Thank you for coming, Natalia.” One finger reached up to trace her lips, swollen and red from taking his cock. “Why won’t you let me collar you? We’d be perfect together.”
She kissed the tip of his finger and gave him a small laugh. “Really? We’ve known one another too long. This part is good. It has always been good between other lovers, other relationships.”
Tilting her head, she grinned. “Can you imagine living together day in and day out? Nursing one another through the flu? My cramps and moodiness? Arguing over dirty socks on the floor?”
His expression slowly transformed into one of mock horror and she gave him a full laugh. “I was not cut out to be a wife and mother. Despite this aspect of my nature, I am the most selfish person I know. I admit it and I enjoy my life exactly as it is.”
Leaning forward, she nuzzled his cheek with hers. “You need someone to soothe you, Hudson. Not someone like me who can only give in one way. Not someone like Christina who can’t give at all. You need an Earth Mother type, a giver.”
He grunted as an image of Gabriella Hernandez flashed unexpected and unwelcome through his mind. “I’d have her in tears within hours. What would I do with someone nice?”
“Smile more perhaps.”
She leaned back to meet his eyes and he sighed. After a long moment, he leaned forward and kissed the tip of her nose.
Enough conversation.
His voice firmed. “Turn and bend over the back of the couch. Legs spread.”
As she moved into position, the sight of her vulnerably naked caused lust to flare in the back of his mind. The darkness he fought most of his life threatened to swamp him as he sealed his chest to her back.
“Tell me, Natalia…if it’s too much. My demons are clawing at the cage.”
“Purge them, Hudson. I can handle it.”
He slicked a line of lubricant down the crease of her ass with one hand as he positioned his cock at her pussy with the other.
“Don’t come. I want to fill you up.” He watched her ass cheeks flex in excitement. He worked his dick into her soaking wet channel and smiled. “Do you like the thought of being filled with my come?”
“My belly is happy…my pussy and my ass need you.”
Instant, visceral need had him slamming to the hilt without giving her time to adjust to him. As he pressed deeper, he growled, “Does it burn?”
“It burns so good, Hudson. More.”
Taking a plug from the pocket of his pants, he coated it in the lube and set it at the little star of her ass. Her pussy flexed around him.
“It’s been so long since I’ve had your ass. I can’t wait to be balls-deep inside you.”
Pressing carefully, he inserted the toy fully. He felt and watched her lower body tighten around him and the plug. “You’re so fucking tight. Let’s make you tighter.”
Reaching down, Hudson cupped the back of her knee and set it on top of the couch. The position constricted her pussy so hard around his cock that he inhaled sharply. She moaned and used her other foot to push back against him.
“Don’t come.”
Gripping her shoulders, he reamed the hot, slick channel until both of them were dripping with sweat. Pulling out and pushing deep again and again, he knew his hipbones would leave bruises on the back of her pale thighs.
The spasms along her vaginal walls told him she was fighting her own orgasm with everything she had. Then he turned on the vibration in the plug and felt her start to shake around him.
“Breathe through it, Natalia. Don’t come yet.”
Wrapping his hands around her hips, he held her firmly as he fucked her even harder.
She chanted his name as he drove into her body. “Please let me have it, please…Hudson.”
A fistful of her hair was the anchor he used as he pulled her back to his chest. He ground out, “Take it then. Let your sweet pussy suck it from the head of my dick.”
Faster. Faster. FASTER…
He went still as the orgasm stole his ability to move, to think, and for an instant, he wondered if he was having an aneurism. Her muscles milked him and there were spots in front of his eyes.
“Mine…”
The sound of her whisper brought him back to the moment and his legs shook as the last spurts of his come soaked her.
“Natalia.” It was all he could manage.
Her muscles trembled, her breathing was erratic, and she needed to come. Reaching beneath her body, he stroked her folds twice before slapping the sensitive flesh sharply. Two strokes…slap. By the third slap, she exploded and screamed his name.
It rattled her entire frame but nothing could have shaken him loose before he was ready. He held her through it, lightly stroking her swollen clit to drag her pleasure out. He could feel and hear their combined fluids dripping to the marble and it sent chills up his spine.
“I want to take your ass with you flat on the floor.”
Her voice was weak. “God, yes.”
