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CAROLINE
Being around Hudson is easy. It’s effortless to lose myself in our conversation. He’s funny, charming, and sexy.
We hadn’t really discussed… whatever line we crossed, and we needed to at least bring it up, yet for the entire dinner, all I could think about was how hot this man is. I mean, who looks that good eating spaghetti?
Every time he’d pick his beer up and bring it to his lips, the muscles in his arm would ripple.
Actuallyripple.
And, well… it turns out my vagina is a fickle bitch, which led us here.
His arms tight around my waist, his lips merely centimeters from mine, my breasts smashed against his wide chest as we stand in the neck-deep water.
Not the position we need to be in if we’re going to lay down rules to whatever this is between us, but god, the mouth on this man.
It’s crass and filthy, and it only makes me want him more.
“Yeah? The first time wasn’t very memorable, so you’ll have to remind me,” I taunt. I love how he responds to my teasing, giving me back a dose of my own medicine every time. Water sloshes around us as my arms slide around his broad shoulders, and I lift myself higher, then wrap my legs around his strong waist.
Before I even finish speaking, he flexes his hips, and his cock brushes against my center, inciting a moan before I can stop it. Our bare skin brushing together makes this feel even more forbidden.
“I suggest you stop with the taunting before I fuck the shit out of you right here in this pool, Bubblegum. And that doesn’t help with the conversation we need to have, now does it?”
My legs tighten around his hips in an attempt to quell the ache he’s awoken between my thighs.
“No, it doesn’t,” I mumble, then move my hips again, rocking against him once more, unable to stop myself. “We have to talk about it, Hudson… At least lay some ground rules.”
He hisses when the blunt head of his hard cock brushes against my aching clit. Gasping at the sensation, I squeeze my eyes shut and toss my head back, my limbs loosening in pleasure.
I could come like this, so, so easily. It’s always easy with him.
“Talk now. Lay your rules out so I can bury my face in your pussy and eat you until you come on my face.”
Another swivel of his hips has me panting. If we weren’t in the pool, already soaked, he’d feel how wet I am for him.
“Caroline.Now.”
“Okay, okay,” I breathe and let go of his shoulders and drop my legs, then turn to swim to the shallow end.
I can’t think straight with his hands on me, and we have to discuss this. Now that we’ve started again, we can’t keep our hands off each other. And therein lies the problem.
Hudson Rome is dangerous, in every way possible.
“I need you to stay over there,” I say breathlessly.
I’m still clenching my thighs together as I sit on the concrete step, a shiver racking my body. I can’t decipher whether it’s the cooler air hitting my exposed shoulders or if it’s the lingering effect of his hands on my body.
He’s in the shallow end now too, a few feet away, wearing a smirk that I want to kiss right off his ridiculously handsome face. His gaze is hungry, and I feel it directly between my thighs. Water clings to his skin, glistening, beckoning for my tongue to lick every drop all up.
Because he’s so tall, the water only reaches his waist, revealing his six-pack… or eight-pack? Can someone have more than an eight-pack because I think he might.
Ten-pack.
I knew he was fit—I mean, he is a professional hockey player, but my god. The sharp V at his hips disappearing beneath the surface of the water has my mouth watering, and it’s taking every bit of my self-control not to close the distance between us and finish what we started. There’s a line of soft, dark hair that leads lower, and I make a mental note to follow that trail to what I know is beyond the water.
“Caroline,” he rasps, his heavy-lidded eyes capturing mine. “Gonna need you to stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” I squeak.
