Page 35 of Make Me Swoon

He laughs, taking the fudge from me and we double back to his car, dropping it off before we head down the street in search of a restaurant that isn’t packed.

“How about tacos?” I ask, nodding to the restaurant with the sombreros hanging in the windows.

“Sounds good.”

We cross the road and Hudson puts our name in with the hostess. It doesn’t take long for us to be seated, and I smile as I look around at the brightly colored tables.

We both order the enchilada plate and a margarita, and I lean back in my seat.

“Thanks for bringing me here. I had a lot of fun,” I say and he grins.

“Me too. Just remember that later tonight when you can’t sleep from all of the sugar,” he jokes.

“Maybe I won’t be able to sleep for another reason,” I whisper back and Hudson grins as he leans over the table and kisses me.

Our food gets delivered a few moments later and we both dig in, talking about the festival and our upcoming weeks. He tells me about his friends that are visiting next weekend. They’re all chefs too with their own restaurants and we talk about their specialties and where they work. They all seem to be in New York but in different boroughs.

Hudson pays and we head back to Destiny Falls. He parks next to my Jeep and I smile as I unbuckle.

“Want to come up? I can make us dinner in a few hours.”

“Sure,” he says, hopping out.

“Would you rather have a frozen TV dinner or some cereal?” I ask and he groans, his head tipping back as he drapes his arm around my shoulders.

“I’ll figure something out. You have to eat better than that,” he says and I shrug as I unlock my apartment door and head inside.

I set the boxes of fudge down on the kitchen counter and turn to face him.

“Are you hungry now?” I ask.

“Not for food,” he says, caging me in against the kitchen counter.

I grin, pushing my body into his until I can feel every ridge and sculpted muscle through both of our clothes.

“Want to see my bedroom?”

“I’ve been wondering what it looks like,” he murmurs as he leans down, nuzzling my neck.

He steps back and I take his hand, leading him down the short hallway to my bedroom. My bedroom is pretty bare. There is only a full-size bed with mismatched pillows and sheets and a small chest of drawers. I don’t even have a headboard for the bed, just the frame and mattress, but I didn’t think that I was staying for very long, so I never bothered to furnish it.

There’s a small pile of dirty clothes in the corner since I haven’t had a chance to bring it to the Mystery Cabin to do laundry.

“It’s kind of messy,” I say apologetically, but he just smiles.

“I like it.”

His hands grab my hips and he pulls me into him. I can feel his dick starting to swell against my thigh and I can’t help but rub against it.

I feel wanton and desired as his cock hardens even more. I shift so that the thick ridge is between my legs and I can’t help but moan. It feels so good, so hard.

His head dips, his warm breath hitting my face and my eyelids flutter shut as his lips land on mine.

My heart is racing and as my hands rub up his chest, I can feel that his heart is beating out of control too. My fingers climb higher and I run my fingers over his collarbone, memorizing every line of his body as I go.

Hudson backs me up a step and I go willingly. The sunlight is shining through the bedroom window and I like that I can see all of him this time.

My fingers trace along his jawline and he pulls away, staring down at me. I trace around his ear, my fingers tangling in his dark locks, toying with the long strands.

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