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His face twists in what would look to be pain as he spasms inside me. His jaw unhinging as he climaxes and rides me until he comes down.

You’d think he’d be exhausted, but he swings his leg off the bike and wraps his arm around my waist. “Sit on the side and spread your legs.”

A raspy chuckle forms from my lips because Hudson’s tall frame haunches down and clasps my knees with his hands, helping me do just that. “Our food is getting cold.”

“I’ll buy you new food,” he replies, clearly unconcerned about eating actual sustenance. His thumb grazes my tender clit before his lips clasp over it and begins licking my core.

“God, Hudson,” I mewl, fingers racking through his hair. “You’re going to kill me.”

“Not yet, baby. But I will later.”

I love when he speaks like that. As though he’s unable to reach the capacity of how much he desires me. That I’m spread before him as he sucks and licks me, demanding another orgasm that’s only his.

It definitely doesn’t take long for him to get me there. The sight of such a big man between my thighs, going down on me like I’m a queen at his altar. His shoulders bow and move, flexing his strength as he eats me out on top of his bike, which I always believed was like their special shit you don’t touch for a man.

Yet Hudson definitely doesn’t seem to care and he sure as hell makes sure that my climax is legendary when I come down again. He holds my thighs, ignoring my gasps of him slowing down because I feel as though I’m going to pass out and collapse on the floor.

And when his name is on my lips, he shoves two fingers inside me and sends me tumbling all over again.

When I’m spent and cowered over, Hudson stands and helps me down. His arm wraps around my back and I can’t help but lay my cheek on his chest to catch my breath. A warm chuckle rumbles from his chest as if he’s pleased with himself and I can’t even give him shit for it even if I tried.

“You got enough energy to eat?”

“Barely,” I reply, encasing my arms around his waist. “I need to be spoon-fed.”

“Then let me make you something better than Taco Hell.”

I raise my chin to look up at him. “You can cook?”

“And clean. But I have you to do that for me, don’t I?”

I roll my eyes, gaining another laugh from him as he guides me into the house with my discarded Taco Bell promptly thrown in the trash.

twenty-one

. . .

LIV

I wake up against something hard and warm. The soft thudding of a heart fills my ears as I snuggle closer to it, not wanting to move or wake up from this place.

However, I have to work today I can’t stay here forever.

Plus, I’m crushing Hudson under my weight because he demanded I lay on top of him when we got lost in some movie on Netflix before I fell asleep.

Hudson must feel me awake or knows based on my breathing because he hums, a deep and delicious tone making my skin tingle in earnest. “Spread those legs and straddle me, baby, then I’ll make you breakfast.”

“I can’t,” I retort with a smile and a little whine. “My boss is a hard ass and I have to work today.”

“Fuck your boss…” His hand palms my butt and begins kneading it. “Literally.”

I smile at the fact that he can’t get enough but there’s a pinging in the back of my head that knows this is temporary.

It’s not going to last.

Hudson is going to get tired of me and the more we do this, the more awkward it’s going to be.

And I need this job.

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