Page 191 of Slap Shot
“I like that you need me.” Hudson licks my pussy, and watching him run his tongue along the edge of the toy so he can taste me is mind-blowing. “So fucking sweet.”
His words, combined with the pressure inside me and the weight of his tongue against me, is what sends me over the edge.
My entire body reacts, and I cry out, holding his head in place so he doesn’t stop too soon. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had, and I swear my vision goes fuzzy when he keeps the toy inside me.
Tears roll down my cheeks, but I circle my hips. I chase the friction and high until I’m totally spent, and when he finally clicks the vibrator off, relief and contentment floods my bones.
“Oh my god.” I groan and try to straighten out my legs, but everything is heavy and aching.
“Are you doing okay?” Hudson rubs his thumb along my hip bone, and I glance down at him. “Was it too much?”
“It was perfect.”
Everything with him is perfect. It always is.
His cheeks are red, and he’s still staring between my legs. “You—” He licks his lips and grins. “You squirted a little when you came. I didn’t know if that… did that feel good?”
“I did?” I touch the sheets under my ass and cover my face with my hands. “Oh my god. I’ve never done that before. I’m sorry. That’s?—”
“The hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” he finishes for me. “Look at me, Maddie.”
When I lower my hands, he’s smiling from ear to ear with messy hair and a mark on his neck.
“Hi,” I whisper.
“Hey, pretty girl.” Hudson kisses my thigh then sits up on his knees. “Don’t be embarrassed. That was a first for me, and we’re going to find out how to make you do it again. I liked it.”
“I liked it too.” I swallow and lick my lips. My attention moves to the front of his red briefs and his hard cock straining against the fabric. “Stand up, Hudson.”
He tosses the toy on the mattress and does so without a second thought. He stretches out his legs and looks at me. “What next, sweetheart?”
Take off your underwear,” I tell him, and his mouth quirks up.
“Yes, chef,” he tells me, then he hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his briefs. Shoves them down his thighs and kicks them away. “Want me to get on my knees and beg?”
“No.” I scoot to the end of the bed and stand. “But I’m going to.”
His laugh is sweet, and when I kneel in front of him, he touches my chin. “You don’t have to.”
“And if I want to?”
“Then suck away, Mads. But I’m going to stop you before I come. While I love to watch you swallow, that’s not where I’m finishing tonight.”
I grin. “Fine by me.”
I kiss his stomach and tilt my head to take the head of his cock in my mouth. Salty pre-cum leaks on my tongue, and I hollow out my cheeks so I can put more of his length in my mouth.
I love how well we know each other’s bodies now. I love how we can read body language and know what each sound means. From the way he’s panting, Hudson islovingthis.
“Goddamn.” Hudson cups my cheek and groans. “You’re too good at this.”
I never used to like giving head, but I like to give it to Hudson. I like watching his thighs flex and his hips buck when I drag my tongue up his shaft. I grip the base of his cock and stroke him up and down, smiling against him when he hisses.
I pop him out of my mouth and spit on his head, using the saliva to help jerk him off.
“Look how hard you are,” I say, and I trace one of his veins. “I’ve barely touched you.”
“I could’ve finished just watching you come.” He whimpers when I take him in my mouth again. “It doesn’t take much when it comes to you.”
