Page 26 of My Grumpy Boss
“Oh, you?—”
I cut her off as I pound into her in one thrust. Gritting my teeth, I try to regain control because I swear to God, she gets tighter every time I fuck her.
Hazel’s hips rock, impaling her pussy on my dick. I grab her hips, holding her in place. I’m sure that she’ll have bruises later, and my cock swells at the thought of leaving my mark on her.
“Need you,” I grunt as I pull out and thrust back in.
Fuck, I only pull out halfway before I need to pound into her again. She’s so hot, so tight, so wet. She drives me crazy, has me wrapped so tightly around her finger, and she has no idea. She has no idea that I love her, that I don’t think I can breathe without her.
Hazel gasps as I slam into her, falling from her hands to her elbows. “Oh!”
I can’t answer. I just fuck her harder. My balls tighten, and I know I don’t have long. I need to get her off first.
I snake my hand around her waist, sliding my fingers over her soaked core until I find her clit.
She arches as I press down on her little button, teasing her bundle of nerves until she’s moaning, gasping, screaming.
“Hudson,” she chokes out, and a second later, her pussy clamps down around my length.
“Hazel,” I groan, rocking into her as I come.
My arms threaten to give out as I slide free, collapsing beside her on the bed. We’re both panting and sweating. Hazel laughs softly as I reach for her, dragging her closer. She rolls over, curling into my side beneath the blankets, her head resting on my chest while my fingers trace lazy circles over her back.
The apartment is quiet, the city outside muted, and for once, my mind is quiet too. No stress, no pressure, no endless thoughts about work. Just her soft breathing against my skin. Just this.
Hazel tilts her head up sleepily.
“What?” I murmur.
“You’re smiling again.”
I blink before realizing she’s right.
Have I ever smiled this much before? I doubt it.
I kiss her forehead softly. “Go to sleep, baby,” I order.
She snorts, smiling against my chest.
A few minutes later, her breathing evens out. I hold her tighter as exhaustion pulls at me.
As I drift off beside the woman I’m hopelessly in love with, one thought settles heavily and permanently into my chest.
I’m never letting her go.
Now, how do I convince her that she belongs by my side?
Hazel
Everything feelsperfect when I wake up on Monday morning.
Then I roll over in Hudson’s arms and see the clock.
“Shit!” I shout, jerking out of Hudson’s hold.
“What?” he asks sleepily.
His shirt hits him in the face as I toss it at him and run around the room like a maniac.
