Page 75 of Wilde's End
“Considering the way you’re destroying all our homes, don’t bank on it.”
“If that’s the case …” He gets close enough to drop his voice. “Why do you have a soft spot for me?”
“You’re confusing a horny need to shut you up with being soft.”
“I don’t think I am.” Hudson settles within a foot of me, eyes roaming my face. “Do you ever shave off that filthy beard?”
“No.”
“Clean it up, at least?”
“No.” The most I do is messily trim it when it gets too long. “I noticed you shaved your balls.”
His whole face lights up. “Waxed. And I knew you were checking me out.”
“Bit hard not to when you’re putting on a display.” My lips are burning with another question. “Is that the only place you wax?”
“Nope.” He grins. “Ask me where.”
“Where?”
“My chest and stomach. Men like a smooth surface to play on.”
“Not me.”
“Haven’t heard you complain yet.”
If he gets any closer, he’ll feel how hard he’s made me, so I keep those few inches of distance in place. It doesn’t matter though. Hudson’s steady gaze has tension wrapping around us like thick humidity before a summer storm.
“Your hair could use a trim too.” He reaches out, fingers tipping into the hairline above my ear before I snatch his wrist in my grip.
“Was Ziggy all you came here for?”
“Yes.” His voice dips lower, hand dropping until I release him from my grip. “But he’s not why I want to stay.”
The clear plea for sex makes my pulse inch higher. Fuck, it’s ridiculous how much I want it. How he can infuriate me and leave me desperate for more. It’s been two weeks since we fucked. Normally, I go a whole month without getting off with another person, and it isn’t an issue. Now, we’ve done it twice in two weeks, and I know, without a doubt, that I can’t wait another two weeks to be in Wayward again.
Hudson’s making me insatiable.
“Why do you want to stay?” I push him.
“Because you’re fantastic fucking company.”
“Liar.”
He laughs again, the small type of laugh that gives his lips purpose. “I haven’t seen you all week.”
“I know.”
“It pissed me off.”
“You? Angry? I’m shocked.”
“I left my window open and everything.”
I have no way of knowing if he’s telling the truth or playing with me. “You’ll let all the bugs in.”
“Not what I was hoping to catch.”
