Journey to Fortune(8)

He covered her lips with one finger, and stared down into her eyes.  "Baby, you are perfect. Your eyes are the greenest I have ever seen.  Your lips and your smile are so enticing, and I could just hold you in  my arms and kiss you for hours."

She lowered her eyes, wondering if his words were true or if he were trying to make her feel better.

He gripped her around the waist and hoisted her against his large, muscular chest.

His fingers caressed her cheeks. His touch was soft and he had her complete attention.

"Trust me. Trust that I want you. I want to be lost inside of you, and  bring you nothing but complete pleasure. Your body is exceptional, and  like a woman with strength, conviction, desire, and confidence from an  era, that fills my fantasy. You turn me on." He thrust his hips against  her mound, and she felt his thick, long cock.

She stared at him, the sincerity in his eyes, and the seriousness in his face.

I could fulfill this God's fantasy?

Then his eyes grew almost darker, as she slowly released her dress. The  dress fell to the rug, and Hudson stared at her in awe and admiration.

She thought she would pass out in excitement when he fell to his knees before her.

His hands moved swiftly over her skin, to the waist of her panties. Now  she was silently thanking the dressmaker who insisted she get the fancy  lingerie. He caressed them down her body, then leaned forward and kissed  her belly. Thank God she had gotten the waxing, too.

He kissed her right where that unmanageable swell of her tummy stood out slightly over her groin. Then he looked up at her.

"I have particular tastes, Tia Rose. A man used to being in charge and  getting whatever it is I want. I want you. Sit on the bed, spread your  thighs, and offer me your pussy."

Oh. My. God!







Hudson could tell that Tia Rose was self-conscious, but he didn't know  why. She was solid, she was curvy in every place it mattered, and she  fit him perfectly. As she stared at him a moment after his statement, he  wondered if she would run like hell.

He caressed her inner thighs slowly, and as she licked her lips and released an unsteady breath, she widened her thighs.         

     



 

He was utterly thrilled at the sight.

"You're beautiful everywhere. Especially here." He caressed a finger  against her glistening, wet folds. She shook and reached for his wrist  and tried to close her legs.

"No." His word was firm and she immediately halted. He held her gaze.  Her face, like that of an angel, stared at him. Her green eyes sparkled,  she licked her lips, and he felt the cream drip from her pussy.

She was turned on. He raised his eyebrow at her and she lowered her chin to her chest.

"Show me what is mine tonight. Offer me everything and nothing less, Tia Rose."

Slowly she parted her thighs, placed her hands to the side, and he moved in for a taste of her cream.

Her head fell back, her breasts, still confined by the sexy lace bra, tilted forward. He wanted to see more of her.

He was utterly thrilled to feel her tight little cunt suck his fingers  in. He stroked her gently, but all he wanted to do was shove his dick  into her and fuck her until she was completely satiated. He shook the  possessive, wild thoughts from his mind and focused on Tia Rose's needs.

She was sweet, she was shy, and she was perfect.

"You're so wet, baby. You like the way this feels?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied instantly.

"Take off your bra. I want you naked."

She looked at him and he stroked her cunt a little faster. She opened  her mouth to moan and then thrust against his digits. He leaned forward  and nipped her pussy.

She arched and thrust forward.

"You are so sexy and you feel so tight, baby. I want to be sure you're slick and wet for me. I'm a big man."

She reached back and began to undo her bra, and a hunger like no other began to emerge.

He curled a finger, finding that special spot, deep within her. She panted, and moaned, as he applied more pressure.

"Oh, Hudson. What is that-"

She shook and exploded against his fingers. The sloshing sound filled the room, and he had waited long enough.

Hudson stood up and began to strip.







She couldn't move. Whatever the hell he just did, he caused the dams to open and she wanted more.

As he removed his clothes and all his thick, bulging muscles came into view, she panicked.

He must have realized she was going to evade him because his arm snaked out and caught her.

