Chapter 237: Makeup .... Stuff

He trails a finger around my belly button, the nerves firing over my body as Hudson kisses a circle around it. His tongue dips in the tiny hole and he sucks.

My back arches. "Oh my Word."

Hudson chuckles, undoing the top on of my pants. "We'll consider this our first bout of makeup sex. I don't think we'll fight often, so I plan to make it very memorable."

If this is one of his ideas, I don't plan to argue. He's allowed to go full steam ahead.

When he doesn't hear any objections — silly man, why would he expect any — Hudson finishes removing the tight black jeans I'd put on after work today. "I love your ass in these pants. Where did you buy them? Let's get you five more pair."

"The mall, I think." I answer truthfully as best as possible. My brain's scattered as my blood pools to my lower regions. I'm sure I bought them during a random shopping trip with Aspen.

The jeans and underwear get caught around my ankles and Hudson lifts my legs, taking his time pulling them over my