Chapter 13
Chloe
After work, I called a ride-share and headed home. Overall, the day went well. I mean, outside of the fact that I was a damned walking mat for Simon, but I knew that he would be rough with me, especially because I was so new.
My thoughts rushed back to watching Hudson and the main actress go through their scenes. He was better than I thought he would be, and there were times where I just got lost in the scene. He had this ability to pull me in and not focus on anything else.
I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my call log. My thumb hovered over the call button until I finally had the courage to press it. I cleared my throat and waited for him to answer.
“Hi, Chloe!”
“Hey, Hudson. How was your first day?”
“Not too bad,” he said, more calmly than I expected. “The scenes went well, and I got to kiss this beautiful woman on the set. She is the director’s assistant, and I think she might like me.”
“Well,” I said, smiling. “She sounds like fun. Do you think you’ll be seeing her again?”
“I don’t see why not. At the very least, she’ll have to bring me my coffee tomorrow.”
I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help but laugh. “Alright, alright. I don’t love talking about myself in the third person. Anyway, I was wondering if you could stop by before you went home? I want to talk to you about something, but I think it would be better face-to-face.”
“Something bad?”
“No, not at all. Just a concern.”
Hudson sounded nervous. “Oh. Ok. Well, I will be there in a little bit.”
I got home to an empty house. Mariah was going to be at work until later and Jade had a few meetings to attend after work, which is why she couldn’t pick me up from the movie shoot. I kicked my shoes off and slid into something more comfortable, yoga pants and a tank top, then waited on the couch for Hudson. Almost thirty minutes later, there was a knock on my door. Hudson had a bouquet of roses in his hands when I saw him.
“To congratulate you on your new job,” he said, handing them to me.
The pink and white roses smelled as if they were just cut from their beds. “Thank you, Hudson!” I said as I invited him in. “These are beautiful!”
“But they pale in…”
“Don’t overplay your hand with a cheesy pickup line. Let the roses do the talking.”
He laughed. “A valid point.” I placed the roses in a vase, then put them on the coffee table. He put his arm on the back of the couch and I scooted closer to him, occupying a spot under his arm that I felt was made for me.
“So, what did you want to talk to me about?” he asked.
“I was just thinking about us and what we almost did today. Obviously, I loved it. Even getting to just kiss you was amazing, and honestly, if it wasn’t for that, I would’ve had a much harder day because Simon is so hard on me. But, on that note,” I put my hand on his leg, “I think we should keep our relationship, or whatever it is, low key for now. I mean, I don’t want to draw any attention to us. Well, not so much you, but me. I am just getting my footing here, so I don’t want to rock the boat.”
“Oh. That was it?”
“Yes. I mean, I thought it was serious.” I looked directly at him. “It wasn’t serious?”
“Of course! I think we needed to iron out how we’ll conduct ourselves while at work, so it was necessary. I was just expecting the worst like you have a boyfriend.”
“Oh, no. I don’t have one of those. Haven’t had one in ages, so there is nothing to worry about there.”
“Good.” He looked down the hallway in my apartment. “So, we’re the only ones here?”
“Yeah. My roommates won’t be home until later.”
“Oh. Good.” We sat quietly for a few seconds until he leaned over and pressed his lips against my neck. I dipped my head backwards as he made a trail from my neck to my collarbone and to the top of my chest.
“I think we have more than a few minutes to spare this time.”
I didn’t even answer him. I just grabbed him by the hand and led him back into my room. With a gentle hand, Hudson lay me back on the bed and slid down my yoga pants, letting his hands linger on the skin of my thighs as he did. I leaned my head back as his tongue traced the lines of my core. He took my legs and wrapped them around his neck as he nibbled and sucked on my clit, and the sensations overwhelmed me seconds. He was like a master painter and I was his canvas, each stroke another masterpiece.
Just as I was about to reach a precipce, Hudson slowly crawled up the length of my body and pressed his lips against mine. As our tongues interlocked, he inched his cock inside of me, and I moaned with every inch that entered me. My nails dug into his back, causing him to grimace and push deeper into me. I locked my legs around his waist and watched the look of pleasured concentration on his face as he pulsed and throbbed deep within me.
Hudson slid off my top, exposing my breasts to the warmth of the night air coming from the open window. As he propped himself with one hand, he massaged my breast with the other. In a fit of passion, I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down to me so we could kiss again. His hard chest brushed against my erect nippes as his body was pressed into mine, and every nerve in my body was alight.
With a string hand, Hudson slid me to the edge of the bed and flipped me over, entering me again in a blinding flash of pure ecstasy. I wanted to scream out loud. I wanted to let the world know how good he felt inside of me, but I stifled my urge to exclaim, afraid the noise through the window would draw too much attention.
Hudson climbed up behind me on the bed, steadying me as he slid his thick cock inside of me again, over and over, hitting every spot inside of me. He was an animal. He took control in a way that was making me even more dizzy with passion. Then he turned me over again, giving me the opportunity to look right into his eyes again… his huge, beautiful eyes.
He leaned forward and wrapped his lips around my nipple as he slid back inside of me.
“Shit,” I said, bracing myself on the back of the headboard. The whole bed shimmied as he fucked me from the side. My whole body puslated as he pushed my leg futher towards my head. “I am going to come, Hudson,” I whispered. “Shit!”
He slowed his pace, moving up and down as I ran my finger across my clit. He kissed my calf as it was extended in the air, then put his hand into the mattress for support as he climbed on top of me and put my leg back down.
“Do you like it when I go slow?” he asked while his chest muscles contracted.
I nodded a dizzied yes as pulsed on top of me, slithering in and out while he twisted his hips. His cock reached every inch of me as my finger glided across my clit until I felt a rush pulsating through my legs. Ecstasy burst forth from my core and I opened my mouth to scream, but nothing came out.
Suddenly, Hudson picked up his pace, causing the ecstasy to linger. Our bodies bounced up and down on the mattress. Another warm gust of wind shot through the window, blowing my hair to the side. His body glistened with sweat. His abs contracted each time he thrust himself deeper inside of me. His face contorted and he bit his bottom lip as he found his own pleasure, pulsing and shivering inside of me. I could feel the damp sweat on his skin, adding to my pleasure.
After a gentle kiss, Hudson moved off me and fell onto his back. He breathed heavily as he faced the ceiling. We lay next to each other, the heat swirling around in the room like a sauna.
“I know I said we have to keep things low-key, but that doesn’t mean we have to stop doing that,” I said with a smile.
He chuckled to himself as he lifted his head to look at me, then he brushed a strand of sweaty hair out of my face. “That’s totally fair.”
I cuddled up next to him and buried my head in his chest. I thought, for a moment, I could stay like that for the rest of our lives.