Georgia-Blue & Hudson (Stoney Creek #5)

Chapter 19

19

Georgia

I can hardly believe what’s happening right now. Hudson Nash, however, is very real. And he’s also very naked underneath me and he just painted me with his cum. Holy shit if he’s not the sexiest man I’ve ever laid eyes on. Seeing his face scrunched up like that. Hearing him hiss and moan, all over what I was doing with my mouth. Holy mother of God. He’s hot.

I watch as he moves from the bed, goes into the bathroom, comes back with a dampened washcloth and wipes me clean. He then strips me out of my marked dress, sets it on the side and turns back to me.

“I want you, GB. You still okay with that?”

I nod, holding my arms out to him. “Please, Huds. Let’s make this night about us. Show me what I’ve been missing out on all these years.”

“Come ‘ere.”

I do as he says as he lays back on the bed and I straddle him. His hand moves to my pussy, cupping it as we kiss. I rub my hands over his taut, muscled body and revel in how good he feels beneath my palms. His dick doesn’t stay down for long, and our kissing turns heavy in no time at all. I tighten my grip around his neck and his hands land on my hips.

“Get off against my dick,” he mutters. “Rub that sweet little pussy up and down, get me hard again, Blue Belle. ”

I try not to groan, but that is so damn hot.

I do as he says as he holds his dick at the base and rub against it. We both watch ourselves, and I’ve never been so hot in all my life. I’m dripping, not that he seems to mind.

“That’s it, rub that tight little pussy on me, does that feel good, my little brat?”

My eyes roll into the back of my head while I ride him without penetrating, my boobs bouncing in his face. He holds my hips firm and I lose myself in how good it feels. “Yes,” I stammer. “It feels so good.”

“Then let me hear you say my name.” He quickens the pace and I grip his shoulders. His dick pokes through my slit as I bounce back and forth, and when he captures my nipple in his mouth I shout his name so loud, I’m sure the neighbors and half the floor hear me.

“Fuck yeah,” he groans. He licks my nipple then pays the other one the same attention. He loves my tits, my ass, and my pussy. Well, I am pretty adorable most of the time. But having Hudson worship me is a new kind of love language. One that I don’t need a translator for because I see it in his eyes. Heat. Lust. Adoration.

The man is a goddamn stallion.

All of a sudden, I’m being flipped onto my back and Hudson spreads my legs wide. He runs his fingers through my pussy and grunts. “So wet,” he mutters.

“Get inside me,” I breathe.

“I need to find a rubber.”

“No,” I cry, holding onto his shoulders. “Raw.”

He cocks a brow. “I never, ever don’t wear one, you’re really cool with that?”

“Yes.”

“You on birth control?”

I nod. “I have been for years.”

He gives me a look. “You own any condoms?”

I shake my head.

“You lyin’?”

I shake my head again.

He leans toward me, tugging on my bottom lip with his teeth, then he lets go. “Good, because nobody is havin’ this pussy except me.”

Oh. He did not.

“It’s yours,” I blurt. “I want you to take my virginity, Huds. Please. ” God I’m so needy when I beg, but he seems to like it. And I definitely don’t see him complaining.

He moves his mouth down my jaw, my neck, the top of my breasts, pressing small, delicate kisses to my skin. “You gotta use your words if it hurts.”

“It won’t.”

“It will.”

“But it’ll be a good pain, right?”

He moves his hand between us and I feel his cock at my entrance. I’m so giddy with excitement I could bust. “Yeah, baby girl. It’ll be good. You know I’ll make it good for you.”

He’s so big. I squeeze my eyes shut.

All the years I’ve fantasized about this. About me and Hudson in the sack, never fully believing it would ever happen. When I couldn’t get myself off thinking about someone else, I’d start to picture him and I’d be there in record time. Now it’s really happening and I need him more than I need the air I breathe.

“Open your eyes,” he goes on.

When my eyes spring open, he flicks them down to where we’re joined. “Watch me slide in.”

I half sit up, on my elbows as he comes to his knees, his hands resting on the headboard above us. “Watch me take this pussy for the first time.”

I pant so rapidly, my chest might give way. He slides in farther and I can feel him everywhere. My tight channel grips him as he edges in, slow and controlled as I encourage him. “Don’t be gentle with me. I can take it.” In truth, I don’t know if I can, but I know Hudson would never hurt me, even in the heat of the moment.

He’s only a quarter in and I can’t take how hot this is. Watching him take me as his hands move to my hips and I know he’s holding himself back. Like he said: he’s never been with a virgin. It’s a first for both of us. It’s special. Despite our years of griping and teasing one another, we care about each other. And I wouldn’t want anyone else in my bed doing this very thing except him.

“Oh, my God,” I cry out when he pulls out and then pushes back in.

His eyes flick to mine. He stills, halfway inside. “Too much?”

I shake my head. “Do it, please , Hudson, I can’t take it anymore.”

The heat in his eyes at my words has me shaking from how bad I want him. I need this. I need him to take me, to make me a woman, to fill me with his cock and we can be all that much closer.

“Fuck, babe.”

I grip his ass and encourage him and then he juts his hips, sliding all the way to the hilt as I gasp. I feel the change in me when he rips through, and he feels it too. I know he does. He stills, his eyes closed as he mutters a string of profanities, then they flick open.

I’m so full. So fucking full.

