Page 192 of Slap Shot

“Do you want to fuck me?”

“Please, Maddie,” Hudson begs.

I give him one more lick and then stand, walking to the edge of the bed where I sit on the mattress. “Condoms are in the drawer.”

He practically sprints to my bedside table, yanking the drawer open and grabbing a foil packet. He opens it and rolls itdown his length, blowing out a breath when he makes his way back over to me.

“How doyou want it tonight, Mads?” he asks, holding his cock in hishand. “Rough? Slow?”

“I want you to fuck me like I’m yours,” I say, and his face softens. “Like you’re going to stay with me until the end of time. However that looks… that’s what I want.”

Hudson nods and points to the pillows. “Get on the bed, sweetheart.”

We adjust our positions so he’s on his back. I throw my legs on either side of his and hold myself above him. When I look down, he reaches up to cup my cheek. I turn my face and kiss the inside of his palm.

Without words, I lower myself onto him. We groan in unison, and he grips my hip so tight I know I’m going to have a mark in the morning. I’m slow to take every inch of him, getting used to the stretch and being so full.

When he’s fully buried inside me, I bend to kiss him. My tongue brushes against his and his hands roam over my back, keeping me close to him as he lifts his hips to tries and get another inch deeper.

I pretend like each thrust is anI love you. I pretend like each time our eyes lock, he’s whispering those three words to me, because that’s what this feels like. A promise of forever and why he’s nothing like the man of my past.

Hudson grunts when I sit up then slam back down on his cock, riding him like he’s going to steal my last breath.

It’s brilliantly messy in the best way, the kind of intimacy I wasn’t sure existed, and when he sits up so he can kiss my chest and my neck, I know the only thing that would make this better is coming undone with him.

“I’m close, sweetheart,” he whispers, licking away a bead of sweat from my breast. “But I don’t want to go without you.”

“Me, too.” I close my eyes when he touches my clit and pleasure builds in my belly. “That’s perfect.”

“You’re perfect.” He presses his thumb against me and I moan. Ecstasy starts to pull at my spine, and it doesn’t take any more than that. “I’ve got you, Maddie. Now. Forever. I promise.”

Tears prick my eyes, and I’m not sure if they’re from the overwhelming sensation of feelingso goodor the weight of his words. Maybe it’s both, because I welcome the bliss. I ride the wave, electrified when I feel him pulse inside me and spill into the condom as I combust.

Our staggered breaths match each other, and it takes a minute for our movements to slow. He stops thrusting into me and I stop rolling my hips. My eyes flutter open and Hudson is already looking at me, awe etched on his face.

“That was…” I gasp for air and exhale. “The best moment of my life.”

“The standard is going to be unbelievably high from now on, isn’t it?” He rubs his hand up and down my back, and I sigh. “How are you doing?”

“You’re god’s gift to women,” I say, and he chuckles against my chest.

“Flirt,” he murmurs,and when he tips his chin to look at me, there is wonder in his eyes. “You know what happens now?”

“Round two?”

“Those were the most intense two hours of my life, sweetheart, and I’m a professional athlete. I’m going to need a minute before we go again.”

I giggle then wince when he gently pulls out of me and lifts me off his lap. He sets me on the mattress and lies on his back.

“What happens now?” I ask as I shimmy down the sheets and rest my head against his chest.

“When I have enough oxygen in my lungs, we’re going to take a shower. I’m going to wash your hair and wrap you in a towel, then we’re going to fall asleep until I wake you up in the middle of the night to do that again. In the morning, we’ll pick up Lucy and grab some doughnuts on the way home. Thoughts?”

“Wow.” I smile and close my eyes. “Sounds like you want to keep me around. How long is all this spoiling and pampering going to last?”

“Forever, if you’ll let me,” he says, and my heart skips a beat. “And then some.”

“Okay,” I say, and his hold on me tightens. “Forever sounds really nice.”

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