Page 23 of Love in Unexpected Places

Snatching his mouth from mine, he kisses down my body, shoving my shirt up my chest, kissing and biting at my flesh on his way down. Panting, I watch his descent, not able to take my eyes off him. Hudson pulls my pants down, mouthing my cock over my briefs. Unable to help myself, I thrust up, wanting my dick between his lips.

Hudson chuckles but pulls my briefs down. My hard length pops out and bounces on my stomach. Hudson grabs it quickly, his large hand stroking me in soft, lazy strokes. He holds my hip when I try to fuck his hand, effectively halting my movements. He gives me a dirty smile when I whine in protest, and it makes me want to move more.

My weekend boyfriend doesn’t seem to care what I want. He darts his tongue out and gives me a long lick but doesn’t put me into his mouth. Instead, he says, “I didn’t think your cock would be so big.”

“Umm … thank you,” I pant, wanting him to show me how much of my big cock he can deep throat.

“I want you to fuck me. I want to feel this inside my hole, stretching me until I can’t walk straight,” he murmurs, squeezing my dick.

“Oh fuck,” I groan, precum leaking. “Now?”

“No. I need to taste you. I want you coming down my throat,” he teases, sucking on just the head of my dick.Before I can get into it, he pulls off and says, “Then you can come in my ass.”

I don’t get the chance to say anything further—Hudson takes me almost all the way in and I’m breathless. It’s true, my cock is big—bigger than people assume with my small stature and slight weight. But Hudson takes me down like it’s nothing and I have to make a concentrated effort not to explode down his throat before I can really enjoy him.

And it takesa lotof effort. Hudson is a master at deep throating. His wet mouth slides easily up and down my cock, the suction so perfect I bow off the bed, shoving down his throat more. Hudson takes it like a champ, clamping his lips around me and pulling my cock into his mouth in steady slurps.

“Oh fuck, baby,” I groan, reaching down to rub his face, his beard tickling my thighs as he sucks my dick. When Hudson’s eyes flick up to me, I’m a goner. No matter how much I try to hold back, it’s useless. The look he’s giving me is so perfect that I can’t keep my orgasm at bay. “You gotta move, baby. I’m gonna …” We never talked about swallowing. Hell, two weeks ago, we didn’t do more than kiss. So I’m not sure if he wants to swallow my load or not.

Popping off my cock, Hudson jerks me hard and fast. “Come on my face. Paint me with your load.”

I shout my release, rope after rope of my cum splashing on Hudson’s face, getting it in his beard and coating his lips. He’s never looked so fucking sexy. Sliding off the bed, even though I’m fucking dead—I kiss him hard, tasting myself and feeling my cum coat my face.

Not wanting to give him time to climb on the bed, I push him on his back and hurriedly lower his pants. When I come face to face with his cock, my mouth waters and my dick tries to rally. Only one word comes to mind when I seeHudson’s dick:thick. It’s so thick. I can imagine how it would hurt so good as he eased into me, fucking me deep, tapping my prostate with every thrust.

I don’t waste time—I engulf his cock, sucking him down. I gag a little, but I push through it, sucking him like a lollipop. Hudson groans, gathering my hair in the semblance of a ponytail, holding it back so I can suck him. He thrusts up into my mouth and I gag a little more but use the spit to slide down more on him.

His groans are driving me insane, and my dick plumps up, half hard listening to Hudson. Then he starts talking and my cock springs up, hard as a brick. “I imagined you like this.” I look up at him and he holds my eyes. Hudson’s lips are parted, his eyes hooded and his face a mess. “Just like this. My hands in your hair.” He stops to pant and moan but doesn’t avert his gaze. “I love how you look with a mouth full of my dick.”

I groan and my hand snakes down to grip my erection, pulling quickly while Hudson takes over and fucks my face. I watch Hudson’s face morph into an intense mask of pleasure and it ramps me up. I just came less than five minutes ago, but I feel another orgasm tingling in my balls. “Fuck, Callum. You wanna swallow me down, baby? Want my cum down your throat?”

Since my mouth is full of dick, I just maintain eye contact and slide my mouth down, sucking hard. “Cal …” he gasps as his hot release fills my mouth. Closing my lips, I swallow quickly, making sure I don’t waste a drop. His salty taste goes down easily, and I suck harder, trying to get more.

When Hudson shudders and pulls at my hair, I ease his dick from my mouth. I climb up his body and plant my lips on his, thrusting my tongue into his mouth. Hudson groans, sliding his arms around me and holding me tight.

Hudson pulls away and lays his head back on the floor, chuckling softly. “Well, next time, we’ll have to use the bed.”

I laugh with him, laying my head on his chest. “You have to get cleaned up. You have cum in your beard.”

“True. But you can always replace it tonight,” Hudson says, kissing the top of my head.

Stifling a moan, I get up and help him to his feet. We walk to the bathroom to clean our faces and I’m about to joke with Hudson about him missing a spot when there’s a knock on the door. “Probably John,” he says, heading for the door.

“No.” I stop him and blush. “You have…come in your beard. Finish cleaning up. I’ll get it.”

Walking to the door, I see a thin man with almost jet-black hair and piercing blue eyes waiting. Of course, I don’t know him, but I figure it’s one of Hudson’s friends. “Hi,” I say when I slide the door open. The man steps past me, scanning the room with searching eyes. “Can I help you?” I ask, not unkindly. I don’t want to upset any of Hudson’s friends, but him walking around uninvited is a little rude.

“This is supposed to be Hudson’s villa,” the man replies, still peering around.

“Uh …” I slide the door shut and move around in front of the bedroom door before he tries to barrel in there. “It is. I’m his … boyfriend. Callum.” I hope this guy didn’t notice my hesitance. It’s not that I don’t want to really be Hudson’s boyfriend—we agreed to pretend. My urge to protect my heart may have fucked any opportunity to have the man of my dreams.

The man gapes at me, eyes roaming over my body. In an incredulous voice, he asks, “You?”

Okay, now he’s being an ass. This must be Hudson’s ex.I make a show of looking around. When I meet his eyes again, I see his took on a hard glint. I smile widely at him. “Yep. Me. Did you need something?”

He runs a hand through his hair and I wonder why he’s here. Did he think Hudson was lying about having a boyfriend? Did he want Hudson to pine over him? “Can you tell him?—”

“Henry,” I hear behind me and Hudson slides his arm around my chest to pull me against him.

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