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“Scarlett.”
His voice stops all logic flowing to my brain. It’s low and black velvet and full of the sort of promises that are adults only.
I look at him.
And he smiles.
It’s slow and hot and predatory and I’m melting.
Hudson’s arm slides about me and he kisses me.
This kiss is hard, and it steals breath and bones and replaces it all with fire and liquid need. I’m slammed up against the door and it’s a carnal feast and I’m absolutely ravenous.
He makes his way down my throat as his free hand slides up my thigh. “Are you sure?”
I suck in a gasping breath, my fingers tangled in his hair. “Yes!”
And through the trousers I’m wearing he slides against the juncture there, up against my pussy and I’m hot everywhere and throbbing, and I push into those questing fingers, just to back myself up.
“This could complicate things.”
Why is he talking? I’m not here to talk. “Or make them more believable.”
“You have a point.” And his teeth sink lightly into the sensitive skin at the top of my breast, through my shirt and I’m sure my eyes roll back in my head at the exquisite bolt of desire it sends ricocheting through my flesh. Right to my clit.
“Of course I have a point,” I say, grabbing his head and pulling it up and kissing him with everything I am. His mouth opens and is just as nakedly sexual, the need in him just as raw and wild as the need that courses through me.
I push him back and he lets me. I know he does. It’s the only reason I can do that. I’m beyond trying to work out how this Hudson fits with the Hudson who wears a suit and lines up all his ducks with the precision of a general, only that it does. Too well.
I push him and I push him again until I have him back against the wall to the right. I’m not paying attention to anything but him, and things clatter to the ground. His eyes glitter with hunger as he watches and waits and I move in.
“You talk too much, Hudson,” I say, sliding my hands down over his chest, pushing one under the T-shirt, and fuck if his skin isn’t like hot silk over steel. I wonder if it’s like that everywhere, and I intend to find out, especially that package that strains against his jeans.
“I do?”
“Yes.” I wonder how his cock looks, how it tastes, and I know I want it in my mouth, in my pussy. I want to just be consumed by him. Invaded.
“That’s rich.”
“Excuse me?” I trail my other hand lower, over the buttons of his jeans and oh, yes, there he is. Hard. Hot. Big. He’s so big and that’s all for me.
He grabs my hand and holds it there. “You accusing me of talking too much. I can barely get you to shut up.” There’s no rancor in his tone, only heat and hunger. “You better know what you want, Scarlett.”
“You.” The word is immediate. True. “All of you. Now.”
He kisses me again, keeping my hand against his hard cock, and this time the kiss is deceptively soft. But the vibration of dark hunger that’s there turns my temperature all the way up. “We should get started.”
We’re walking, or he’s guiding me to something. A soft ding tells me it’s an elevator and then we’re in it. If I wasn’t so consumed by lust and need and desire I’d be floored by the fact he has an elevator in his home. But right now, I’m only floored by him.
Hudson is looking at me, and somehow, just by us standing there, not even kissing now, looking at each other, my hand held against his cock by his, it’s the most erotic and charged moment of my life.
When the elevator dings again, he lifts my hand away and brings it to his mouth and he deliberately sucks my thumb, biting down on the pad, sending a jolt of pure erotic energy through me, and then he leads me out, smart lighting blooming as we go.
My hand is in his now, and he takes me down the wide hall with art on the wall that I don’t even bother to look at. There are doors leading off each side but at the end of the short hall we come to a wide-open door.
This time, he reaches out and does something just inside the door and the lighting comes on at his touch.
Hudson turns to me. “Last chance.”
