Hudson’s Luck Read Online Lucy Lennox (Forever Wilde #4)

Categories Genre: Erotic, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Forever Wilde Series by Lucy Lennox
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Total pages in book: 111
Estimated words: 105161 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 526(@200wpm)___ 421(@250wpm)___ 351(@300wpm)
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His beard scruff scraped at my chin as he moved to suck marks into my neck. His hands palmed my arse cheeks hard enough to separate them while pulling me tightly into the stiffness behind his jeans.

“Want you so much,” Hudson breathed. “Never stopped thinking about being with you. Not once since then.”

My heart flew higher and higher at his confession. I knew I could easily say the same to him, but I held back. In some strange way, I knew I had more to lose than he did. As if he could go back to his “normal” life after this temporary coupling while I would be left at least half-broken on the wreckage of stupid dashed hopes.

“Can we go somewhere?” I asked, temporarily forgetting the name of the building where my room was.

“You don’t want to take me here in the pasture?” he teased before nipping at my collar bone. “Get a little dirty?”

“I’m on board with getting dirty, Hudson Wilde, but I’d prefer it not to be the literal kind.”

When we got through the doors of the bunkhouse, I was half-naked and fully hard. Hudson’s hands were everywhere, and I wasn’t quite sure what had happened to my shirt.

My head was on the fritz, and my pulse pounded behind my zip. “I want to fuck you,” I admitted with a gasp as his hand tweaked a nipple. “But I’m too wound up to do it right.”

“Don’t do it right,” he suggested. He turned me around and walked me toward my bedroom. His lips brushed behind my ear. “Do it wrong. It’ll still be perfect.”

“No, don’t want to hurt you. Want you to feel good.”

His large hands lifted up my hair so he could move his kisses to the back of my neck. “What if I’m okay being hurt?”

My hands ripped at the opening of my jeans. If I didn’t get my cock out before it broke in half, we weren’t going to be able to do any of it.

“What kind of hurt?” I asked, hoping he wasn’t truly into pain.

I wiggled out of my jeans and briefs until I was standing naked as the day I was born in front of a fully dressed Hudson.

His blue-green eyes bore into me.

“The kind where you hold me down and fuck me without giving a shit about being gentle.”

Had Hudson’s hand been on my cock when he said those words, I would have shot off right there and then.

31

Hudson

Hudson’s Revelation:

I like being the boss, but I also like being bossed around. Rawr.

I couldn’t believe I’d said that out loud. I’d never in my life asked for anything sexual from another person. I’d considered anything my girlfriends wanted to do in bed or in the back seat of the car plenty exciting. Did I have fantasies that went beyond vanilla sex? Hell yes. Did I need to play out those fantasies in order to be happy in my relationship? I’d never thought so.

Until I met Charlie.

Once I’d had Charlie in bed back in Cork growling out the demand for me to suck his cock, I hadn’t been able to get the aggression out of my head. The command had been so raw and honest, one man claiming exactly what he wanted in the moment. No politeness or forced niceties. No gentle sweetness. Not that I didn’t love the act of making love when it was slow and gentle, because I did.

But there were times when you were just so fucking starved for it that you wanted to take, to give, to be pushed and to push back. To fuck and be fucked without any manners or euphemisms. Once I began thinking along those lines, I imagined hot nights in bed with Charlie in which he shoved my face into the mattress and took what he wanted. Random moments where he pushed my face down into his crotch and repeated the gruff phrase he’d said in Cork.

Suck my cock.

I’d balked back then. But not because I hadn’t wanted to do it. I most certainly had, but I’d been so afraid of screwing up. This time I wasn’t even going to wait for his command. I wanted his cock. In my hand, in my mouth, in my ass, anywhere he wanted to put it to receive pleasure from my body.

“Take off your clothes, Hudson.”

This smaller, slighter man had such a way of saying things that made me want to give control over to him. It surprised me how even just the tone of his voice made me shudder with the need to please him.

I stripped down as quickly as I could before dropping to my knees in front of him.

“Please may I suck your cock again?” I asked softly, meeting his eyes.

Charlie reached a hand out and brushed his fingers through my hair. “Is that what you’d like?”


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