Snuggling the large bear chest, Shaney reveled in their serene closeness. Hudson’s hand gently lifted Shaney’s chin. His gaze searched Shaney’s face for something. He tried to deny the lust he read in Hudson’s intense eyes. If only...
Hudson leaned closer, his gaze straying to Shaney’s mouth. Short gasps of air fanned his skin as Hudson’s seductive lips descended. Shaney closed his eyes. His breath ceased as a tentative caress and the swipe of a wet tongue played at his needy lips, sparking nerve endings that zipped straight to his groin.
Any misconceptions he’d had about Hudson’s orientation quickly dissipated. Shaney clenched at the cotton material on Hudson’s back, desperately pulling at the reins of his overwhelming need to rub and rut like a cat in heat. His growing erection pushed at the front of the oversized sweats he’d come to be wearing. The pressure on his lips increased as Hudson’s tongue explored his mouth. Hudson tightened his grip and lifted Shaney until his toes tickled the carpet. One of Hudson’s legs slid between Shaney’s thighs and Hudson lowered him onto that hard-muscled limb and, oh, God, the pressure felt so fucking good.
The kissing turned into an urgent battle of tangling tongues, clacking teeth, and moans filling their combined mouths. Hudson lowered his hand, kneading Shaney’s backside. His other hand ran trembling fingers through the waves at the back of Shaney’s skull, taking full control of the bruising kiss. Shaney rocked his pulsing cock against Hudson’s leg and Hudson’s immense bulge pressed hard into Shaney’s hip, increasing Shaney’s frenzied bucking. Sweat coated Shaney’s forehead and prickled the skin of his back. Growing pressure filled Shaney’s balls, and warm waves of euphoric pleasure filled every cell as Shaney chased his elusive orgasm. He needed to come so badly, wanted it with everything he was, wanted it with Hudson.
Shaney’s thrusts became uncoordinated, frantic, driven by overwhelming need, digging into Hudson’s hard muscle. Hudson’s bulge pushed at Shaney’s hip in short, hard jabs. Fuck, the man was as turned on as Shaney. Shuddering breaths and muffled moans filled the air. Hudson’s hand slipped beneath Shaney’s waistband and a finger caressed his sensitive hole, sending a jolt straight to his balls. Shaney broke the kiss and cried out, awash in a tide of mind-numbing ecstasy. Warm cum flooded his lower belly. His vision whited out, and the rush of pure pleasure left Shaney suspended in that one exquisite moment.
Hudson’s hips continued to snap wildly against Shaney’s hipbone, his breath harsh and hot against Shaney’s ear. Shaney rubbed his cheek against the stubble on Hudson’s chin, then whispered, “Next time, I want you to fuck me.” Hudson’s arms banded tight around Shaney, cutting off his air, and, with one last grunt and push, Shaney felt the pulsing of Hudson’s cock as he rode out his orgasm against him.
Shaney clung to Hudson. The smell of sweat and cum surrounded them. Panic ensued at the thought of letting go of Hudson. What if Hudson claimed it was a mistake and he’d just been caught up in the moment? What if Hudson looked at Shaney as if he were nobody special? That would shatter Shaney’s heart into millions of shards of nothing. Fear of rejection and the mess of the past few days flooded Shaney, tainting the perfect moment. Tears stung his eyes and he clutched the massive body tighter as Hudson tried to lower him to the floor. When Shaney didn’t release him, Hudson turned and sat on the bed with Shaney straddling his lap. Wetness from his cum soaked through the sweatpants, but Shaney couldn’t pry himself from the safety of Hudson.
“It’s okay, baby. I’m right here.” That deep, rich voice, Hudson’s hands rubbing soothing circles over Shaney’s back, were like a promise—one that Shaney was certain Hudson couldn’t keep.
Chapter Fifteen
Shaney stood in Hudson’s massive bathroom, adjusting the water temperature for the shower. Hudson was down in the kitchen, making lunch, which was a relief because Shaney’s gut was trying to eat itself. The post-orgasm weirdness hadn’t appeared between them—yet. Hudson hadn’t given Shaney the cold shoulder or the “it-was-just-for-fun” speech. Could still happen, but usually you didn’t make a guy a sandwich if you were just going to turn around and boot his ass out.
Shaney had insisted on telling Hudson everything that had happened with Todd and Caleb, but Hudson told him that could wait. At least Shaney would have a shower and a meal before getting kicked out for being bat-shit crazy.
Shaney stripped off the humongous sweatpants, sticky with cum—the only proof that sex with Hudson hadn’t been a dream. Well, that was true until Shaney caught a glimpse in the mirror of the round, deep purple bruise at the base of his neck. Shaney leaned closer to the image, reverently running his fingertips over the mark. Hudson’s mark. A shiver raced down his spine. How had he missed Hudson’s suckling his skin? That topped the list of drive-Shaney-up-a-wall acts. Shaney swore he could come just from a guy biting and sucking all over his body. He closed his eyes to catch his speeding libido. Shower first, then food, spill his guts, and then... Well, that’s as far as he’d planned before ‘love Hudson forever.’ He was definitely screwed.