“You good, baby girl? ”

I nod, biting my lip. “Just adjusting.”

He lifts up, sliding down my body as he lays flat over me, my legs shamelessly spread as far apart as they’ll go. “You feel so fuckin’ tight, Princess. ”

He slides out, then gently rolls his hips and hits the end of me again. He’s a giant teddy bear being so careful with me that I want to cry. Do not cry. He’ll think he’s hurt me and the only thing I’m hurt about is that in the morning this has to end.

He slides out and then does it again. Honestly, I thought it would be impossible for his giant monster cock to fit inside me and feel good, but there’s something past the pain that ignites inside me. It feels so different, but so good and so raw all at once.

My eyes are wide with wonder as he rocks his hips and he moves in and out, grunting softly as we meet. It’s not frantic. It’s not fast. It’s just right. I know he’s being sweet, getting me used to him and all that, but I can take more.

I can take this wild bucking bronco and come back for more.

I grip his ass. “Faster, baby. Fuck this pussy like you mean it.”

His eyes flash with something dark and he moves his lips over mine. “You’ve got a dirty mouth, anyone ever tell you that?”

I answer by wrapping my legs around his waist, squeezing my core until he hisses my name. “Yup, and this dirty mouth just had your dick inside it.”

He shuts me up with a kiss and then moves his hips faster. I cry out, his pubic bone hitting my clit, and this time, my orgasm comes from deep within. It takes over my entire body as I begin to shake. It’s intense, so freaking good that I let go of his ass and grip his forearms. Hudson Nash over the top of me, watching me, pounding my not-so-virgin pussy with his giant cock is like heaven in a bottle. And I’m the Genie.

“ Hudson !” I scream, but he doesn’t stop. He rolls those beautiful hips over and over, moving his dick in and out, in and out and my orgasm comes again, fast, right behind the one I just had. Multiples. The man is giving me multiples.

“So tight, feel this cock inside your tight hole?” he drawls against my neck. “Feel how good we are together?”

“I feel it,” I whisper. I run my hands over his abs, his chest and then I cup his face. “I’m so glad it’s you.”

He looks down at me and I’m unable to read his expression. He looks somewhere between confused and elated. The sweat on his brow has me pulling him in for another kiss, and when his tongue edges mine, I cry out another release and I feel the rumble in his chest. “I wanna fuck you from behind.”

It’s like music to my ears. He slides out and I glance down, seeing I’ve made a mess. I thought there would be more blood, but there’s not much, and he doesn’t seem to care.

He flips me over. “Grip the headboard. That’s it.” I move onto my knees and he grabs my hips and spreads my legs. He’s right there again, pushing inside me with a grunt as I jolt forward. It feels so much deeper like this. So damned deep.

My head lolls back and his mouth is at my neck, then my shoulders as he kneels behind me. His cock stills as he cups my tits, flicking my nipples as I press my ass against him. “Move those hips, Cowboy. ”

He chuckles against my skin, moving his dick out and then in again, this time he doesn’t go slow. All the things I know about Hudson spring to mind. How he used to ride bulls. How he has loose hips. How strong he is. And him riding my pussy like this has me gasping for air as he pounds me like the wild bull I know he is.

“Right there,” I cry. “Yes!” He bends me forward, his cock angled as he brushes against what could be my G-spot, and I’m off in another oblivion. One that has my body shaking as my toes curl.

But Hudson Nash is not done. He doesn't let up. He pulls me back toward him, then pushes my head and chest down, my hands grappling at the duvet with my ass in the air. And doesn’t he ride my pussy to oblivion. My face squished against the mattress, I feel his balls slap against me. He’s in even deeper than before, and when he growls, “Come on, baby girl, give me another one before I come,” I lose it. I cry into the mattress as Hudson grunts, stilling and I feel him spill into me. Emptying his load inside me, I feel like a new woman. Yes, I just got railed by the sexiest cowboy this side of the south, but it isn't just that. It’s so much more.

Being in Hudson’s arms feels like the safest place in the world. My safe place. Nobody can get me here, just him. Just Mr Grumpy Pants himself, though, he isn’t all that grumpy right now, funnily enough.

I collapse down, and he follows, lying across my back until I tap out and he rolls off.

“Sorry,” he mutters.

When I glance sideways, he has his arm across his eyes. He’s also panting hard and I feel quite proud that I’ve not only brought Hudson to his knees, he’s also out of breath and he came twice. Twice!

I roll onto my back, too. “You know, I always thought old guys had to wait a while before they came twice in one night.”

He shifts his arm and peeks at me from underneath. “ Old guys? ”

I hide my smile. “You are kinda ancient, GP.”

He moves fast, rolling on top of me as he pins me to the mattress. “You think you’re funny, Brat? ”

I roll my lips and his face softens. “I think I’m very funny.”

His lips twitch in that annoyingly sexy way of his. “And I didn’t say I was done.”

Oh, holy shit.

I’m not just in bed with a sexy cowboy, I’m in bed with Adonis to the Gods.

“Doesn’t scare me.”

His eyes dance with humor. “No?”

“No.”

“How about I wash you off in the shower?”

He lets go of my wrists but I’m quick to pull him back down, my lips finding his. When I break away, I smile. “Only if you promise to take me back to bed.”

He pushes my hair back off my face. “I thought you’d never ask.”