Page 37 of Make Me Swoon

I reach behind me, grabbing his dick and lining it up with my opening as I slowly sink down, taking him into my body inch by delicious inch.

“Fuck,” he hisses out as I slowly sink down until he’s fully seated inside of me. “You’re so wet. So fucking hot.”

I grin at him, resting my hands on his chest as I slowly roll my hips. We both moan with every rock of my hips, every in and out, every push and pull of his cock inside of my snug channel.

His hands go to my ass, groping the globes, using them to pull me down harder onto him. I pant as I grind against him and he leans up, sucking one of my tits into his mouth.

He takes over, thrusting up from beneath me as our mouths fuse together and I can feel myself starting to splinter apart around him as the pressure inside of me builds.

He hits a certain spot deep inside of me and that’s all it takes to send me flying over the edge of the cliff into oblivion.

Hudson’s brow furrows in concentration as he grips my hips and drives into me in perfect precision.

Seeing him like that is intoxicating, and I can’t look away as he finds his own release inside of me.

If I wasn’t in love with him before, I sure am now.

TWELVE

I shove the last bite of cereal into my mouth, rinsing the bowl out and leaving it in the sink to wash later as I finish getting ready to head to work.

I’m a little early to leave for work but I don’t have anything else to do at my apartment, so I head out.

There’s a new note under my windshield wiper and I grin as I grab it. I think it’s adorable that Hudson still leaves me messages even though he has my phone number now. He still asks me out at the end of every one or if we’ve already made plans, then he asks what I want to eat or where I want to go. I like him surprising me so I always leave that part up for him to decide.

I open the gift shop door and am immediately greeted with the sounds of Sutton and Stan’s latest argument.

“We can form new relationships with better vendors,” Sutton says and I’m guessing that she’s arguing with Stan in his office.

The Mystery Cabin isn’t open yet and it’s been like this for the last few days as they try to plan for the upcoming promotions and order new merchandise for the gift shop. Yesterday I came in to hear them fighting about the website. Eventually Stan gave in and let her hire someone to spruce it up a bit since the other one looked like it was made in the nineties. Probably because it was.

“But we’ve had these vendors for years,” Stan argues back, sounding annoyed.

“And they’re ripping us off! We could get better quality for cheaper at any of these sites.”

I can hear some papers rustling and I set my purse down under the counter, smiling when Bandit and Teller come through the gift shop door.

“Morning,” I tell him as I bend over to pet Bandit.

“Morning! Are they still going at it?” he asks me and I nod.

“Looks like it.”

He shakes his head, setting down his toolbox on the counter.

“We can try them,” Stan relents and Teller smiles, happy that his girlfriend won the argument.

“I think the new shirts came in yesterday. Want me to grab them for you out of the storage closet?” Teller asks and I nod.

“Yeah, that would be great.”

He nods and heads over to the closet to grab the boxes for me. I decide to grab some coffee and make my way down the hallway and into the kitchen.

“Are you making a new pot?” Stan asks, coming in as I close the filter lid and hit start.

“Yeah, you want some more?”

He grunts out yes and I smile as I lean against the counter and listen as the coffee starts to brew.

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