Fuck, that was hot. Like seriously hot, and I almost asked him to strip me but no, he was right. The clothes should stay on.
“I so fucking want you,” he growled as he kissed down my chin and along my neck. “And I fucking love your breasts.” He massaged one as I made more room for him, spreading my legs and throwing one over his hip.
That might have been a mistake as we started grinding together.
A really good mistake at least.
We kissed for another minute or so and Hudson went stiff, grunting and grinding against me harder. Then he stopped, moving his head to my shoulder, gasping for air.
I couldn’t even hide my shock when I realized what had happened. “Really?”
“Really,” he mumbled.
“Oh, I—well—” I almost thanked him when he moved his hand over my mouth.
“Yes, it happens to every man. I know that. I’m also young. I know that too. What you don’t know is I’ve not even looked at another woman since we started hooking up. I’ve not touched one, even when we were apart, and I know we were only casual, but it was serious for me too. So, that means I’ve been using my right hand this whole time we’ve been apart and dying for you. I’m not surprised.”
Okay then. I still didn’t know what to say, so I simply kissed his hand a few times. He’d had crazy endurance always, so it was… Flattering?
Painful to think how many levels of shit we went through because he was stupid?
Hell if I knew.
He turned his head and started kissing my neck as he massaged my breasts. His hips ground against mine and he was still hard, so it seemed he wanted to ignore the fast release.
I was good with that.
“I miss being inside my princess,” he moaned as I arched against him.
We both flinched at that. He apologized and tripped over himself a bit. I cut through that by kissing him and wrapping my arms around his neck. That was the last thing I wanted to talk about right then.
Plus, I had really missed the naughty fun with him.
We finished together this time, and it was nothing compared to the orgasms I’d had with him during all our hot sex, but it was… Comforting. It felt nice, sweet, and like it should be.
And the fucking energy between us chilled out. Even with the dampener charm, it still was a bit much at times.
“Thank you for giving me another chance, Tamsin,” he whispered as he rolled us so I was lying on him, his thick arms wrapped around me.
“We’re not there yet, but you’re slowly convincing me,” I teased, but needed him to hear that things weren’t just magically okay because we’d made out.
“Slow is good. I can keep convincing you too.”
We must have dozed off as we both shot up when there was firm knocking on the door. I almost laughed when we both checked our clothes first, even though we hadn’t taken them off, but then he made sure my makeup wasn’t messed up.
“Enter,” he called out, frowning as he seemed to realize who it was.
Colton came in with Mrs. Rothchild right behind him. “We have a situation, and it’s best you return to your house so we can go over it.”
That took me a minute. They were here for me.
Awwww fuck. What is it now? I nodded and then gave Colton a look to leave. He smirked, nodding as they closed the door again.
While standing right on the other side. Twits.
“Apparently, I have to go,” I sighed, glancing around the room. “Thanks for this. It was really nice. Um, maybe we could—well, I guess—”
“Would you like to have lunch with me again next Sunday?” he offered, looking hopeful.
I smiled, giving a slow nod. “I’d like that, yeah. It felt right to have this time and just be us, not have to hide everything.”
“I agree.” He moved closer and cupped my cheek. “Go handle what you need to and let me know if you want help, okay?”
“Okay,” I agreed, standing on my toes and giving him a kiss. “See you tomorrow at school.”
“Be safe.”
I bit back a snort. Nothing in my life was all that safe, but I knew what he meant, and I did my best to do what I could safely.
Besides all the trouble I went looking for.
I left, giving Colton and Mrs. Rothchild curious looks as we headed for the portal. They clearly didn’t want to talk about it in the castle, but were brimming with… Something.
I doubted that could be good. Call me a pessimist, but it normally wasn’t.
“What’s up?” I blurted when we were through the portal.
“McGrath flipped,” Colton answered. “There’s chaos all over the place.”
My mind hadn’t remotely thought that direction, so it took me a moment to catch up, but then I burst out laughing. I laughed so hard, I honestly had to lean against the wall of the hallway from the garage to the kitchen. Oh fuck, this was good.
And I did it all over again when I saw Mel and how amused she was.
“Snakes are always slithering,” she purred. “The council left him to suck it up on his own. He kept trying to contact them in front of the humans like they were his attorneys, and they finally sent word on Thursday that they wouldn’t be representing him, basically saying they were cutting ties and letting him fry.”
“Oh, I could see that going over well,” I drawled.
“He flipped. Completely and totally flipped,” she confirmed. “And has made it clear that it was all done to get you and he must have been framed for trying to help
