Hell, he even liked the way she ordered his men around. Her bossiness made sense, considering she’d worked in a hospital and probably dealt with cranky, difficult patients on a daily basis, but he could tell it drove his friends crazy. And yet… they indulged her. They might grumble under their breaths as they did it, but Kade, Xan, and Rylan were quick to help Hudson with whatever new task she’d assigned herself around camp.
She wasn’t like that with Connor, though. Not anymore. Not since she’d asked to spend the night with him and he’d rejected her.
During sex, she didn’t hold back. She gave him every part of herself. But outside the bedroom, she kept her distance. If she had questions about the outlaw world, she went to Xan. If she wanted to talk about camp chores, she went to Kade. If she needed comfort, she went to Rylan.
It was exactly what Connor had wanted. For Hudson to be satisfied with their just-sex arrangement and stop asking for more than he was able to give her.
So why the hell was he pissed that she’d actually given him what he’d asked for?
“You’re not sorry at all,” Rylan was accusing her. “You wanted that orgasm.”
“If it helps, you guys really did torment me before I came.” She grinned, adding, “Twice.”
“Fuckin’ brat.”
Connor cut off the teasing exchange. “It’s our turn to be greedy,” he said roughly. “On the bed, sweetheart. I want you on all fours.”
Her expression held no uncertainty or fear, just pure excitement as she did what he asked. She settled on her hands and knees, the mattress dipping slightly under her weight. Her blond hair streamed over one shoulder as she shamelessly jutted her ass in the air and twisted her head with an impish look. “Like this?”
Jesus. What a difference two weeks made. The blushing, wide-eyed innocent Connor had brought to Lennox’s was gone, replaced by a confident vixen who had no qualms about thrusting her ass out at him in bold invitation.
His mouth went dry as he gazed at her pussy, slick and swollen from her orgasm. He wanted to slide inside her, screw her until she came again, but instead, he positioned himself in front of her, his knees hitting the mattress as he guided his cock to her sexy pink lips.
“Open,” he murmured.
Her lips parted and he nudged the head of his cock through them. Her tongue instantly swirled around him, sending a sizzle of heat down his shaft and directly to his balls.
Rylan stood at the foot of the bed, his fist closed around his cock. He toyed with his piercing as he watched Hudson’s mouth in action.
Connor’s fingers slid through her hair, tightening in the silky strands when her tongue landed on the sensitive spot on the underside of his dick. “I bet your pussy feels so empty right now, doesn’t it, baby?”
Her answering moan vibrated in his cock.
“Do you want Rylan to fill you up while you suck me?”
A nod now, accompanied by another deep moan that he felt in his blood.
Connor glanced at his friend and tipped his head toward the bedside table. “Condoms in the drawer.”
Rylan looked puzzled for a beat, and then understanding dawned on his face as he realized what that meant. He went to the drawer without commenting. A moment later, he had a condom on and was positioning himself behind Hudson.
He ran a hand up her spine, his fingers bumping Connor’s as he threaded them through her hair. His hips close enough to guide his erection between her legs even as he leaned over and covered her back with his torso. “You might have come twice, gorgeous, but now it’s all about us.”
Hudson’s answer was an attempt to suck Connor’s brain out through his cock. He lowered his focus. God, he could watch her all night, those full lips stretching around him as she worked with eager intent. Pleasure raced through him, tension rising in his balls, and his control was held on by a thread as he raised his gaze, shocked to find Rylan was still playing with Hudson.
He’d expected his friend to move like a flash, but instead Rylan waited, hips rocking as he stroked the length of his shaft against her pussy, sweeping his fingers over her back in a tender caress.
The stars in front of Conner’s eyes weren’t just from the blow job anymore as a new kind of tension hit him. A hint of tightness in his chest at the building connection between them. One that didn’t include him.
“Fuck her,” he ordered, a harsh grate in his voice.
Rylan’s head snapped up for an instant before he moved to obey, lining up and pushing in. Slow, agonizingly slow.
Hudson groaned with pleasure, and the sound reverberated against Conner’s cock. Shit. If he didn’t get Rylan’s ass into gear, he was going to be the first to leave the party.