Looking for You (Oh Captain, My Captain 1)

I scoff at him. “What are you going to do take me to Paris?”

“If that’s what you want.”

When I look in his eyes, I think that he might really do that, but I know that is just a crazy dream. It just makes my insides flutter thinking that he would do that for me.

“Do we have a deal?” I ask, biting my lip.

He leans in and whispers in my ear. “How about a compromise? How about I just show you how much I care about you without going all the way?” His scruff tickles my face as I nod. “But not on a couch.”

He stands, pulling me with him. He takes my hand and heads to the bedroom. He spins me, cupping my face. He gives me a sexy smirk and cocks one eyebrow. He kisses me and guides me towards the bed. I can feel myself shaking when my knees hit the bed.

“Ellie, I won’t hurt you. I promise. I’ll never hurt you.” I nod. He leans in, whispering in my ear. “Trust me.”

He takes a step back, pulling off his t-shirt. I’m trying to keep my jaw from dropping as I stare at his beautifully sculpted chest. He undid his belt, and I stop breathing. He steps back to me.

“Look at me.” I look into his beautiful, loving eyes. “Trust me.” He lightly kisses my lips.

I can’t move. I’m paralyzed, not in fear, but in lust. I’m holding myself in place so that I don’t do something wrong. I’m not even sure if I should look anywhere, except in his eyes. He drops his pants, and my mouth goes dry.

“Ellie, we’re not having sex. I promise.”

“I trust you,” I whisper.

“If you want me to stop, I will.”

I shake my head. My body is humming for him. He lightly caresses my cheek and kisses me. When he stops, I feel like there is no air in the room. He begins to unbutton my blouse, and my breasts are aching for his touch. I bite my lip as he pushes the blouse off my shoulders letting it fall. His lust filled eyes stare at me as he pulls my skirt down.

I’ve never been this naked in front of anyone, especially a man. I’m shaking with anticipation of what he is going to next. He smiles as if he is about attack me, but I know that he wouldn’t. His lips cover mine. I moan with the pleasure from his soft lips on mine. He picks me up, fireman style, and lays me in the center of the bed. He props himself above me, and I feel his hardness between my legs. The tightening in my chest increases as I think of how close I am to him. I keep telling myself to trust him, and that he won’t go that far.

He leaves my mouth and lies on his side next to me. He begins to kiss my neck down to my breasts. He pulls my bra down, and I quickly inhale as the shot of electricity goes through my veins when he gently sucks on my nipple. My stomach flutters as I feel his fingertips trail down to the top of my thong. I want him to touch me, and I silently pray that he does. I moan his name as he switches to my other breast and teases me over my thong.

I let go of all logic. I let my body and hormones take over. I grip his neck with one hand and hold on to the comforter with the other. I rock my hips, saying his name over and over. He releases my breast and comes back to my mouth. My legs open on their own accord as he moves my underwear to the side. He gently touches me. My body jerks as he rubs me. He slowly enters a finger inside of me. I break the kiss and arch my back. I moan loudly.

“Just relax,” he says in my ear. “Enjoy it.”

His fingers work me, and I feel my body tightening around him.

“Ellie, you feel so good.” His words send a small thrill through me.

I move my hand down his back to the top of his waistband. My hormones have officially taken over. I gently drag my nails to the front of him. I’m not sure if he wants me to do this, or if I’m even going to do it right, but I do. My confidence levels rise as I take him in hand.

“Oh my God, Ellie,” he moans working on me faster.

I begin to go at the same pace as him. He says my name again and that he won’t last long. Within a couple of moments, I yell his name, and my body is shaking. Hudson releases the same time, saying my name over and over. I can’t believe what just happened. I look at Hudson as he stares at me. I’m not sure what to say. I’ve never had so many emotions races through me. I feel beautiful, confident, content, and unsure of what is going to happen next.

“I told you to trust me.” He kisses me, taking away all the uncertainty.

Chapter Fifteen

Hudson

What a night. Starting with Ellie accusing me of being married, me attempting to tell her about my job, but failing, and then what we just did. Ellie is extraordinary, in all aspects. I still can’t believe everything that’s happened today. A little while later, we’re dressed and laying in bed facing one another.

“Tell me about your childhood and your aunt,” I say softly. She’s never really talked about it, and I want to know everything about her.

Ellie seems surprised, but she cuddles up to me and begins to tell me about it. “My aunt was the best person I’ve ever known. She raised me with no complaints. She homeschooled me and she was my best friend. We did a lot of stuff outside. I think that’s why I like nature so much. She had a large flower bed in our backyard, and we were always working in it together. She would buy me books, and we would read until late into the night. She wasn’t a big TV watcher either. She didn’t have a mean bone in her body.”

“She seems like she was an amazing person,” I tell her once she’s done. It seems like once her parents died, Ellie stuck close to her aunt, which makes sense after losing them at such a young age.