My dick hardened beneath my jeans and my blood heated.
“Merry Naughty Christmas to me.”
She chuckled and pressed her hand to my cheek, turning me to face her. “I know it’s cliche.”
“There is nothing cliche about this get-up. I’m already hard imagining you in it.”
“Like I was saying… you have everything you want, and I know you can afford to buy anything else you decide you want in the future and since I don’t have that kind of budget, I wanted to give you something more special.”
I draped the lingerie top into her lap. “Well, this’ll do it.”
“Well, when I gave you me and told you I loved you for the first time, I wanted to make sure it was memorable.”
“You… what?”
I blinked. Did it again right as a rush of arousal punched down my spine. My already hard dick hardened further. There had to be nothing sexier than a woman who had been loved by so few people, had loved so few people, finding the courage to say those words out loud.
And God, it was sexy as hell. Much better than the lingerie, as hot as it was.
“I love you, Hudson. And I wanted you to know that. I’m sorry it’s taken so long to say it back.”
“There was never a timeline.”
I smashed my mouth to hers, crunching the box between us as I did it, pushing her back and twisting until she was laid out on my couch beneath me. The sharp corners of the box dug into my stomach and I tossed it to the side.
Who gave a shit about lingerie when the woman I loved finally admitted to loving me back, so much sooner than I anticipated or expected.
“Hudson.” She gasped against my mouth and clung to my shoulders, shifting until I could fall between her opened thighs. “I love you. I love you so much.”
“Same,” I grunted, rolling my hips against her center. “Now, we’re going to go into that room. You’re going to put that fancy little get-up on, and I am going to show you exactly how much you mean to me.”
She turned her head toward the tree. “What about my gifts?”
I rocked into her until she groaned with pleasure and her eyelids fluttered close. “I’ve got your present right here, woman. Now get.”
She laughed against my mouth but slid out from beneath me, whipping up her sexy little nightie set as she clamored to her feet.
And when I met her in my room a few minutes later after giving her time to change, I found her spread out on my bed, looking every bit like the sexiest and naughtiest Mrs. Claus I could have ever imagined.
I took my time, showing her exactly how much I fucking adored her and her sexy little show.
Then after, I ripped it off and showed her how much I loved her, possibly even more, when she was wearing nothing at all.
30
Hudson
Adull buzz followed by the phone vibrating against my nightstand woke me up. Peeling open my eyes, I first inhaled the scent of Lilly’s shampoo. Her head was resting on my chest, her body pressed to my length. I had one arm curled behind her with my hand resting on the dip of her side above her hip.
She breathed slowly and deeply, not waking at all while I reached to silent the phone buzzing and vibrating for another round.
I grabbed my phone, intent on answering it when I noticed it hadn’t been a phone call but a text.
Charlotte.
She lived with us for two years until her mom successfully completed rehab. The mom had fallen into prescription pain pills to ease the loss of her husband, who died during an accident at a manufacturing plant. It didn’t help he’d been drunk at the time and injured three others.
She became good friends with Melissa and kept in touch. I hadn’t seen her since the funeral.
