Silk sheets brushed against my skin. He pulled the fabric tighter around my wrists.

His lips gently touched the side of my ear. “Tell me you want this.”

There was no denying what I wanted.

Hudson had taken me back to the cottage and carried me up to his room. It was even larger and grander than the one I was staying in. There were dark blue satin sheets, covering a California king. A dark leather headboard and matching footboard made it look even larger.

He laid me down gently on the bed, peppering light kisses down my neck and arm. When he reached my hand, he sucked on my fingers one at a time. I groaned with want.

I wanted Hudson. I needed him.

He moved back up to my neck. “I need to tell you something.”

“Anything.”

“I relish in control.”

I wasn’t sure where he was going. But somehow I knew I was going with him.

He loosened his tie. “Put your arms above your head.”

I simply nodded, and placed my hands together on the pillow. He wrapped his tie around my wrists, and pulled it tight. He moved down to my capris; I had put them on at the beach after getting out of the water. Hudson had packed an extra set of clothes. He had thought of everything.

Slowly, he dragged a finger along the top of my pants. He dipped it under the tight fabric occasionally, teasing me.

“I will have you,” he murmured against my skin. His breath felt hot against my skin.

“Then take me.” I was willing to be his. I didn’t care how.

“There are rules. Things you should know.”

My hands were tied about my head. I knew there had to be some rules. “Tell me.”

He pushed my tank top up on one side, and allowed his lips to linger on the side of my stomach. “I'm no good for you.”

“That's not a rule.”

He looked up at me, and I was drawn into his eyes. “You're right. But it's the truth, and it's something you should know. I don't know how to love someone.”

“I'm not looking for love.”

“So, this is enough for you?”

“If you fulfill my needs, lust will be enough.”

He smiled at me smugly. He was still in his black suit, but had the top button of his dress shirt undone. He moved his body up, and straddled me. “This isn't just about your needs. You'll be allowed to fulfill yours when I say you can.”

“I can handle that.”

He shook his head as the smile continued to play on his lips. “For some reason, I actually believe that you can, Calla.”

His lips crushed into mine. He bit my lower lip playfully. As his lips moved down my neck and onto my collarbone, I wondered how he would get my tank top off, with my hands tied above my head. That wasn’t a problem for him. I heard the ripping of fabric before I felt the cool air on my body. He had even packed underwear for me. A bright red lace set that was now exposed in the darkness. He pulled down the fabric that covered my right breast, and let his lips settle just above it. He licked my flesh, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my body. He smiled at the reaction. He continued to move down my stomach, mumbling as he went. When he reached the top of my capris again, he slowly removed them. He tossed them the side as he took off his jacket, and also threw it to the floor. I rubbed my lips together in anticipation.

“Don't move.”

He ran his fingers along my ankle, and up the outside of my leg. He lightly moved them back and forth over the top of my thigh, and danced his pointer finger along my underwear. I shivered with pleasure. His fingers found their way between my legs, and he pulled the fabric aside to rub my mound. I arched my back involuntarily, my body trying to get closer to his. He rubbed harder, only making my want him more. Once again, he straddled me, but kept his hand between my legs, and placed his other hand over my wrists.

“I said don't move.”

I nodded. I licked my lips, trying to decide if I was allowed to moan or not. But I could hardly contain the animalistic groan that was growing inside me. He rubbed faster, moving in small circles. I was wet, just the way he wanted me.

He took his hand away from my body, causing my urges to only grow exponentially. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, taking his time, and watching my hungry eyes take in every inch of him. I wanted to see it all. He had a tank top on underneath the shirt, and he pulled it off using both of his arms, which were sculpted magnificently, just as I had expected them to be. He straddled me, bare chested and exposed. We both were.

“I won't hurt you.”

“I know that.”

He released my wrists. “Take off my belt.”

I did as I was told, then I unbuttoned his pants, and pulled down his zipper to reveal his hard member.

“I want to be inside you.”

I couldn't even speak. But I wanted that too. He got off the bed, and pulled his pants down. He had on a pair of black boxers, which he also removed. He slowly crept back onto the bed, and used his arms to forcibly turn me over so that my ass was up in the air. He kissed the back of my thighs, and up onto the skin just below my underwear. Then I felt the hot sting of a slap. He had spanked me. And I liked it.

“Again?”

“Yes, please.”

He spanked me again, and, this time. he brushed his hand against my pussy after the slap. It was the perfect mix of pleasure and pain.

He put both of his hands on the top of the fabric, and slowly pulled them down, teasing me with every breath against my skin. When he got the underwear down to my feet, I could feel the pressure on the bed as he moved behind me. He put one leg up next to my right leg, and the other down on the bed, as he pushed himself inside me. I flung my head back in ecstasy, and he used his hand to pull my body up against his. He put his hand across my throat, and lifted my head up, so that I was looking at the ceiling.

“Do you like it?”

“Yes,” I breathed out. My hair fell down across my shoulder, as he pushed himself in and out of me. I knew that I couldn't last very long.

“Do you want to come?’

“Yes.”

He released me, and then put his hand on my back so that he pushed me down into the pillow. He rammed into me hard, and my moaning became uncontrollable. He pushed one final time before unloading his seed into my wet pussy. I cried out in ecstasy.

We separated, but only momentarily. He pulled his finger down my spine sending tingles through my body. I felt electrified. He took his hand away and lowered his body so that his lips brushed against my skin.

“You’re incredible.”

I sighed.

“I want to fuck you all night.”

“Then do it,” I responded.