“Don’t worry. I’ve got it covered,” he muttered.
“Oh. Okay. Thanks.” Hudson turned to leave. “Anyway, that’s all I wanted to say.”
“Where do you have to run off to, sweetheart? Come here.”
She moved closer, pausing when she was two feet away from him. He didn’t miss the flicker of excitement in her eyes.
He patted his lap. “No. Here.”
Her eyes narrowed. “You’re drunk.”
“Maybe a little.” Drunk enough to not care about anything but his cock’s demands. Drunk enough to not give a shit about the consequences. “But that doesn’t mean I don’t know what I want.”
She hesitated. Then, without a word, she slowly lowered herself onto him, positioning her thighs on either side of his. The heat of her core seared right through his cargo pants. He’d driven himself crazy today keeping her at a distance, but he’d wanted to teach her a lesson. To show her what happened when she ignored his rules. The downside to that was having to walk around with a hard-on all fucking day.
“Yeah?” Her voice was throaty. “And what do you want?”
He answered by yanking her head down and molding their mouths together, eliciting a squeak of surprise from her. The sound transformed into a soft sigh as his lips brushed hers in a lazy kiss. She wasted no time driving the kiss deeper by parting his lips with her tongue, and her passion caught him by surprise.
When she sucked on his tongue, his balls drew up so tight, they damn near disappeared.
Connor broke them apart with a groan. “Jesus, baby. Watching you suck Rylan today got me so hot. I haven’t stopped thinking about your tongue.”
He dove in for another kiss, slicking his tongue over hers in a slow, possessive glide. Then he bit it, and her whole body jerked.
“It didn’t make you jealous?” she said breathlessly.
“No,” he mumbled. “Just made me horny.” He nipped at her neck, then kissed his way to her collarbone. When his tongue skimmed down the valley of her breasts, she shuddered in his lap.
“I don’t understand this,” she whispered.
He lifted his head. “This, as in what we’re doing now? Or what happened earlier?”
“Earlier.” Her face grew flushed again. “The men I’ve been with haven’t liked to share.”
“I don’t blame them for wanting you all to themselves.” He slipped his fingers under her tank top, stroking her flat belly.
“You let Rylan touch me.” It wasn’t an accusation. She sounded genuinely perplexed. “Why?”
“Because it turned you on.” Conner drew the material up but didn’t bare her breasts.
“Did it turn you on?”
“Yes.” He rubbed his thumbs under the swell of her breasts, and her breath hitched.
“You like being in control,” she mused. “You liked ordering us around.”
“Mmm-hmmm.” He brought his lips to her shoulder and licked it. “You liked it too.”
“Yeah…”
She sounded confused again, and he looked up to see her teeth worrying her bottom lip.
“There’s no shame in wanting to give up control for a little while.” His hands slid under her shirt to cup her breasts. They were full and soft, spilling into his palms. Christ, she felt so good. “You don’t have to be afraid, Hudson.”
“Really? Because you’re pretty scary sometimes.”
He laughed. “I’m a bastard. I’m ruthless and demanding and I wouldn’t hesitate to slit someone’s throat if they posed a threat to me.” He pressed his lips to the center of her throat. “Yours included.”
She shivered.
“But sex… it’s a whole different game, baby. You have to trust that whatever I do, it’s with the sole purpose of making you feel good.”
“Trust? That’s a big word to throw around, considering we barely know each other.”
He flexed his hips, and his erection bumped her core. “You want me inside you, don’t you? That means you already trust me, to some extent.” He squeezed her breasts, his thumbs venturing close to her nipples before veering away, bringing an anguished cry to her lips.
“Please. Take me,” she begged.
Connor latched his mouth on her neck in an openmouthed kiss. Her skin was on fire, burning his lips, fogging his mind more than any amount of whiskey ever could. “I’m not taking anything from you,” he corrected. “You’re giving it to me.” He dragged his tongue along the delicate tendon in her throat. “And I’m giving you something in return.”