Page 61 of Summer Love

"So do it," I said, not quite recognizing the huskiness in my voice.

He raised a brow at the challenge, but he complied, licking me.

I bit down hard on my lower lip.

He briefly pulled back. "I want to find out what you like. What makes you hot."

"You're on the right track," I taunted, silently pleading with him to continue.

Being with Hudson was fun. That wasn't something I'd experienced with a man before. I enjoyed his company, and I wanted his hands all over my body.

I quickly got lost in the sensations. His mouth and fingers worked in tandem to bring me to the brink. I flopped down on my back in frustration.

Hudson chuckled, knowing exactly what he was doing to me. Then he moved up my body, kissing my stomach, sucking on a nipple, and finally kissing me.

I moaned when I tasted myself on his lips. It was erotic yet intimate. I loved being with him this way. After weeks of watching him use his body to move large objects, manipulate tools to his bidding, I was ready for him to use those skills on me.

He was nothing like the men I'd dated in college and later in the workforce. He used his body and mind to build his business, and I loved feeling his rough fingers ghosting over my body, teasing. "Please, Hudson. I need you."

He broke away for a few seconds, reaching for a condom in his nightstand.

"When you ask so nicely—" He broke off as the tip of his cock eased inside.

I squeezed my eyes shut. He felt just as good as he had last night.

He stilled, his hands braced on either side of me. "Elena, look at me."

I reluctantly opened my eyes, knowing that I'd closed them because something was happening between us. Something I'd never experienced before. I felt closer to him, more vulnerable.

When my gaze met his, he moved, each stroke hitting that spot inside of me, the one that made me wild.

But he was patient, slowly driving us up, but not letting me fall over. Sweat beaded on my forehead. "Hudson."

"You need something, baby?"

I let out a breath at this endearment. "I just need you."

He shifted his weight so that he hit my G-spot at a different angle and used his thumb to circle my clit. I went off like a rocket, and he moved inside me with more force, chasing his orgasm. And when he went over, he let his entire weight press against me.

I felt protected, safe.

He dropped his forehead to mine. "That was indescribable."

There was this sensation in my chest; it felt a little like a balloon blowing up within the cavity. It was threatening to pop, and I wasn't sure what would happen if it did.

Finally, he rolled to his side, giving me an affectionate smile. "First, shower and then breakfast."

I groaned. "If we show up together, she's going to know what we were doing."

Hudson got out of bed, not bothering to cover up, chuckling. "I'm fairly sure she already knows. She's sharp."

I covered my face. "Ugh. She's never going to let me live it down."

"I think she'll be happy for you," Hudson said softly.

He was right. This was so much more than a quick hook-up. This thing between us had been building for a while.

He tugged me off the bed and led me over to the bathroom. "Come on. I need you to protect me from the big bad ladies at the senior center."

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