17. Hudson

HUDSON

“You teased me to the point of actual fucking insanity, Bubblegum. Because that’s what this is,” I mutter as my feet hit the ground inside Caroline’s bedroom. I just fucking snuck through the window of her sorority house because I couldn’t walk through the front door. They’ve got a strict no men after 9:00 p.m. policy, with cameras on the front porch, and a house mother to enforce it.

So, here I am. Sneaking through a sorority row window in the middle of the night like I’m a damn teenager, just to fuck the shit out of my girl after she spent last night teasing the shit out of me while wearing my jersey. Wearing my name on her back. I was home less than five minutes before I dropped my bags, took the fastest shower in the history of the damn world, and then took a fucking Uber straight here so I wouldn’t have to figure out where to park.

She giggles, yanking at my shirt and hauling me against her, throwing her arms around my neck, “Mmm, finally.”

Yeah, fucking finally. She should get her tight little ass spanked for the way she teased me the entire time I was on the road. The sexting, the flirtatious pictures, the desire in her voice when we talked. Hard to focus on hockey with a constantly hard dick.

I waste no time moving my lips over hers, my tongue slipping inside her waiting mouth as I lift her off her feet and walk her towards the bed she points to, laying her flat against the comforter.

“You’ve been a bad girl, Bubblegum. I think you need a taste of your own medicine,” I tell her, my voice an octave deeper and hoarse because of how fucking hard I am for her. How insanely goddamn hard I’ve been since she sent me more dirty texts as I was getting off the plane tonight and told me to do something about it since her roommate would be gone all night.

I’m fucking doing something about it, alright.

She’s driving me crazy, completely out of my damn mind with my need for her. I can’t stay away from her.

Deepening the kiss, I grind my hips against the tiny scrap of fabric covering her pussy, groaning against her lips when she snakes her hand into the waistband of my shorts, palming my cock through my briefs.

“Can’t wait,” she pants, gripping me tightly in her hand, causing my hips to flex as she strokes. “Need you. Right. Now. I want your cock.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

As much as I am ready to slide inside of her, I want to devour her before I do, because there’s nothing I love more than the taste of her cunt on my tongue.

I crave her taste.

In one swift motion, I tear the panties from her and drop between her legs, biting and sucking along her inner thighs, my gaze holding hers as I do. I create a wet path with my tongue all the way to her pussy, then spread her open wide and swirl my tongue along her clit, teasing the little bundle of nerves until she’s squirming, pressing her pussy to my face.

Only then do I pull back and flip her over, onto her stomach, grasping her hips and hauling her upwards so I can devour her from behind.

I love seeing her like this, ass perched high in the air, pussy glistening and gaping as she waits for me to lick her. My hands grip her ass, spreading her open wide so I can flatten my tongue and drag it from her clit to her asshole, teasing the tight ring with my tongue.

I’m slow with my movements, despite the frenzy building inside me, because I want to take her to the edge and then pull it away. Make her as crazy as she made me. When I finally allow her to come, I want her to fucking drench me, to soak the sheets with her desire. I want her to explode and be limp with pleasure.

I pull back for a moment, only to grab my T-shirt at the base of my neck and pull it off, then remove my shorts and briefs. I bring my hand to my cock and palm the head, squeezing roughly as pre-cum seeps from the slit.

Fuck, I can’t remember the last time I was this hard.

I drop back to my knees, my hands gripping the soft curve of her hips as I yank her backwards and lap at her pussy again, relishing at the sound of her desperate whimper.

“Please, Hudson,” she pushes back against my mouth, grinding her pussy against my face.

“Patience, Bubblegum,” I rasp, sliding my finger through her wetness before pressing into her wet heat. Her back arches, and she pushes back against my finger as I begin to fuck her while sucking her clit into my mouth. I love watching as her pussy greedily takes my finger. Her moan is loud and throaty, echoing in the empty room around us.

I pull my finger from her and slap her sopping pussy, my fingers grazing her clit as I do, hard enough to sting, but not enough to actually hurt.

Glancing back at me, she cries, “Hudson!”

“Quiet, Bubblegum. You have to be quiet if you want me to eat your pussy.”

When her mouth flies shut, I reward her with a long, slow lick, and two fingers inside of her.

I take her to the edge, and pulling her back from coming over and over. Denying her the orgasm she’s desperate for. Teasing her to the brink of tears, until finally, she scrambles towards the headboard, and turns to face me. Her hands grasp my shoulders, pulling me down, and my back hits the bed.

I barely have time to register my shock before her leg swings over my hips. She positions my cock at her slippery entrance, nudging it into her tight opening and then impaling herself with my dick so quickly, my vision dances.

We both groan in unison as my hands find her hips to guide her.

“Enough. Teasing,” she says as she lifts herself up, hands flying to my chest, and begins to ride me. She swivels her hips, then slams herself down on me again and again, the wet sound of our arousal filling the room.

The headboard begins slapping against the wall in loud thuds, but fuck, we’re both too lost to stop.

Bringing my thumb to her clit, I circle it as I watch my cock sliding in and out of her, a sense of possessiveness taking a hold of me as her tight little cunt clamps around me.

I love watching her stretch around my cock.

Nothing in the fucking world is hotter than watching her ride me as she chases her pleasure.

Her nails bite into my chest as she comes, tossing her head back and moaning my name so loudly that I grasp her hips, pulling her down on my cock as far as she can possibly fucking go, and then I let go. I move her hips back and forth as I empty deep inside of her, filling her completely with every drop of my cum.