"I asked you to trust me. I know I'm big, but you can handle me. You're  meant to be mine." He cupped her cheeks and kissed her. She instantly  lost the tension in her body and eased against him. She ran her hands  over the solid, wide muscles and then to his ass.

He chuckled when she gave his cheeks a squeeze. She could get very used to exploring his body, too.

"Are you on the pill?" he asked, and she nodded her head. She wanted to  have children. Salvador didn't want any. He made her go to the doctor  and get protection. He told her it was her responsibility, not his.

She locked gazes with Hudson, who now held her against him and stared into her eyes.

He was nothing like Salvador.

He brushed a strand hair away from her cheek.

"You are so serious, Tia Rose. I wonder what thoughts are traveling through that brain to make you look so scared."

His bare cock pressed against her belly.

"Forget anything but me." He kissed her again. In a flash he lifted her  up and placed her on the bed. His thigh was between her thighs. She  reached for the thigh-high stockings and he stopped her.

"They stay on. You look sexy." He pressed his chest lower over hers and  kissed her. His mouth felt hot and amazing against her flesh. She felt  sexy and alive, and she wanted to give Hudson whatever he wanted. She  didn't care. She was living for tonight, for now.

His mouth trailed lower over her neck then to her chest. He cupped her  breasts. She looked down and was surprised at how his large hands nearly  covered a good portion of them.

He stroked her nipples, rolled them between two fingers, and then pulled.

She reached for his hand as she gasped from the sensations.

"It's too much. I never felt like this before."

"Place your hands above your head. Do not move them, Tia Rose, unless I tell you."

His words were firm. He was ordering her around in bed, and she loved it.         

     



 

"Remember the rules." He twirled her nipple between his fingers as he lay half over her body.

She raised her arms up. The move caused her breasts to tilt upward, and  he used the opportunity to lick the tip, and suck part of her breast  into his mouth.

She was never so turned on in her entire life. This man, his words, his  commands, and this entire situation were outrageous. But it fed a  hunger, a need inside so great, it made her come again.

The man was relentless. She felt the tiny spasms erupt from within. Then his other hand was between her legs, stroking her.

He stared down into her eyes.

"Look at me."

She couldn't hold his gaze. He was too beautiful, too magnificent, and  had way too much power over her body. It scared her, it aroused her, and  she felt her body convulse.

He did that little thing, that wasn't so little, with his fingers and she felt the jolt of her orgasm hit her hard.

She moaned and he jumped up. Grabbed onto her hands, glided his fingers between hers and stared down into her eyes.

"You are so fucking perfect." He kissed her. It was soft, then hard and  arousing. He adjusted his thick, hard thighs, using them to spread her  wider. The bulbous tip of his cock slid between her wet folds, as she  held his gaze.

She could see him holding back. His face was tense, his eyes dark and hungry.

"I want you. Tell me you want me, too."

This was the moment of reason. "I want you, Hudson. All of you."

He tilted forward. His cock began to fill her and she tightened up,  anticipating the large girth and thick muscle to tear her flesh, but  Hudson paused.

"Look at me." He gripped her fingers with his tighter. He gave them a  squeeze. She stared at his pectoral muscles. The lines of definition  beneath the thick, hard flesh. He was a God. He was perfection.

Her eyes locked with his.

"You're mine. Every part of you is mine." He pushed into her. Taking his  time, and then when she seemed to be handling the thickness and size,  he eased deeper. "Just relax and let me in. We're made for one another."

Tia Rose gasped and then tried to catch her breath. He pulled back out  then thrust back into her again and again. He continued to hold her  gaze. She saw that he was holding back still and for her sake.

"Give me all of you, too."

His eyes widened as he pulled out and slowly pushed back into her.

"I don't want to hurt you," he whispered between clenched teeth.

"I want all of you, too, Hudson. Every inch. Take me. Make love to  me … fuck me. I don't care. I just need so much. You do this to me," she  whispered.

His eyes took on a look of hunger and need like she'd never seen before.  He pulled his hands from her own, maneuvered his arms under her legs so  they were curled over his incredibly large biceps, and spread her wide.