Fake Love (For Now) by Penny Wylder (best contemporary novels TXT) 📕

out of the way and lock eyes with him as I put his balls in my mouth. Hudson’s eyes go wide, and I suck gently, and then harder, stroking his shaft as I do.

I imagine what he’s seeing right now—my face barely visible between his legs as I suck that secret part of him. The image of it makes me wet, and the wiggling of my ass isn’t a show anymore, it’s to get any kind of friction between my legs because this is turning me on.

Moving my mouth back to his cock, I drive myself down onto him until I can’t take anymore. My lips are stretched tight over his skin, and he curses loudly. “Get the fuck up here, Erin, before I come.”

“Isn’t that the point?” I ask with a grin before licking him like a lollipop. Or a cock ice cream cone. I would eat ice cream off this dick. If I was only allowed to eat ice cream off his cock for the rest of my life, I would say ‘yes, please,’ and ‘thank you.’

“It’s not the point when you haven’t come yet.”

I raise an eyebrow and smirk at him. “That can come later.”

“Or it could come now.” He grabs my arms and pulls me up his body.

I laugh as I sprawl over him. “You don’t want to finish.”

“Trust me, I want to,” he says. “But I promised you the best sex of your life, and that doesn’t happen with me coming first.”

“It could.”

“We’ll save that for another day.”

I grin at him. “You’re planning on another day?”

“You’re here for the weekend, right?”

Slowly, I nod, still not quite believing that this is happening. With him. And me. “I am.”

“We could be responsible and end it this morning,” he says quietly. “But I think it might be nice to take a weekend off from responsibility.”

Suddenly feeling a little more brazen, I arch into him. “Responsibility is overrated.”

“Glad we’re on the same page,” he says against my lips. “Now I believe I have a mission to complete, and that mission requires that you tell me where your vibrator is.”

I blink at him. “What?”

“Last night you told me that you would be here with your vibrator between your legs, thinking about me. That means you brought it with you, right?” He’s grinning, a mischievous gleam in his eyes.

“I did bring it.”

“Get it for me.”

My cheeks are suddenly burning with embarrassment despite the fact that I’m straddling him naked. “I mean…it’s just a vibrator.”

“Get it, Erin.”

I hesitate a second longer before scrambling over to my suitcase and grabbing it. It’s my favorite little toy, a vibrator that fits over my clit and sucks with air. It’s a good companion.

When I turn around, Hudson still has the gleam in his eye and now there’s a condom on his cock. I hand him the vibrator and he pulls me between his legs. “How do you use it?”

“This is the button to turn it on.”

“No.” His arm slips around my waist and pulls me closer. “How do you use it? Paint me a picture.”

I’m blushing again. It feels so intensely intimate to tell him this. Something I’ve never done with anyone else. “It’s embarrassing,” I say.

“Considering my cock was in your mouth just now,” he says with a grin, “I think it’s okay if I know how you masturbate.”

Suddenly he turns me around, settling me on his lap. His lips brush my shoulder and I’m very aware of his cock behind me and the fact that he’s pulling my legs open over his knees so I’m spread open. “Now you don’t have to look at me.”

Hudson leans away from me for a second, and I hear the toy turn on. “Oh, this is fun,” he says. “And you’re still not talking.”

I can’t. I’m stunned into silence. This isn’t real. But it is, and it’s so fucking hot that I’m starting to shake, and my pussy is already soaking from having him in my mouth. So when he reaches around and fits the vibrator over my clit, I gasp in pleasure.

“Do you lie on your back?” he asks, lips pressed to my skin.

I shake my head. “No.”

“On your stomach?”

A moan escapes me. “Being able to press down onto it makes it so much better.”

“Mmm.”

He moves the vibrator slowly, clicking it up a few notches. “Favorite setting?”

“Low.”

Hudson clicks it back down. “You like to make it last.”

My voice is nothing but a whimper. “Yes.”

“I’m imagining you writhing for as long as possible before you can’t take it anymore.”

“Yes,” I gasp.

“Then we’ll do that,” he says. “I’m going to fuck you, and you’re not going to come until you absolutely cannot stop yourself.”

“That’s not going to take long.” The vibrator disappears and I moan again. “Fuck, no.”

Hudson flips me onto the bed so I’m on my knees, his body covering mine entirely. “Can’t take it too quickly, can I?”

He lines himself up with me, and the feeling of his cock is a delicious ache. I’m a little sore from last night, but at the same time he feels so fucking good that I can’t breathe. “Oh yes...”

It’s only been hours, and I still forgot exactly how big he is and how full I feel with him. I squeeze down on him, appreciating how different it feels in this position.

“That’s it,” he says. “Let me in.”

Hudson sinks in to the hilt, and his soft laugh brushes the back of my neck. “Hang on.”

That’s all he says before he starts to fuck me. There’s no way that I’m going to last as long as he wants me to. It’s an entire other level of feeling with him this deep in me. I can’t breathe, can’t speak. I collapse down onto the bed, hands grasping the sheets and ass in the air. Hudson thrusts so deep and so hard that the headboard is actually banging. His balls slap against my pussy, an extra sensation that I’m holding back from.

And then he reaches underneath me, and I’m undone. Hudson places the