Slowly, he slipped from her pussy and removed the plug. Natalia made a small mewling sound as he lowered her gently to the floor. He stretched out beside her and stroked his hand through her damp hair. Her cheeks were flushed and he knew the cool marble felt fantastic against her skin.
Rolling her to her back, he sucked and bit at her sensitive nipples until she panted with need. Only when she begged, thrusting her hips off the floor, did he roll her back to her stomach. Standing, he stripped out of his clothes and coated his cock with lube before returning to straddle her hips.
“I can see my come easing from your pussy.”
“More. Please, Hudson.”
With a growl, he pressed into the tiny opening and groaned as he made it past the tight ring of muscle just inside. A shiver worked its way through her torso and he stroked his palm from the base of her spine to the nape of her neck.
He planted his hand beside her head and wasted no time taking her ass as hard as he’d taken her pussy. Each thrust was designed to deliver the pleasure/pain both of them wanted and needed. Though she was bound, he watched her fingers grip her elbows until her knuckles were white.
“Once I let go and fill your tight ass with my come, I’m going to carry you upstairs. You’re going to soak in the tub while I watch you wash every inch of your skin. Then I’m going to take my time eating you, Natalia. I’m going to get you slick and ready for me to fuck again and again and again.”
“Tear my ass up then. Fuck it like you own it, Hudson.”
Jerking her hips higher, Hudson tunneled deep and hard for a long time. His initial pressure was relieved so he fucked her ass until the tight heat made it impossible to hold back anymore. He didn’t stop thrusting – he couldn’t stop – until Natalia drained him dry.
Once he was sure his legs would hold him, he carried her upstairs and kept his promise.
Hudson felt her leave the bed the next morning. Natalia always watched him for a few minutes and despite their mutual insistence at remaining friends who fucked, he knew she could be foolishly sentimental about him.
He heard her shower down the hall and listened as she moved around getting dressed to leave. He sat up on the side of the bed and ran his hands over his face. Staring down at his semi-hard cock, he smirked.
“Fuck…finally you chill the hell out.”
When she left the bathroom, he was waiting for her. The way she was walking told him she was sore and likely bruised in several places. A small kernel of shame curled in his gut as he questioned the dark needs he couldn’t completely live without.
“Are you alright?”
Stepping close, she kissed both his cheeks and smoothed his hair. “I’m better than alright. Thank you. I feel like I spent
a week at the spa.”
The woman had zero survival instinct when it came to how he used her body. It made the need to hug her imperative. She and his mother were the only people he encouraged casual physical contact with. Pulling her to him, he squeezed her tight.
“Thank you for being my friend, Natalia. I know I can be a hard man.”
Hugging him back just as hard, he felt her inhale deeply at his neck. “You are such a good man, Hudson. You’re too hard on yourself.” A small kiss just under his ear and she leaned back, her palm on his cheek. “If I knew it would work between us romantically, I would try.”
He doubted that but gave her a crooked grin. “You’d be done with my bullshit in a month.”
That was probably very much the truth.
Laughing, she kissed him and whispered, “I’ll never, ever be done with you. Not in any capacity, not for any reason, Hudson.” She turned quickly and headed for the stairs. “Call me. About anything, anytime.”
At the elevator, she blew him a kiss as he watched her from the landing.
He steeled himself against the usual regret he felt when they parted ways. He wasn’t in love with his best friend but she was the only person who knew every sordid detail about the man he was…and let him in her life anyway.
He wasn’t normal.
As sated as he was from appeasing his almost violent sexual needs with Natalia, he wondered if Gabriella would accept an offer of breakfast.
“You’re a fucking lunatic.”
He went to shower and put the curvy woman out of his mind. He was soaping his chest when the unexpected image of sinking his cock into her bubble-shaped ass slammed into his brain. He fought it, ashamed of his greed.
Why wasn’t the satisfaction he’d found in Natalia’s submission enough?
This was the one area of his life where he felt out of control. As he stroked himself to release, he watched streams of semen pump from the head of his cock and swirl down the drain.
He wondered if he’d ever find a way to be fucking happy that didn’t require suppressing portions of his sexuality for years at a time. He hadn’t been Natalia’s first, nor had she been his. Until now, she’d been the only person able to sate him, to give him peace for a little while.
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