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this time his hardness pressing at my entrance. I sucked in a breath
when he entered me, expelling it fast when he was all the way in.
Hudson moaned, resting his arms on either side of my head.
“You feel so good.” He nipped at my bottom lip as he began to move. Slow and
steady, his body perfectly aligned with mine like we were made specifically for
each other.
“Yes.” I met his thrusts with my own, both of us finding a
comfortable rhythm. Our moans and ragged pants filled the room while we made
love, our hands and lips exploring one another.
“I’m not going to last,” he said through clenched teeth,
“it’s too good.”
I wrapped my legs around him, tucking my feet under his butt
and rode his motions, both of us edging closer and closer to the brink of
ecstasy. My vision blurred, and the room started to spin. “Hudson.” I chanted
his name as if it would somehow anchor me, but it didn’t. I continued to feel
like I was floating outside of my body, unable to do anything but feel. And
holy God, did it feel good. So good.
“Come with me, Heather, please.” His voice was strained, and
he swelled inside of me, making me cry out with pleasure.
Seconds later, I came for the second time, Hudson doing the
same. He collapsed onto me, his face buried in my neck. I stroked his hair and
sighed. “That was incredible,” I said.
He laughed. “Yeah, it was.” Putting his weight into his
arms, he peered down at me. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” So much love filled my heart, I was
afraid I must burst.
“Dinner’s probably ruined.”
I laughed. “That’s okay. This is so much better than pizza.”
He smiled. “Mmm, I like the way you think.”
If I had my way, I’d stay right here all night, just like
this. And based on the way he made no effort to move, I’d guess he had no
intention of doing anything else tonight either.
Chapter Eight
A nother two months had passed. Things on the ranch
were becoming smoother, the repairs were made, and I wasn’t pouring endless
amounts of money into it. Although, it wasn’t making a profit yet, either, and
finances were tight. My savings were completely wiped out, and if something
didn’t give soon, I’d have no choice but to get a job, which would be a
nightmare while still trying to run the ranch.
On the bright side, Hudson and I continued to see each other
every night. He made me so happy; I couldn’t imagine my life without him now. I
only wished Jamie would be nicer to Hudson, but Jamie made his feelings clear –
He hated it here. Hated my relationship with Hudson, hated that his father and
I were divorced. He had high hopes of moving back to the city and reconciling
with his father. It had broken my heart to have to tell him – again – that his
father and I were never getting back together. The same devastated, ‘my life is
over’ look had clouded his eyes right before he ran up to his room and slammed
the door. He didn’t speak to me the rest of that night and most of the next. I
sighed. My son hated everything lately, and I was at the top of that list.
I hoped, with time, he’d come around to the idea of me and
Hudson, because I had no intentions of ending things with him. I loved him, and
he loved me. We made it each other better, and Lord knows I wouldn’t have
survived around her without him. He’d been a true Godsend, a miracle.
I brushed the stray strands of hair from my face and blew
out a breath. Now that the ranch was running better, I finally had time to
devote to the cleaning and repairs inside the house, starting with Grandma’s
office, which had turned into a junk room. There were so many boxes stuffed
full of papers and files. I don’t know how she lived like this. The clutter
drove me nuts.
Closing yet another box of items to throw away, I lifted it
and set it outside the door for pick-up. Richard said when I was finished he’d
gather the boxes and dispose of them. As I turned to go back in the office, a
crumpled
when he entered me, expelling it fast when he was all the way in.
Hudson moaned, resting his arms on either side of my head.
“You feel so good.” He nipped at my bottom lip as he began to move. Slow and
steady, his body perfectly aligned with mine like we were made specifically for
each other.
“Yes.” I met his thrusts with my own, both of us finding a
comfortable rhythm. Our moans and ragged pants filled the room while we made
love, our hands and lips exploring one another.
“I’m not going to last,” he said through clenched teeth,
“it’s too good.”
I wrapped my legs around him, tucking my feet under his butt
and rode his motions, both of us edging closer and closer to the brink of
ecstasy. My vision blurred, and the room started to spin. “Hudson.” I chanted
his name as if it would somehow anchor me, but it didn’t. I continued to feel
like I was floating outside of my body, unable to do anything but feel. And
holy God, did it feel good. So good.
“Come with me, Heather, please.” His voice was strained, and
he swelled inside of me, making me cry out with pleasure.
Seconds later, I came for the second time, Hudson doing the
same. He collapsed onto me, his face buried in my neck. I stroked his hair and
sighed. “That was incredible,” I said.
He laughed. “Yeah, it was.” Putting his weight into his
arms, he peered down at me. “I love you.”
“I love you, too.” So much love filled my heart, I was
afraid I must burst.
“Dinner’s probably ruined.”
I laughed. “That’s okay. This is so much better than pizza.”
He smiled. “Mmm, I like the way you think.”
If I had my way, I’d stay right here all night, just like
this. And based on the way he made no effort to move, I’d guess he had no
intention of doing anything else tonight either.
Chapter Eight
A nother two months had passed. Things on the ranch
were becoming smoother, the repairs were made, and I wasn’t pouring endless
amounts of money into it. Although, it wasn’t making a profit yet, either, and
finances were tight. My savings were completely wiped out, and if something
didn’t give soon, I’d have no choice but to get a job, which would be a
nightmare while still trying to run the ranch.
On the bright side, Hudson and I continued to see each other
every night. He made me so happy; I couldn’t imagine my life without him now. I
only wished Jamie would be nicer to Hudson, but Jamie made his feelings clear –
He hated it here. Hated my relationship with Hudson, hated that his father and
I were divorced. He had high hopes of moving back to the city and reconciling
with his father. It had broken my heart to have to tell him – again – that his
father and I were never getting back together. The same devastated, ‘my life is
over’ look had clouded his eyes right before he ran up to his room and slammed
the door. He didn’t speak to me the rest of that night and most of the next. I
sighed. My son hated everything lately, and I was at the top of that list.
I hoped, with time, he’d come around to the idea of me and
Hudson, because I had no intentions of ending things with him. I loved him, and
he loved me. We made it each other better, and Lord knows I wouldn’t have
survived around her without him. He’d been a true Godsend, a miracle.
I brushed the stray strands of hair from my face and blew
out a breath. Now that the ranch was running better, I finally had time to
devote to the cleaning and repairs inside the house, starting with Grandma’s
office, which had turned into a junk room. There were so many boxes stuffed
full of papers and files. I don’t know how she lived like this. The clutter
drove me nuts.
Closing yet another box of items to throw away, I lifted it
and set it outside the door for pick-up. Richard said when I was finished he’d
gather the boxes and dispose of them. As I turned to go back in the office, a
crumpled
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