This was so unfair. Closing his eyes, Shaney nuzzled against Hudson’s palm, drinking in the intimate touch. Hudson wanted him, wanted Shaney Mills, flaws and all. But could he trust Hudson again?
Shaney opened his eyes to Hudson’s expectant, hopeful gaze. The heart-breaking pain in Shaney’s chest eased. Hudson had pulled down his own walls and trusted Shaney with a vulnerable part of himself. If Shaney ignored that gift, then he was a fool, but...
Shaney squared his shoulders, and Hudson dropped his hand. “Just know that I’m done being used by people. Done being lied to. I’m tired of feeling less than worthy. I am who I am. I think I’m worth it, despite all of the shit I do.” Damn, he’d never thought that way, much less said the words aloud. Did he mean it? Yeah, he did.
Hudson gave him a lopsided grin. “You’re so worth it, Shaney Mills.”
Chapter Twenty-One
Taking the initiative, Shaney wrapped his hand around the back of Hudson’s neck and pulled him down for a gentle kiss. The gentleness gave way to an increase in intensity and urgency. Hudson wrapped his arms around Shaney’s waist and pressed their bodies together. Shaney’s tongue explored Hudson’s mouth, teeth, and tongue, reluctant to break the kiss even for a breath. Now, that he had Hudson, he never wanted to let the man go, and had to continue to beat back doubts of being unworthy.
Shaney’s hand slid down Hudson’s back and squeezed his hard ass. Hudson pushed back into Shaney’s hands and groaned into his mouth. That sound wrapped tight around Shaney’s balls and he lifted his leg, intent on climbing the hulking man. Hudson reached down and pulled Shaney from the ground. Shaney wrapped his legs around Hudson’s wide waist and hooked his ankles together. Delicious pressure filled Shaney’s cock as it was forced against Hudson’s hard muscled stomach. If anyone was the god here, it was this man. Hudson was not only gorgeous on the outside, but inside as well, and for Shaney that was a complete package.
Hudson pulled away from the kiss, blue eyes staring intently as their ragged breaths filled the air. “You’re driving me crazy. I want you to fuck me.”
Shaney stopped grinding his cock, his breath stuck on his inhale. He couldn’t have possibly heard what he thought he’d heard. “Huh?”
“Fuck me,” Hudson growled, the rumble traveling straight to Shaney’s cock.
“Bed,” Shaney said, then ran his tongue over the stubble of Hudson’s jaw, nipping and biting at the cords of his neck. Reaching his hand down, Shaney pinched Hudson’s nipple through his T-shirt and Hudson moaned deep and long.
“Oh, shit.” Hudson glanced back at the cabin and tried to put Shaney down. Shaney clung to him like a horny leech. “How do we get in there with you stuck to me?”
Shaney pinched the hard nub again, and Hudson hissed, biting down on his bottom lip. “The front door?” Shaney suggested and resumed his exploration of Hudson’s neck. Shaney didn’t stop sucking and licking as Hudson carried him up the steps, or when Hudson kicked open the front door, or when Todd commented on Shaney’s new mode of transportation. When Hudson kicked the bedroom door closed behind them, Shaney still held tight. Hudson turned and fell back onto the bed with Shaney still attached to his front.
Shaney latched onto Hudson’s lips, reveling in the sweet, hot mouth, and he couldn’t get enough. He wanted to consume Hudson’s very soul. Reluctantly, he broke the kiss. Reaching down, Shaney grabbed the hem of Hudson’s T-shirt, and pulled it over his head. Immediately, he attacked a nipple with his mouth and rubbed at the erection straining against the denim of Hudson’s jeans.
Shaney released Hudson' nipple. “You’re hard as a rock.” Shaney said, popping the button and unzipping Hudson’s jeans.
“It’s all you. Want you so bad.” Hudson’s gravelly voice and his hooded eyes escalated Shaney’s desire.
“Want you, too,” Shaney said, crawling off the bed.
He unlaced Hudson’s boots and removed them along with his socks. Damn, the man had some sexy feet. Shaney shimmied Hudson’s jeans and boxers off, then froze. He surveyed hard, hairy thighs and—oh, shit—a long, hard, uncut cock jutting proudly from a nest of black hair, hard pecs with a sprinkling of dark hair, swollen lips, flushed cheeks, eyes burning with desire. And Shaney was going to get to fuck this gorgeous man. That is, if he didn’t pass out from the shock of everything happening.
Hudson looked apologetic as he stared at his cock. “I know. It’s uncut. Some people don’t care for that.”
Hudson was apologizing for his beautiful cock?