“Fuck.”
“Yes, I’m assuming, but I would imagine that was the point.” She smiled and laid her hand over his arm. He put his larger one over it and closed his eyes. “I think you’re a good man. Better than most people give you credit for. I just don’t know if you’re good for me.”
She felt his muscles go hard under her palm and his gaze locked on hers. “I would let you hurt me, let you use me, and still try to show you what giving was meant to be.” Brie shrugged. “It’s in my nature to give and to comfort where I can, Hudson.”
“I don’t want to hurt you or use you.” He traced a finger down her face and watched as she leaned into the simple touch.
“I think about you. I think about…Natalia, as well.” She whispered, “I need to tell you something. I’m not sure how it happened, why it happened, or why I liked it…but I had an encounter with her. I’d never…done anything like that before.”
“Were you afraid?” She shook her head. “You didn’t feel pressured?” Another shake of her head made him smile. “You enjoyed it?” A long pause and she nodded. “Then I have a very serious question, Brie…did you get film?”
He never saw the gut shot coming and thank god she pulled it at the last minute or she could have ruptured something. Shoving her hair out of her face, she glared at him.
“Hudson, this is serious.”
Lifting her hands, he placed them on his chest. “Why is it serious?”
It took a moment to gather her thoughts. To decide what to say and what to hold back. He waited as they stood together in her bright little kitchen. Finally, she took a deep breath and met his eyes.
“The two of you…are circling me, aren’t you?” His eyes widened slightly but he didn’t answer. “I feel as though I’m being encouraged in a direction I may not be equipped to handle.”
Hudson stroked his hands over her shoulders. “This topic makes you nervous.” She nodded. “Why?” She tugged her lip between her teeth. “Tell me.”
“I’m not sure.”
“Your experience with Natalia confused you?” Another nod with a little sigh. “Is it because you don’t know her well?”
“No, I feel like I do know her.”
“Because of me?”
“Yes. I’ve seen her a lot over the last year. I observe people. I notice things.”
“You intrigue me.”
He gathered up her hair and moved it to one side so he could kiss the skin on the side of her neck. The shiver that worked through her in response didn’t go unnoticed.
“Natalia and I have never been in a relationship.” He quickly clarified. “Not romantically.”
Here are the potential landmines in this conversation.
“We don’t have sex if either of us is involved otherwise. We’re friends. She’s been my best friend for most of my life.” He smoothed her hair. “Now, what have you noticed?”
“I don’t want to make you mad or hurt your feelings.”
“Brie, if I can’t handle your observations and opinions, I don’t fucking deserve to be here. Don’t censor yourself. I know I can be a mean bastard sometimes.” She grinned. “Fine. Most of the time…but you should never feel bad about telling me what you think. You aren’t petty or vindictive.”
She took a deep breath and nodded. “You’re both lonely and often unhappy. You go, go, go all the time and you fuck each other to release tension. The calm never lasts because you’re not connecting on a core emotional level. You have a fear of going there, she has the same hang-up with you, but you aren’t able to form lasting relationships with anyone else either. Honestly, using each other without an emotional return on the investment will eventually destroy your friendship.”
The shock was written all over his face and he stared at her for a long time without speaking. Finally, she cleared her throat nervously. “What did you think I was going to say?”
“I have no idea. I’m reeling; you’ve analyzed our primary deficiency when you’ve never talked to us together. Today is the first substantial time you’ve been around me. It’s frightening, really.”
“Are you mad?”
“No, Brie. I’m not mad. I just…I’m not sure what it means.”
She forced herself to put aside the silly dreams she sometimes had in the dark of the night – dreams she knew were rooted in loneliness and a desire to be part of something. She forced herself to think more about what was best for the man in front of her.
Wishing for something didn’t make it so.
It was surprisingly simple, despite how easily she could imagine a place in his…their…life.
“You mean where do you go from here?” He nodded slowly. “I think you have to develop a relationship that incorporates your actual lives outside the bedroom or stop fucking as if it doesn’t matter. Trying to have it both ways isn’t healthy, Hudson. You can’t lose your best friend.”
She laid her palm along his cheek and gave him a soft smile. “After you asked me if I researched you, I did. You don’t just throw money at problems. That’s the bullshit you want everyone to think.” Going up on tiptoes, she kissed his mouth lightly. “I like you as a person. You deserve happiness whether I’m part of it or not, Hudson.”
As she settled back, he hugged her tightly. “I don’t know how to deal with someone like you, Brie. No one should be so nice. Not in the kind of world we live in. You’ll get hurt.”
“Maybe but I always survive it.”
Around and around, his brain took him, and he repeatedly forced it to detour away from the solution best for him. The solution he wanted more than he’d ever wanted anything before.
In the end, it was the moment he focused on. Anything further out was impossible with the need for this woman riding him hard. For months, he’d been unable to find a solution to what he called “the Brie dilemma” and as far as he was concerned, it could wait a little longer.
Nudging her face up, he stared at her. “I want you. That’s all I know. I want you bad.”
