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“Hudson!” I scream, already wrecked by this man, hips straying greedily towards his mouth.

He blows on my swollen pearl, wresting a surprised gasp from me. “God, Hadleigh, you’re my new favorite fucking flavor. I could spend all night eating you out, and it would never be enough.”

He licks my folds from ass to clit, and I see stars. He buries his tongue in my pussy as I squirm and pant, so close to exploding, I don’t know what to do.

Do I hold back, squeezing my muscles? Should I let go and see what happens?

Returning his attention to my clit, his left-hand finger slides back and forth through my folds, penetrating me a little deeper with each pass until his finger finds the rough spot at the front of my pussy.

“Come for me,” Hudson growls, deciding for me.

I relax into him, melting as he strokes me thoroughly and demandingly. I ride his face and hand unrepentantly, opening up to him, surrendering everything until I drench his beard and palm, and he screams my name, body quaking.

Chapter Nine

HUDSON

Smiling like I won the lottery, I lean forward groaning, “Taste what a naughty girl you are.” My lips capture hers, my beard and tongue still wet with her musky flavor. “You squirted for me, Hadleigh. Fuck, I love it.”

“I what?” she asks, eyes rounding.

“You covered me in your cum. I love it,” I say, pulling back to admire her heart-shaped face with her adorable cleft chin and perfectly chiseled pink lips, so plump and swollen from my kisses.

The blonde shakes her head, caught on the edge of a sob. “I didn’t know sex could be like this, so overwhelming, so all-encompassing.” She covers her face with her hands.

“What’s wrong, Hot Stuff?” I ask, stroking her hair.

Peeking between her fingers, Hadleigh says, “You make me feel completely out of control. Like I can’t stop my body.”

“Good,” I say, leaning down to meet her brown-sugar eyes. “That’s how it’s supposed to be because my body belongs to you now, and yours belongs to me. Believe me, you’ll make me feel just as out of control. But I’ll surrender to you, Hadleigh, because I have to. It’s the only way to be happy.”

Her brows knit. “The only way to be happy … What do you mean?”

I swallow hard, my breath coming faster.Am I really about to admit this to her?Old enough to know the only real regrets come from missed opportunities, I level my gaze on her.

Stroking her jawline gently, I say, “From the moment I saw you walking through the parking lot of my tattoo parlor, I knew you were mine. I could feel it to the depths of my soul. I don’t know how to explain it, and I don’t know if you’ll ever feel the same way, but yeah. I have no choice with you. You own me, body and soul.”

Her eyes sparkle with emotion. She whispers, “It’s the same for me. I need you in places so deep I don’t even know how to describe them.”

“Thank God,” I whisper, capturing her lips. The world could crumble around us, and I couldn’t care less, sucked into this moment with this woman.

“I mean, I told you I want you to breed me. What in the hell is wrong with me?” she says shakily.

“That was the single, hottest fucking confession I’ve ever heard, Hadleigh. You have no idea what those words from your sexy as fuck mouth did to my body. While we’re on the subject of self-control, you want the truth?” I ask, raising my eyebrows.

She nods, dropping her hands and staring at me.

“Your fucking pussy in my mouth, your body coming undone around my fingers and my tongue, your breeding confession turning and twisting in my mind, made me come in my goddamn pants. I haven’t done shit like that since high school.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“Fuck,” she sighs raggedly. “You out of control for me? It’s so damn hot.”

“You’ve got your wish.” My voice sounds raw as I lay myself before her, vulnerable and unguarded. Seizing her hips, I slide her wet pussy tightly against my rock-hard ridge, desperate to claim her. “This has never happened before to me, Hadleigh. Ever. All I know is I need to protect you and make you happy with every cell in my body, every part of my being for the rest of my life.That’swhy I followed you into the river.”

Her hand comes up, stroking my beard. “Never in my wildest dreams did I think a man like you exists … at least, not for a girl like me.”

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