Goddamnit.

I lift her up just slightly, glancing down between us, watching as both of our cum seeps from her pussy onto my cock, dripping down my balls onto the bed. Making a mess that has me thickening inside of her again already. I pull her off my cock, setting her gently on the bed, and reach between her thighs, using two fingers to push it back inside of her juicy pussy.

There’s something about seeing her pink little cunt leaking my cum. I want to keep it inside of her, every goddamn drop. The possessive side of me loves marking her with my cum.

I’m about to shove my fingers into her mouth to make her lick them clean, when a loud knock on the door has Caroline springing up from the bed.

“Oh fuck,” she whispers, her eyes wide as she turns to the door, “Uh, yes?”

“Caroline, is everything alright in there? We heard loud banging noises. Can you open the door so we can make sure you're okay?”

I quickly get up from the bed, searching for my briefs, but I can’t find them on the floor in my panic.

“Hudson, go… out the window,” she whispers. “That’s our nosy house mother, and she’s not gonna leave without checking that I’m okay. Please, I don’t want to get in trouble with the sorority for breaking the rules when I’m still new here. You have to go.”

“Bubblegum, I’m butt-ass fucking naked with your cum still coating my cock. Help me find my clothes!” I whisper yell, realizing that this situation just got even more insane.

Caroline is now stifling a laugh, and I narrow my gaze, searching for the black briefs I tossed somewhere in the haste of earlier.

“Here!” She tosses my briefs at me, then swipes my phone off her nightstand and tosses that too, shooing me towards the window.

I get my boxers on in five seconds flat, and climb back out the window I just snuck through, turning back to face her once I’m outside. She hastily kisses my lips. “I’ll call you.”

Then she quietly shuts the window, leaving me standing outside with the rest of my clothes still scattered on her floor.

I’m oustide her window in my fucking underwear. In the middle of the night. At a goddamn sorority house with my dick literally still wet with our cum.

Jesus Christ.

I send a text to the only person I know who won’t give me shit, and I start walking in the opposite direction of her house to hide between some nearby trees while I wait for my rescue.

Because what else can I do?

Ten minutes later, a dark mini van with a yellow “baby on board” sticker on the back slows beside my hiding place, the passenger window rolled down, and I don’t even need to fucking glance over to see who’s hanging partially out of the window.

“This must be a real low moment for you, Romeo.” Chaney smirks.

I don’t even fucking look at him, just start walking to the car, my hand covering my junk.

“Really? You had to bring him?” I say.

Briggs shrugs. “He was at the house watching a movie with me since Maddison is having a girls’ night. So, I had to bring all of the kids….”

The motorized door slides open, revealing Olive and Dexter asleep in their car seats, and I shake my head, sighing heavily.

Poor Olive is clutching her stuffed bunny in her pink pajamas like her life depends on it, snoring slightly. Dexter’s clearly milk drunk, pacifier half hanging out his mouth, a dreamy and content look on his little face. Hell, I wish I could be him right now instead of having to have my best friend on a search and rescue mission to pick me up from a sorority house half-naked. I didn’t even get to cuddle Caroline after our sexy high.

“You’re never going to let me live this down… are you?” I roll my eyes.

“Nope,” they say in unison, smug smirks on their faces.

Fucking great.

Chaney’s grin widens, “Get in, loser, we’re going back to the daycare.”

Chuckling, I climb inside the van, stepping on a book that starts singing the alphabet loud as fuck, causing both Briggs and Chaney to whip around and “shhh” me obnoxiously loud. Even louder than the fucking book. I flop down onto the seat and rest my head against the headrest squeezing my eyes shut.

It just keeps getting fucking worse.

Briggs shuts the door and pulls down the road, silence hanging heavily in the air, the only sound the little snores of the two kids who are thankfully still passed out.

I know my friends want to fuck with me, I can practically feel it in the air. They’re desperately trying to keep it under wraps.

“Just fucking say it.” I sigh.

They look at each other, and then fucking die of laughter. Briggs is laughing so hard for a minute I’m scared he might wreck the van.

“Dude, we just picked you up in the middle of the night in your fucking underwear outside of a sorority house in Briggs’s daddy mobile,” Chaney wheezes. “You snuck out of a sorority girl’s window like a creepy old cradle robber. Got a thing for daddy kink, old man?” He’s literally struggling to breathe, he's laughing so hard.

“Oh fuck you, Rookie,” I say, slapping the back of his head.

His shoulders shake with more laughter, and then Briggs looks back at me for a moment before dragging his attention back to the road. “As funny as this is, brother, I’m kinda worried you’re going to get caught. I mean, what if someone actually saw you?”

I shrug. “Trust me, I had a moment of insanity. Won’t happen again.” Although, that’s a promise I’m not sure I can keep since she seems to make me lose all semblance of sanity. “I’m going to be more careful.”

He’s got a point. I’m sneaking into her room because I couldn’t stay away from her. Is this shit really just for fun anymore? Because the way I felt tonight… I needed to be with her.

I couldn’t go another second without seeing her.

And what’s more, I’m disappointed I didn’t get to spend more time with her tonight before I was unceremoniously shoved out the window. I wanted to hold her in my arms for a while, to hear about her week, to tell her about mine. To soak up everything about her.

I’m beginning to think that I might be a little fucked when it comes to my coach’s daughter.