The choice between remaining alone or taking whatever Hudson could give her right now was a no-brainer. She would try her damnedest to avoid falling in love with him. If she fell and he broke her heart, she’d glue the pieces back together. Always, she’d have the memories.
“Alright.”
Before she finished saying the word, Hudson had her in his arms, his mouth covering hers. He wasn’t giving her one more second to think.
Thinking was the fucking enemy.
He gripped her ass and sealed her to his body. He wanted to take it slow because he knew he came on strong. She wasn’t like most of the women he dated or fucked. She had no clue what she was signing up for.
Walking backwards, he took her into the living room and sat in the large chair. He guided her down on his lap, cradled her head in the bend of one arm, and used the other to push back her curls.
In this light, the dark blue of her eyes and length of her lashes were incredible.
Stroking his palm along the outside of one breast, he asked gently, “Tell me honestly, Brie…do you want me to leave you covered? I want you to feel pleasure – not nervousness.”
Unwelcome tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and into her hair as she nodded.
“It’s alright. Don’t cry.” He pulled her up and hugged her while he rubbed her back.
She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and straddled his lap. He inhaled sharply. With a deep breath, she sat back and she trailed her hands up to his shoulders and over his chest. Her eyes focused intently on the way she touched him.
Both palms flowed down the center of his torso and she pressed, her lips slightly parted. The pulse in her neck beat hard and fast. Letting her hands slide apart, she cupped his sides and stroked back up to examine his pecs, scratching lightly with her short nails.
“Brie, if you don’t stop, I’m going to have you stripped and fucked within three minutes.”
She blinked. “Hudson…?”
“Yes?”<
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“I like touching you. I want to touch you more.”
His hands clenched hard on her hips. “Fuck it. We’ll go slow next time.”
Chapter Twelve
Hudson stood and took Brie with him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he took long strides to her room where he tossed her on the bed.
Her sneakers, socks, and jeans were gone in under a minute.
He tried not to focus on the green silk panties that formed to her like a layer of skin or the head to toe golden flesh he planned to know up close and personal very soon.
Lifting her into a sitting position, Hudson took her shirt and tank tops, leaving the bra that matched her panties. He lightly cupped the sides of breasts that must have made her a target for every penis in her town since the day they showed up.
He took her lips as he unbuttoned the top two buttons and started to pull his shirt up his body. He thought she was reaching to help take it off but flattened her palms on him with a low moan.
Brie kneaded his skin like a fucking kitten and every nerve in his body fired to life as he broke the kiss and ripped the material over his head.
A firm grip on the hair at the back of her head; he held her still for an all-out assault on her mouth while he worked to remove his shoes with the other hand. He managed to get his wallet from his back pocket and throw a condom on the bed beside her.
When he reached for his belt, she pushed his hands away and dragged the leather through the buckle. The tips of her fingers slipped into the waist of his jeans to unbutton him, brushed the head of his dick, and he thought he was going to embarrass himself. Lowering the zipper with one hand, she used the other to stroke him.
“Hudson, now. Now. I need you inside me.”
He growled as Brie shoved his jeans and boxer briefs to his hips and ran both hands over his cock and balls. Her touch was careful and unsure but her need and enthusiasm were obvious and infectious. It ramped his own need to a fever pitch he’d never experienced with anyone other than Natalia and never in “vanilla” pursuits.
Placing his hand in the center of her chest, he forced her to lay back on the bed. He traced the band of her panties, leaning forward to kiss her smooth belly as he pulled them over her hips and down her legs. Unlacing his other shoe, he toed it off and sank to his knees beside the bed.
“Look at this pretty pussy.” Hudson nuzzled her inner thighs, inhaling the clean, musky scent of her. He gripped her ankles and pushed them back, leaving her feet flat on the bed before he pressed her knees out. “Keep your legs wide, Brie.”
He slid his palms under the cheeks of her ass and brought her to his mouth.
She jerked with a gasp and exhaled his name. The taste of her exploded on his taste buds and he lightly bit her folds. Her slit was saturated and he dragged his tongue through the sweet syrup gathered there.
Blood roared in his veins and his cock throbbed hard and heavy with the ache to take her.
Instead, he focused on licking away every slick drop before circling his tongue around the entrance to her pussy and pushing inside. He fucked her and stared up her body, watching as she arched off the bed to the rhythm he set but never moved her legs from where he’d placed them.
With open-mouthed kisses from her pussy to her clit, he sucked the swollen little bundle of nerves into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue.
“Yes, oh god, Hudson…yes.”
One finger penetrated her deeply and he laid his palm over her low abdomen, feeling her womb spasm as her climax started. Increasing his attention, his strokes inside her, he shoved her over the edge and watched her embrace the moment. Give herself to the pleasure.
He dragged it out with firm suckles of the little bundle of nerves and she bit into her lower lip with incoherent moans. He stroked her clit and he reached past her leg to grab the condom. It was rolled on in desperation as he stood.
Notching his cock against the entrance of her wet heat, it sucked at the head, trying to pull him deeper. He felt lightheaded when he leaned over her body.
