Page 158 of Bridesmaid By Chance
“How dare you.” I feign insult.
We both laugh, and he frees himself from my grasp but then wraps his arm around my shoulder. “Fuck, you’re frustrating.”
“Ahh, but you like it.”
He shakes his head. “I do, which means there is something really wrong with me.”
“It’s called the Sloane Effect. I’ve sucked you in. Now you’re trying to find a way to deal with it, but you’re feeling all discombobulated. It’s okay, you’ll get there.” I slip my hand around his waist as we slowly walk through the park, a light breeze dusting up the very few leaves that have fallen.
“Don’t think I will, but back to the condoms.”
“Right. Was there something particular you wanted to discuss or just point out that we’re not using them because I’m well aware. Sex has never felt this good, and I was thinking about it earlier and whether it was because of the lack of condoms or if it was because of you, and I came to the conclusion that you have absolutely nothing to do with it and it’s all about the condoms.”
He stops and turns to look at me, that death look in his eyes that makes me laugh way too hard.
“God, the look on your face.”
“Not funny, Sloane.”
I chuckle some more and then fully turn toward him as he moves us to the side and out of the way. I press my hands to his chest, over his thick pecs, and say, “I’m kidding. I know the reason why I’m screaming your name at night is because of you, not the lack of condoms. All you.”
“Why do you sound like you’re kidding when you say that?” His hands smooth down my back and to my ass.
Oooh, yes please.
“I’m not kidding. I’m very serious. You rock my world, Husband.”
“Mm-hmm, say it more seriously.”
I slide my hand behind his neck and bring him in closer as I say, “Ican’t stop thinking about the way you make me feel when you’re deep inside me, thrusting. When you hover over me, your abs firing off as your cock swells and you fill me with your cum. I crave it, Hudson. I need it. I know that no one will ever make me spiral into pleasure the way that you do. No one.”
He wets his lips as he nods. “Good girl.”
I smile and stand on my toes to kiss him. It’s short, sweet, and nothing too deep because I know if I do anything more than that, we’ll find ourselves in a predicament in the park.
“Call me that again and we’re going to have to race back to the hotel.”
“Patience,” he says with a squeeze to my ass.
I kiss him one more time and then more seriously ask, “Why did you want to talk about condoms?”
He tucks a stray piece of hair that flies over my face behind my ear as he says, “Because we aren’t using them, and I want to make sure you’re protected, that you’re okay with that.”
I nod. “I’m on birth control if that’s what you mean. And yes, I’m okay with that. I’ve been checked. You have nothing to worry about.”
“You don’t either,” he says softly, dragging his thumb over my cheek as he stares lovingly down at me. “If you want me to use them, though, I can.”
I shake my head. “I don’t. I don’t want anything between us.”
“I don’t want anything either.”
“Good, glad we had this talk.”
I kiss him one more time and we keep walking until we reach a bench. We both take a seat, and I slide in next to him, cuddling in close as he wraps his arm around me and places his hand on my hip.
“Despite your phone almost being stolen, this was a really fun day.”
“Yeah, it was.”
