Hudson POV
Fuck. FUCK. He has full advantage of me. I tightened my grip around his hands and picked them up. I gently pulled on him so that he would climb onto the bed. Now that we were face to face, I let go of his hands. My hands felt cold without being wrapped around his. I looked up at him and swallowed hard. He was watching me so carefully. I stepped closer to the bed and closer to him. We were centimeters apart. I could feel his hot breath against my lips as our noses were touching. He started to lean in but stopped quickly. I slid my hand up the back of his neck and tightened my grip on it, causing him to let out a little whine.
Fuck. He whined? God that was hot.
I pulled his head towards me and felt his lips meet mine. Fuck they were soft and they tasted so good. I flicked my tongue on his bottom lip asking for permission. He opened his mouth and his tongue feathered across mine and it felt like heaven. I was feeling so many new sensations despite having made out with girls before.
Shit. Girls. I have a girlfriend!
I pulled myself away from him as fast as I could disconnecting the trail of spit between us. My head was spinning and I couldn't breathe. I looked up at him to find he was looking down and biting his lip. I looked in the direction he was looking to find that I was hard as fuck.
"Fuck. Um, I-uh, I have, I gotta, oh fu.." I scrambled to hide myself and get my words out. I heard him let out a little laugh before I looked up at him. He had a smirk on his face. He knew I loved that.
I hurried out of the room. I needed to get rid of this because it was starting to hurt. I locked myself in the bathroom and leaned up against the door. With a handful of spit and a ear to the door, I went to town with him on my mind. After I finished, I washed my hands and cleaned myself up and went back to my room. I found him laying on his stomach on my bed. When I stepped in, he sat up and dropped his legs over the side of the bed.
"Shut the door and come here, please" he asked quietly. I was hesitant but I did as he asked. I walked to the foot of the bed but he motioned for me to come stand in front of him.
"Come here." He said, patting his legs and holding out his arms.
Was I really about to sit on his lap to be comforted by him?
My thought was interrupted by his fingers pushing my hair out of my eyes and I found myself already on his lap. I looked at him. His eyes were soft and loving. He brushed his thumb over my lips. They were swollen and I could feel it.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have forced myself onto you earlier." He spoke softly, with a hint of sadness in his voice. He dropped his forehead against the side of my face. I lightly leaned back and shook my head no. Our eyes met again and I pressed my lips to his. I felt him melt at the kiss. His hands snaked around my waist. This felt so nice.
