Page 150 of Roughing It

Heat sets all my nerves alight. I’m a throbbing, needy mess. But I’m still in charge. It just happens we want the same thing. With a sigh of relief, I lower myself, zero concern about smothering him. Hudson’s made it clear: if I don’t sit, he will quit.

Hudson’s tongue delves into my pussy, licking at me as though he’s a man dying of thirst in the desert who stumbled into a watery oasis. His tongue flicks over my clit, and I grind against his face, circling my hips as he sucks, licks, and pleasures me. Through my lust-filled haze, I recognize the telltale sound of creaking wood as he strains against his restraints. It’s incredible, the way this man shows his love. Hudson knows what I like, the places to suck, nip, and lick for ultimate satisfaction. It isn’t long beforeI’mgripping the headboard to steady myself as the first waves surge through me. He hums and rolls his tongue, and that’s it. I’m out. My orgasm charges through my body and onto his lips. I throw my head back as I pant his name.

I crumple, my limbs like putty, melting into the bed next to him as we both catch our breath. I smooth his hair and gently trace his face before undoing the knots and massaging his wrists, forearms, and shoulders.

“Change of plans?”

“Yep. I need your hands on me.”

He raises one eyebrow.

“I want you on top of me, in me.” I want our bodies locked together, his lips on my skin.

Hudson chuckles. “You’re in charge.” With that, he pounces forward, forcing me back and pinning my body beneath his. He kisses me, his tongue twisting with mine, the taste of myself fresh on his lips. I moan around his mouth; I love when he kisses me after making me come that way.

“Next time, I’ll tie you up, but I’m going to knot you fromshoulder to thighs. You look so beautiful when you’re bound for me,” he mutters, his lips burning a trail down my neck.

“Yes.” I take his hands, leading them over the peaks and valleys of my body. His calloused touch electrifies my senses, and when he adds his mouth to the mix, snagging a nipple in his teeth, I can’t help but writhe beneath him. He teases me for a moment more before breaking away and moving to kneel between my legs, splaying me out wide. He sits on his heels, his eyes tracing me before locking onto my center.

“Do you have any idea how you look, spread open like this?”

“Do you like it?” I ask, my voice raspy and low.

“Yes, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” Hudson takes one of my legs and brings it to his shoulder, kissing my ankle. The other he wraps around his hip. Then, without another word, he plunges into me. My eyes close, and I mewl in delight as Hudson pounds into me. His teeth graze my ankle, and his fingers dig into my calf and thigh. “It feels so fucking good when you take my cock like the goddess you are.”

A strangled plea slips from my lips. A hedonistic battle cry formore,harder.

He obeys my command, placing his hands on my hips, pulling me against him, relentless in his goal of bringing us both pleasure. Fuck, he’s handsome. A living god. His muscles flex, his eyes close, and his jaw tenses as he pounds into me. I bring my hand to my clit, tracing circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves.

“Please.”

Hudson’s eyes snap open, and he bats my hand away, his thumb applying the steady pressure I need. All the while, he never breaks his thunderous pace. His glittering green eyes fasten on mine, and the intimacy of the moment proves to bemy undoing. A lifetime flashes in those eyes—my lifetime with him.

I scream his name, and my pussy clenches around his cock. My entire body trembles, goosebumps erupt on my flesh, but he continues thrusting into me, working me through my orgasm. A moment later, he pants my name, and the thick, hot burst of his cum rushes into me.

Hudson collapses on top of me, our bodies still joined, my pussy pulsing around his cock. His weight is like my favorite weighted blanket, settling deep in my bones. I kiss his forehead; the salty-sweet sweat he worked up during our lovemaking tingles on my tongue. Content, spent, and limp, I tangle my fingers in his hair, massaging his scalp as he lies on top of me, panting.

“I love you, Bear. So much.”

“Not as much as I love you, Spitfire.”

I pinch his nipple. “That’s not true.”

Hudson makes ahmmsound as he slips out of bed. He sends me off to pee while he lights the fire. Once I’m done, he carries me back to our bed. Then he pushes his soft cock between my legs. He loves to sleep like this, buried inside me, especially after we’ve fucked hard. So many nights, I fall asleep this way, only to be woken by him gently fucking me or his face and fingers buried in my pussy, showing me how much he loves me.

It’s not so bad being Mrs. Blakely Brooks.

Despite being as close as two people can get, I snuggle deeper into his arms. “Remember the first day we met?”

He snorts. “Like I could ever forget.”

“You were such an ass.”

“You were such a brat.” His lips brush over my skin. “Still are. But I wouldn’t change it for anything.”

“You swore up and down you wouldn’t give me any special treatment.”

“And you had me breaking all my rules on day one. Should’ve known then you’d own every part of me.”

“You really should’ve.”

The sun has long set, and the sounds of the forest at night and the popping of the fire mix to form a soothing lullaby. This is our life—a wonderful existence I never expected. All because of my beautiful outdoorsman and a little cabin in the woods.

The End