Page 58 of My Downfall
“Fuuuck,” he groans from behind me. “That’s so fucking hot.” His hips pick up speed as he pounds into me from behind.
“I’m glad you think so, let’s hope he does, too.” I know exactly what I’m doing by saying that.
As expected, his hand spanks me three times in quick succession and I can’t help but gasp as pain blooms across my skin.
“Don’t talk about anyone else when you’re with me. No one else gets you. You.” Thrust. “Are.” Thrust. “Mine.” Thrust. “Which means I get this ass the day I marry you.”
Holy shit.
“Keep dreaming.” Another spank.
I’m going to be sore by the time we land.
Chapter Thirty-one
Hudson
Her husband gets her ass.
She’s saving it for the man she marries.
For me.
There’s not a doubt in my mind that I will call her my wife. Soon. I’ve already bought the fucking ring.
We’ve been back from London for two nights and she’s spent both of those with me. I get her again tonight, but tomorrow she’s said she’s got to go home. She needs to pack for the bachelorette she’s leaving for on Friday.
I’m seriously debating flying out to San Francisco, too. The thought of her there with three other girls scares the crap out of me.What if something happens? What if they need help and I’m hours away? How are the other guys okay with this?
As if my thoughts are heard, my cell phone pings in my hand.
Unknown number: It’s Reed
I snort at his message and save his number to my cell.
Hudson: It’s Hudson
Sometimes I really can be childish for a man in the latter years of his forties.
Reed: Funny fucker
Hudson: I’m guessing there’s a point to you messaging me
Reed: Yeah, but now I’m reconsidering
I’ve met Reed several times at events and living on the same street means we see each other out a fair bit. I’ve always got on well with him.
Hudson: Pretty please
Reed: Asshole. Do you want to come to San Fran on Friday with me and River?
Hudson: Fuck yes
Reed: We’ll fly down and beat the girls. We can stay in the apartment across from them
Hudson: I’m there
Reed: Don’t say anything. We’re not telling them
