“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.”
He peeled off her shirt and captured one nipple in his mouth, sucking hard enough to make her cry out.
“I’m giving you pleasure,” he whispered against the rigid bud. “I’m going to make you come so hard, you won’t remember your name.”
Her moan vibrated in his lips and shot right down to his cock. As whiskey and arousal burned in his blood, he feasted on her breasts, alternating between them to lick and kiss and explore. His tongue circled one distended nipple, flicked against it before he lightly sank his teeth in, making her jerk in his arms.
“Oh. Do that again.”
Chuckling, he gently bit her other nipple, and was rewarded by another throaty cry and another shudder of pleasure.
His erection throbbed impatiently, causing him to tighten his grip on her hips and nudge her to her feet. Her bare breasts made his mouth water. They were splotched pink from his stubble chafing against them, her nipples glistening from his tongue.
“Take those shorts off. Panties too.”
She stripped so fast, he choked out a laugh, and a moment later Hudson stood naked in front of him. He admired her smooth, pale skin. The sexy indentation of her hips and the way they rounded into her gorgeous ass.
His gaze dropped to the juncture of her thighs. Her pussy was completely bare, and when she parted her legs slightly, he growled at the sight of the moisture clinging to those delicate pink lips.
“Sit on my face, baby. Rylan’s not allowed to be the only one who gets to feel you come on his tongue.”
She made a desperate sound and staggered forward, and he caught her hips, yanking her toward him. He positioned her knees on his shoulders, then clutched her ass and brought her pussy to his face. Hudson braced her hands on the wall behind them, moaning when his tongue slicked over her clit.
Jesus. Now he knew why Rylan was groaning like crazy when he had his mouth on her. She tasted so sweet, and her body was so responsive. She was already wet for him. Every lazy brush of his tongue had her bucking harder against his mouth.
Connor lost himself in her. He closed his eyes and wrapped his lips around her clit, suckling the swollen bud as he clasped her firm buttocks to hold her in place. She shamelessly ground against him as he drank her up, as he worked her with his tongue until her spine arched and her body convulsed.
He’d made plenty of women come, but there was nothing hotter than the sounds Hudson was making right now. Helpless cries and breathy moans and whimpered pleas as she told him not to stop, begged him to take her higher. She hadn’t responded like this to Rylan, and that brought a strange rush of dizzying satisfaction. He wasn’t sure if it was him, or if Hudson was simply shedding another layer of inhibition, but either way he liked it. No, he loved it. He was harder than he’d ever been, every muscle in his body straining as Hudson slid down into his lap, boneless and sated as she dropped her head in the crook of his neck.
“Welcome back,” he murmured.