Page 190 of Slap Shot

“I heard you getting off one night.”

“What?” My mouth drops open. “When?”

“Months ago. I heard your vibrator through the wall, and I jerked off while you got off.”

“Holy shit.” I reach for him, and he climbs on the bed with me. “Why didn’t you say anything? Or join in?”

“We weren’t there yet.” Hudson sits next to me and picks up the toy. “I thought about the noises you make when you come for goddamn weeks.”

I can’t believe I missed out on watching him spit in his hand and stroke himself. I can’t believe I missed out on watching him finish when I did, all while not touching each other.

“You should’ve come to my room. Or stood in the door and watched.”

“Trust me, I was tempted.” He clicks on the toy, and a shiver runs through me. His thumb runs over the head of the toy, and he sits up on his knees. “Can I get you off with this, Maddie? And then fuck you?”

“Do you think I’m going to argue with that? I’ve never been this wet before.” I blush at the moisture on my thighs and the small damp spot on the sheets. “If you use the toy, I might make more of a mess than I usually do. I-I really like the stimulation.”

“Yeah?” Hudson trails the toy over my chest and circles my breasts. I close my eyes and sigh when the vibrations roll over my nipples. This is exactly what I do when I’m alone, and my body is already responding to the sensations. “I’d like to see you make a mess. I’d like to help clean you up.” His words turn me on, and when he drags the silicone down my stomach, I’m already stifling a groan. “Fuck, baby. You do like it, don’t you? Open your legs so I can see. Can you hold under your thighs?”

He doesn’t need to ask, because I’m already spreading my legs. I’m gripping my thighs and lifting them off the mattress. I’m sinking into the pulse against my clit, and I feel like I’m weightless.

“Right there,” I say, licking my lips when he keeps the toy exactly where I want it. “God. It’s even better when someone else does it.”

“You’ve never used a toy with a man before?” Hudson clicks up the speed, and my back jolts off the bed with the increase in pressure. “He never got to have you like this?”

“No,” I whimper, Hudson’s possessesive side making me feel a certain way. “Just you.”

“Better make sure I do this right then.”

When I glance down at him, he’s studying the toy and sliding a hand down his briefs. He gives himself a few strokes, the tendons in his forearms flexing. His face is red, and he looks thoroughly wrecked even though I haven’t put a hand on him.

“You can fuck me with it,” I say, gasping when the intensity bumps up again. “That’s what you heard me do when you listened.”

Hudson turns the toy and slowly pushes it inside me. The vibration stays against my clit, and I’m overwhelmed by the feeling.

“When you fuck yourself, what do you think about?” he asks, and he’s positioned himself on his stomach between my legs. “Do you think about me?”

“I do,” I admit, giving my nipples a quick pinch.

The things I’ve fantasized about are filthy: him walking in and finding me using a toy then punishing me. Him watching while someone else tries to touch me then taking over because he knows he can do a better job.

“Fuck, Maddie.”

He kisses the inside of my thigh and moves his mouth to my pussy. Adjusting the position of the toy, he angles it so he can circle my clit with his tongue, and I’m certain this is heaven.

I let myself enjoy this bliss. I let myself embrace my sexuality and the years I’ve spent trying to figure out what I might like in the bedroom.

It’s this right here.

Hudson looking up at me. His lips covered in my arousal and his hand pinning me to the mattress. The way he finds the spot inside me that makes my toes curl and how he stays there, only pausing to tell me how good I taste and how he hopes I ruin the sheets when I come.

I’m so close, just on the brink of an orgasm, when I feel him grinding his hips against the mattress.

“Do you like this, Hudson?” I ask, threading a hand through his hair. “Do you like to watch me get fucked?”

“I’m so hard, Maddie.” He groans and buries his face between my legs. “Tell me what you need to come, baby, because I need to get you there so I can have my turn with you.”[BT1]

“One speed higher,” I say, moaning when he increases the vibrator one more time. “And your tongue. Please.”

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