Page 88 of Promise Me

“I’ll give you one chance, Hudson. I’m right here, telling you that you can do anything you want to me.”

Fuck.

“I won’t beg, not unless you ask me to, but you should know that I’m not wearing any panties under th?—”

I move so fast that her breath hitches. I spin us around and grip her hips to prop her on the counter. Then I spread her legs just like I did the other day and step between them. She moans when I press myself flush to her body, and I can feel her heart race as I lean my forehead to her chest.

Just once.

One time only.

It doesn’t even have to be sex, but I have to touch her, taste her, and hear the way she sounds when she falls apart.

I need to consume her more than I need air to breathe.

Her fingers thread through my hair and tug just hard enough for me to lift my head and look her in the eyes right before I kiss her. I hold the back of her head as I slip my tongue into her mouth and kiss her hard.

Then I kiss from her jaw to her neck, to her chest.

“I think it’s been too long since we both got what we wanted, Hudson.”

I growl. She’s right, but I refuse to take my mouth away from her to reply.

“Yes,” she says and then lifts her ass off the counter to rub against my erection. My hands fall to either side of her, and I force her to sit back down, only to drag her to the edge.

She moans even louder when I push her towel higher onto her hips so she can feel more of me.

“Is this what you want?” I press my lips to her neck again as I grind my body to hers.

She nods.

“I need to hear you say it.”

“Yes.”

“Or is this what you want?” I slip one hand between her thighs and run my fingers up her skin until I reach her pussy. “Fuck, Sadie, is this how I make you feel? Do you get this wet just thinking of me?”

“Yes,” she breathes. “Every time I’m around you, my body craves you.”

I slide two fingers inside her slowly and capture her lips with mine on her next gasp. My tongue slips into her mouth as I curl my fingers.

Her hips buck against me, and I smile.

“You’re responsive. I like that.”

I start to move my fingers in a circle, my thumb pressing against her core.

“Yes,” she moans louder. “Keep doing that.”

Her head falls back, so I take this time to keep kissing her neck, her collarbone, and her chest again. The hand that isn’t working to bring her joy grabs the towel, pulls the knot apart, and tosses it to the floor.

The most perfectly round and perky pair of breasts bounce in front of me as she rides my hand.

The urge to feel them takes over. I remove my hand and pull her even closer to where her butt is hanging off the edge. I drop to my knees and just as she starts to argue, I take one long slow lick against her.

Her thighs are resting on my shoulders, but the moment I suck her clit and reach up to grip her breasts, her legs clamp against my head.

“Hudson!” she screams out. “Holy shit!”

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