Uneasiness washed over him. “Hudson…”
A faint smile lifted the corner of her mouth. “God, look at that frown. This freaks you out, doesn’t it?” Her breasts swayed seductively as she leaned forward, using her thumb to smooth the deep crease in his forehead. “I knew it would.” She paused. “I figured it out.”
“Figured what out?”
“You,” she said simply. “You’re always in control, Con. You can’t give it up. Ever. Hell, you know shit-all about technology, and yet you sat on Xander’s ass all day, ordering him around, because you can’t not be in control.”
The frown returned, but she caressed it away again, while her other hand rubbed soothing circles on the center of his bare chest.
“I thought that maybe you were on some kind of power trip, but now I know that’s not true.” Her fingertips touched the patch of skin above his heart, and he knew she could feel it hammering against her palm. “You’re scared that if you don’t stay in control, someone will get hurt.”
A powerless sensation eddied in his gut. “Hudson —”
“But it’s okay to let go, remember? That’s what you told me when I first got here, that sometimes a person needs to hand over control and just let themselves feel.” She planted a gentle kiss on his collarbone. “I want you to let go tonight.” Her lips traveled up his throat, leaving goose bumps in their wake before hovering over his mouth. “You don’t have to do everything alone, Con. You don’t have to be strong for everyone else.” She kissed him, firm and reassuring. “We all trust you, but you need to trust us.”
Something akin to panic fluttered up his spine. He was in no way immobilized. He could move his arms. He could push her off him.
But he was trapped.
It was the same way he’d felt after his father died and he’d had no choice but to step up and take care of the group. The way he’d felt whenever Maggie had pleaded with him to give her the home she so desperately yearned for. When she’d convinced him to go against his better judgment and play along with her fantasy of what the world was.
“Trust me,” Hudson whispered. “Tonight you don’t have to think, or issue orders, or take care of anyone. Trust someone else to take care of you.”
“I… don’t know if I can,” he whispered back.
“You can.” She kissed him again, but his lips remained paralyzed. “You’re going to lie there and shut that sexy mouth of yours, baby.”
A grin tickled his lips.
“I mean it. Keep your hands to yourself, and no filthy commands.” She pulled his belt free of the buckle and dragged his zipper down. “You don’t need to tell me what’ll make you feel good.” When his cock sprang up, hard and eager, she gripped the base tight enough to make him grunt. “I already know.”
Jesus, she did. She knew so fucking well, and the rough stroke she gave him brought black dots to his eyes.
This time when she kissed him, he responded. Lips parting just enough for his tongue to sneak past them and into Hudson’s mouth. She quickly chased his tongue into his mouth, kissing him so deeply they were both gasping for air by the time they broke apart.
The silence was eerie. He was used to hearing himself tell her what to do: Suck harder, spread wider, come for me. Tonight she needed no instruction. His body belonged to her, and she knew it. She took it, warm lips and clever hands traveling over every inch of his flesh until there wasn’t a part of him she hadn’t branded with her touch.
When her mouth closed around his cock, a command almost slipped out. “Suc—”
He stopped abruptly, and she peered up with a chuckle. “Aw, look at that. You’re learning.” Her breath tickled his shaft, tongue darting out to taste the pearly drop at his tip. “You’re going to be good, aren’t you, baby? Sweet and submissive and silent while I have my way with you.” She licked his crown in a slow, wet circle. “You’re going to let me suck your cock until you can’t remember a time when my mouth wasn’t bringing you pleasure.”
Jesus.
She didn’t let up, whispering sinful words and filthy promises against his skin as she used her tongue to test his control. Each hard suck was followed by a taunt. Each sharp pump trailed by a satisfied laugh, as if she knew she was stealing his sanity, turning his brain to mush. The role reversal should have terrified him, but it only turned him on, so much that when he suddenly climaxed, it caught him by complete surprise.
A shock of pleasure rocketed through him as he came in her mouth, but his hips stayed motionless, as if his body knew that Hudson would give it what it needed. And she did, her fist pumping him through the release as her mouth stayed glued to the head of his cock, swallowing every drop of pleasure she summoned from his body.