I sighed in resignation.“He’s just texting a lot, demanding I come back, that I take his calls.My mom made a comment that he might just show up here.”I shuddered at the thought.
His gaze darkened.“If I’m not with you and he shows up here, I want you to call me immediately, Lucy.Promise?”
“Promise,” I agreed.
“What’s his last name?I’d like to get some eyes on him, just to be cautious.”
“Peters,” I sighed, hating that Josh had to be a topic of conversation between us.
“Alright.”He appeared somewhat appeased.“Why don’t you get dressed?I’ll warm up your plate, and we can test out that new couch of yours.”
“I don’t know if it’ll fit both of us.You’re a giant,” I complained, hiding my grin.
He threw an arm gently around my shoulders and kissed my temple.“Well then, I guess we’ll have to cuddle.”
Chapter 8
Iwoke the next morning in Lucy’s bed with her sprawled over my chest.I distantly remembered her waking me after we’d fallen asleep on the couch only a few minutes into the movie we’d put on and towing me toward her bedroom.I hadn’t intended to stay over, but now, having her wrapped in my arms, the scent of peaches filling my nose, I didn’t regret it one bit.
She made a soft humming noise in her sleep that went straight to my dick, and I bit back a groan as she shifted in my arms, practically straddling my lap.
The previous day had been one long test of my self-control.Now, after so much time around her soft curves, warm smile, and delicious scent, that control was slipping, and I wasn’t so sure I wanted to reign it in.
When she shifted again, I grunted, my hands moving to her hips as my hard length strained to get closer to her.
Her head lifted, and she eyed me with sleep-muddled lust.Her cheeks were flushed, pupils blown, and as she bit her luscious lower lip, that control of mine well and truly snapped.
Reaching up, I cupped the back of her head and brought her mouth to mine in a bruising kiss.She gasped, her thighs shifting on my lap as I groaned low, my hips rising so I could feel her heat through our clothes—clothes I was desperate to get rid of.
I rolled us so I was on top, pressing into the juncture of her thighs, my lips trailing kisses down her throat.
“I want to see you, can I?”I rumbled in her ear.
Her breath hitched as she nodded, goose bumps pebbling against her skin.“I want to see you too,” she managed as I bit at her earlobe.
Reaching back with one hand, I pulled my tee over my head, spurred on by her hungry gaze roving over my exposed chest.I moved down her body and started at the waistline of her sleep shorts, kissing her stomach, shifting her tee up as I went.
The first sight of her bare chest nearly short-circuited my brain.Perfectly round breasts with rose-colored nipples begged for my mouth.I fought for control as my tongue explored one and then the other.
Her back arched as she pressed closer, her hips shifting restlessly beneath me.I slid back down her body, pressing open-mouthed kisses to her skin as I went.When I reached the waistband of her shorts, I slid them down her legs.
I’d never been ravenous for someone before, but my first look at her bared to me had me salivating for her taste.
I delved in, her sweet taste hitting my tongue like a balm I hadn’t known I needed.
“Oh God, Hudson.”She was gasping for breath as I reached out to hold her hips still, pressing her into the mattress as I continued my onslaught.
When she called out my name, her taste exploding on my tongue, I felt nearly as satisfied as if I’d found my own release.
Seeing her limp and sated, I felt a quiet sense of gratification as I moved up beside her, collapsing at her side and pulling her close.
“Aren’t you…?Can I…?”Her inability to complete that thought had me fighting a grin.
“I’m good,” I assured her before kissing her softly.“More than.We’ve got time.”
She snuggled closely as I traced the outline of one of the Band-Aids on her arm.
“I’ve never…” she began hesitantly, her words muffled against my chest.“That was a first for me,” she said at last.