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What that makes me I’m not sure, but I’m getting off track. I’m trying to find a way to give him the right words and to save my brother and get my money.
But as I’ve said, it’s more than that. It’s also for him. If this falls to pieces now, no one gets what they want, including Hudson and…I promised I’d help.
I pull back but his hand comes up from my cheek to my hair and he holds me there, right in kissing distance and I can see the stubble that’s starting to form, feel the warmth of his breath on my lips as he looks at me.
“Here’s the thing. I like you, Scarlett. I’m not in the habit of fucking women I don’t like on some level. But you can’t use that. Others have tried and failed. Others with way more…experience than you.”
I narrow my eyes. “By experience, I’m assuming you mean they’re more talented.”
“Did I say that?”
“You didn’t have to.”
He half smiles, drawing me back in, “Not what I meant at all. I meant…actually, it doesn’t matter, because games and manipulation and seduction, they aren’t going to work on me. I told you. Love doesn’t exist. And passion and need and attraction are physical things to be either ignored or indulged in. I can go either way.” His gaze drops now, to my lips. “No matter how difficult ignoring that can sometimes be.”
His words make my stomach somersault and I almost blurt out everything, but I grab hold of myself and pull back from that dangerous edge. “We can make this work.”
“You lied.”
“So I don’t live here, as I said—”
“I need to trust you in everything going forward, Scarlett. I told you that. Going in circles is a waste of my time.”
I know what the answer is, but it’s just as dangerous as that precipice, that edge.
“You’re right. I don’t want to waste my time, either. Hudson, we need to up the ante.”
“That’s what I said.”
I slide up and onto his lap and that hard on is there as I straddle him, half surprised he’s letting me do it, and half drunk on the whole bold move.
“What are you doing?”
I take his face in both hands, that strong, lean, gorgeous face. “What do you think? I’m upping the ante.”
“Or taking it down.”
I push against him and he half groans, his hand in my hair tightening as his other one comes up to my waist to hold me there, pressed in against him.
“Or maybe you’re just playing a dangerous game.”
“We’ve already had sex, Hudson, so we should use that.”
“And fuck now? Your ante is all over the place.”
“And your cock is hard.”
“Physical reaction, like I said. I’m attracted to you.” He moves his hand down to my throat and half circles it, his thumb teasing against my carotid artery. “What are you up to?”
“I’m saying we use this. Use it, this attraction, when we’re out, when we’re in the meeting, we can make this happen and…” I take a breath. “You’ll be okay.”
I’m babbling and I know it, and this time, when I kiss him to buy myself time, he kisses me back and all thought goes south.
It’s a powerhouse of a kiss, and the moment our tongues touch, the gentleness in how I began is gone, and it’s electrifying hunger. It burned in my veins and the kiss is pure sex, need, desire. All dark and wild, a storm that’s just him and me and we both know where it goes.
He takes over, his fingers sliding through my hair, back to my throat, and then down, over my breast, lingering, and he uses his other to bring me into tight, hard contact with his erection. And I throb with need. It’s a pressure within, tightly coiled, full of desire that knows what he can do, and I can’t help myself. I rub against him, and I know I’m getting wet.
My hands are in his hair and I’m kissing him with everything I am. All of it. Like I can come just from this.