“You taste amazing, Brie. Taste yourself so you know why I plan to have my tongue buried in your sweet pussy as often as possible.”
She moaned and lifted shaking hands to his cheeks, rising slightly from the bed to get closer. Tentative licks across his lips and then she kissed him deeply, curling her tongue around his, and sucking it between her soft lips.
The shaft of sensation it shot to his cock had him thrusting forward harder than he intended. She inhaled sharply and Hudson pulled back to look at her face.
Her eyes were closed and she whispered, “Yes.”
The words brought his life into sharp focus. “Brie, open your eyes.” She did instantly and he told her firmly, “Tell me if I hurt you. Do you understand?” She nodded.
Only when he was fully buried could he think again. He stared down at her. “Are you alright?”
She smiled and reached up to stroke her fingers through his hair. “Yes, Hudson.” One finger trailed from his temple to his chin and she smiled. “You are so beautiful.”
Hudson felt his heart thump hard against his ribcage and took in the image of her letting him take her. From her wild hair to her bright smile to her willingness to please him, he drank in the sight, and found himself lowering until their upper bodies were sealed together.
Sliding one hand under her back, he scooted them both up the bed and went still. Reaching down, he pushed his jeans and boxers further down his legs. Brie helped by shoving them the rest of the way off with her feet.
He was fully naked with her, holding her, and letting her hold him. It was a closeness, an intimacy, he wasn’t accustomed to, and he would be lying to himself if he pretended not to be affected.
He never lied to himself.
She took immediate advantage of their new position by stroking her legs along his and touching his skin wherever she could reach.
His ex-girlfriends were greedy sociopaths. They did what they considered their job and random touches were not encouraged on either side. Business arrangements were cold and impersonal. Not that Hudson had wanted anything from them other than to get off. He admitted that.
His relationship with Natalia was very different from what he was feeling now with Brie. He loved his best friend and they shared a long and sometimes fucked up history but they didn’t really snuggle either. There had been times he’d attempted to and she always put distance between them.
He dominated every aspect of their sexual relationship and, as far as he knew, they both preferred it that way.
Watching Brie’s face, he knew one thing without a doubt…she could easily fall in love with him. It showed in her eyes, her smile, and her touch. Everything about her was soft and welcoming.
She was open to him in a way no one had ever been.
As he started to move, stroking deep and strong into her body, he pulled her knee up to rest along his hip, and ran his palm up her side to her face.
“You look incredible. You feel so fucking good.” He thrust harder and her breathing quickened. He growled deep in his chest.
“More, Hudson. Please.”
One hand slid under her back to her opposite shoulder and he held her firmly as he drove hard into her willing body. She wrapped her legs around him and closed her eyes. Panting now, her upper body slowly rose from the bed, and her short nails dug into his back.
“You’re pussy sucks at me. Trying to keep me inside you.” Brie bit her lip an instant before her climax took her. “Fuck yes. Tighten on me.” Getting close to her ear, he added a growl, “Make my cock slick with your sweet cream.”
She moaned and thrashed, clawed at him, her muscles locked inside and out while he fucked her through it. It held her for a long time and watched her face, amazed at how openly she expressed her pleasure.
When she came down, she lifted to kiss him again, her hand sliding into his hair. Small tugs as she licked and bit at his lips. Her other hand stroked his chest, scratched over his nipple,
and he grunted into the silken heat of her mouth.
Jerking her into his arms, he sat back on his heels, and brought her hard against his chest. He spread his knees, opened her, tightened her further around him, and her head dropped back on her shoulders with a moan.
He hit deeper this way and fully controlled her body and the rhythm. Wrapping his arms around her, holding her completely still, he drove up into her body.
“Yes. Please don’t stop.”
He watched the impact of his thrusts on the upper swells of her breasts and knew he was probably being too rough with her. She wasn’t used to it and rough sex would take its toll on her later. There was no way he could pull back now. He had to mark her, give her something no other lover would ever give her.
“Hold me tight, Brie.”
She obeyed instantly and his hands drifted down her back to her stunning ass. Grabbing a cheek in each hand, he separated them and pushed them back together, stimulating the little pucker without actually touching it.
The sounds she made told him she felt the pleasure that could be found there. He had to prepare her for the fact that he would take her ass. Burying his cock deep in her tight heat while he held her round cheeks in his hands would be necessary to his continued sanity.
Just as having her lips spread to take him while he fucked her mouth was on his agenda.
Her head came up and their gazes locked. Her curly black hair was everywhere. She was naturally sensual, freely taking what he gave her. When her hands moved from his shoulders to his face, holding it while she stared into his eyes, he almost came.
Reining in his focus, he drove his cock hard and deep and watched her orgasm rise.
“So much better than I could have imagined, Hudson...being with you. Thank you.”
The kiss she gave him held an emotional connection different from any he’d allowed a woman to show him before. In response, he held her tight enough to steal her breath as he returned it.
The climax rolled over her like a freight train and she broke the kiss to inhale hard, his name a chant on her lips until he claimed her mouth again. He didn’t fuck her as hard he took Natalia but harder than any other women he’d been with and she soaked it up.
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