“Hudson, please…want you…”
He groans, moving quickly up the length of my body. He kisses me briefly, letting me taste myself on his tongue. Reaching over to the nightstand he pulls out a condom, ripping the wrapper open, he rolls it down his thick length.
“After tonight, no more of these,” he says tossing the wrapper aside.
“Okay honey,” I agree reaching for him. He kisses me hard and I give it back, demanding more. He positions himself at my entrance, his eyes holding mine.
“Love you, precious,” he murmurs before plunging into me, filling me up. I groan, loving the way he stretched me. “All mine.”
He moves, slowly. But that’s not how I want him, that’s not how I need him. I didn’t need it rough but I didn’t want him to treat me like glass either.
“Hudson, please...faster…so close...”
He smiles playfully at me before quickening his pace, thrusting into me harder, faster. I thrust up, rocking my hips meeting his rhythm. The familiar tingle races up my spine and I know I’m close. “Gonna come…”
“Not yet,” he grunts, forcing me to hold off my orgasm. It’s agony but bliss at the same time. I love it. My body is on fire, each movement intensifies the burning within me.
“Eyes,” his voice is gruff, sending a new wave of tingles through me. My eyes meet his and my body sparks alive. I’m not sure how much longer I can hold off my release but the intensity in his eyes tells me I won’t have to wait much longer. He was close too.
“Come now,” he commands.
My body explodes around him and I shout his name. The pleasure almost too much, consumes me. Wave after wave, my pussy milks his cock for his own release. I barely hear him groan my name as his first wave shudders through his body, sending him over the edge.
He slows his movements, riding out the final waves of pleasure with me. He leans down onto me, kisses me gently as he rests his body against me. Our quickened breath mingles with one another, smiles on our faces.
“I’m going to go clean up. Don’t move,” he says before pulling away. He pulls the blanket up around me before disappearing into the bathroom. He returns moments later, his face relaxed and content. I pat the spot next to me and watch as his glorious body slips into bed next to me. Settling onto his back, he beckons me to his side and I wrap my arm around his middle before placing my head on his chest.
“You know you didn’t have to ply me with anticipation to get me to agree to marry you and have babies. I already planned on doing those things with you,” I peek up at him through my lashes. My heart was full and my head still in the clouds. I can’t stop thinking about babies with his blue eyes and dark hair.
“I know, just more fun doing it that way,” his voice is still husky but I see the dream of our future in his eyes. I smile big, my heart bursting with joy. “You loved it, admit it.”
“Well, when you put it that way,” I laugh because he was right. I did like it. A lot.
“I want three, two boys and a girl. Last one a girl, with your eyes,” his tone more serious now but my heart soared even higher. I kiss him softly, wondering how I got so lucky.
“I love you, Hudson,” my words are against his lips.
He smiles down at me, giving me more than I ever dreamed possible. “Love you too, precious.”
*****
Sometime later we lay in each other’s arms completely spent and content. I knew I would have to tell him about my decision. Knowing he’d be there by my side made it easier to say.
“I want to go home to Chicago,” I whisper against his chest. I’d made the choice to go back the night before. I needed to go back but I wasn’t going back to live. “I want to visit my grandfather and to say goodbye to my father.”
“We’ll do that then,” he kisses my hair, making my heart feel warm and full.
“I don’t want to stay there long,” I further explain. “Chicago never felt like home. This place does. This is my home with you.”
“We’ll live here then,” he agreed. “In our home.”
“I want mom to live here too,” his body tenses but I keep talking because I know how his mind works. “Not here with us. Here in the same town, in her own home. I think I’m going to talk her into bringing my grandfather here too. This is my new start Hudson, my new life with you. I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
He nods before relaxing again, his arms tight around me. I relaxed into my man, finally excited to wake the next morning and see what life had in store for us.
Epilogue
Alice
The first time I visited my grandfather, he didn’t recognize me. The stroke he suffered did more damage than my mother said. I understood why she held back though. My grandfather was alive and that’s what mattered to me. I was walking out of his room during one of my visits when it happened. It was like someone turned on a light bulb. He called to me, his eyes lit up like the fourth of July and he struggled to get to his feet. After a few moments of tears and hugs, his mind slipped away again. I was grateful to have that moment with him, as brief as it was.