Fake Love (For Now) by Penny Wylder (great novels .txt) 📗

they’re looking awfully tight. But the rest of his body is on display. It’s enough to make my mouth water.

Hudson slowly undoes his belt. Holy shit. My eyes catch on his forearms—harder and more muscled than they have any right to be. They flex as he undoes his belt with ruthless efficiency and shoves his jeans and briefs off his hips.

Oh my, the rest of him is just as beautiful. Cut lines on his hips leading to a cock that’s jutting straight out from his body. Powerful legs that frankly shouldn’t be as attractive as they are. But every single part of him is beautiful. And I’m staring with my mouth open.

A sensual smirk is fixed on his face as he pulls open the bedside drawer and reaches for a condom that’s in there. I read on the list of amenities that they kept them in every house. It’s a good idea. Especially now. If I wasn’t able to fuck this man because I didn’t have a condom? I would probably cry.

“I think I’m speechless,” I say.

He rolls on the condom—something that I’ve never found more fascinating than I do right now. “Don’t worry, I’ll have you screaming my name in no time.”

“So confident.”

Leaning down, he captures my mouth with his, teasing my lips open with his tongue and plunging deeper. He doesn’t have to say anything to prove his confidence—this is more than enough.

“Hmm,” he makes the sound before he pulls away. “How should I fuck you?”

I bite my lip, looping my arms around my neck. “Is that a question for me? Or are you just contemplating your options?”

“Both.”

Intentionally, I press my body up into his harder, reveling in the feeling of his skin on mine and his cock trapped hard between us. “I don’t see any reason why there should only be one option.”

“I like the way you think.” He kisses me again, and I get lost in it. I’m dizzy with it. I’ve never had a kiss like this. Brutal, unrelenting chemistry that cracks me open and doesn’t let me go. “But for the first time, I want to see your face when you come on my cock.”

My whole body flushes. He knows that he’s going to make me come, and I don’t doubt him for a second.

Hudson reaches between us, easing my legs apart and fitting himself against me. His cock isn’t even inside me yet and I can feel his size. “Oh, fuck.” The words are more a moan than anything.

“Worried?”

“Yes.” I can’t lie. I’ve never been with anyone near his size. In fact, I’ve been so focused on all of veterinary school and achieving my dreams that I’ve only been with two other men, and they were both…nothing in comparison.

His lips at my ear give me goosebumps in the best fucking way. “You’ll take me,” he says quietly as he pushes into me slowly. He pulls back and then pushes again a little further. “Every fucking inch. Until I’m buried inside you, Erin.”

He pushes further, and I hold him tighter, shift my hips so he slips deeper.

“Say it.” The words are the whisper of a whisper.

I gasp when he pushes in again, nearly all the way there. “Every fucking inch.”

He thrusts in that final length, stealing any breath that I have in my lungs. I’m so full of him, and I wrap my legs around him so that I’m completely tangled in him. He feels impossibly bigger, and I don’t think I’ve ever felt complete until this moment.

The thought stops me in my tracks. Where did that come from? Having sex with Hudson—with anyone—doesn’t make me complete. And yet I’ve never felt the way I do in this moment. Content and relieved and relaxed. There’s nothing that exists outside the two of us. That’s fucking amazing. Nothing has ever been able to clear the slate of my thoughts like the feeling of him.

My pussy squeezes down on him, trying to reconcile his size, it’s not doing a great job. He’s still stretching me, and I love it. Hudson nips at my lips before kissing me hard. “You feel so fucking good.”

“As good as I taste?” I joke.

“Don’t ask me to compare the two. I’ll lose my mind. Right now I don’t think I can live without either.”

My whole body shudders in response to his words, and he starts to move inside me, setting off every starburst of pleasure in my body. I still haven’t recovered from the first orgasm of the night, and my body is right there.

Hudson starts slowly—long, rolling movements of his hips that grind him into my clit each time he moves. It’s pure, sparkling pleasure. His cock is hitting places I didn’t know could feel things, the friction slowly building up heat and want.

“I hope you’re used to me,” Hudson says, voice a rough whisper.

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to fuck you, Erin.” The words are raw. Feral. And everything that I fucking want.

He barely waits for me to nod before the entirety of him is released. Hudson drives himself into me, and my vision goes white. I’m bathing in shimmering gold pleasure, falling through everything and nothing. His cock is hitting a place that sets off a firework with every fucking stroke, and all I can do is hold on. I’m so close and so far, already moaning and saying his name just like he promised that I would.

Hudson groans. I think my nails are digging into his back, and I can’t stop can’t stop can’t stop holy fuck—

Pleasure slams through my body and for brilliant moments I’m made of a thousand sparklers. Every nerve I have is alive and flooded with white-hot bliss. I don’t scream, but I come damn close. The sounds that come out of me are sounds that I’ve never heard myself make before. I’m more animal than human. The craving in my bones for more of this man isn’t something that can be denied.

I pull him closer and breathe him in. Beg him to kiss me