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Chapter 18- End of Bliss

His fingers dug into her waist as she moved back and forth on his lap, her hands staying content on his shoulders. Heavy panting was heard as she brought her fingers to his chest and slowly scratched his skin. Running her touch over a tattoo of his children's names embedded in a heart with the years of their births on it was something she found sentimentally sweet. Continuing her motions, her mouth slightly came agape as her palms met with the wall and she hovered over him. Biting her lip to stay quiet, a sudden knock on the door made her shutter.

"Daddy?" Roderick called as he closed his eyes and let out a small chuckle. As she went to move, he pulled her back towards him.

"You aren't going anywhere..."

"But they need you-"

"I'm sure whatever it is can wait." He said as he then claimed dominance, placing her underneath him. Her nails pierced his skin as she placed all her feelings of ecstasy in her touch. Knowing this, he let out a growl near their ear.

"Daddy?" he repeated-shifting some of Hudson's attention to his son.

"I will...be out in a moment-" He said hurriedly-sounding a mix between exhausted and in pain.

"I need your help with my homework, I can't find Quinn."

Hudson's gaze fell to the woman underneath him as they both let out a small and nearly silent chuckle.

"I am sure she is working real hard to be quiet so you two can study."

She hit him as he gave his final thrusts, making her grip the sheets at her sides and arch her back.

"Dammit-" He said as he placed his feet on the ground as he was still sitting upon the bed. "I hate not being able to spend the mornings lying in bed with you...me reading the paper and you reading a book-"

"It is nice to know you envision us-"

"Do you think I don't?"

Collecting his shirt from the floor, she threw it over her bare body as she placed a leg under the other and sat beside Hudson. Quinn then interlaced her finger as she placed them on his shoulder.

"To be honest, I can't read you. I mean...I can when it comes to what you desire...but as far as what you are thinking...I'm at a loss...a complete loss..."

"Perhaps I could speak my feelings more clearly..." he placed his hand on her cheek. "I know I am not the type of guy to tell you everything on my mind, and for that, I'm sorry. I hope you know that I love you and want to be with only you, Quinn. Always you."

"Always you." She said back as they went to kiss before the sound of the front door came open. Looking at each other with a medium amount of fear-knowing that sound to acknowledge the arrival of Rochelle, they quickly parted as she tried to dress as fast as possible.

"I'll be right back to let you know when the coast is clear."

He went to leave before she pulled him back, allowing a deep kiss to linger on his lips. He smirked as he turned the corner and moved down the stairs to welcome his wife. Hearing a muffled conversation, she was standing in only a shirt, underwear, and socks as she could not seem to find her pants. Closing her eyes for a moment, she replayed the latest moments with Hudson-unable to break his touch from her memory.

As expected, and as he said, a knock came on the door and she opened it quickly but froze in fear.

"Rochelle."

She stood with an expression of shock and confusion before a smirk came over her face and she began to shake her head.

"I knew it..." She murmured. Quinn had stood with a stunned reaction, knowing she had been busted-and petrified that it would then ruin Hudson's white-picket-fence life.