As far away from Andalusia as I could get, which is what I thought I wanted—because I had no reason to stay.
“We’ve got a little more time.” I pressed my lips to his neck. “How about we go inside and stop wasting it out here.”
“Round four, huh?” He lifted my hand to his lips and kissed my knuckle. “I like the sound of that.”
Hudson and I had been tangled in a constant embrace for the entire weekend. Preston got an invitation to attend a team meeting for new recruits and had to go to Tuscaloosa. I wasn’t sure how it would be without him there, but I found out that Hudson had lots of stamina on his own—and a ravenous appetite. I liked both of the Anderson brothers, but Hudson was definitely more charming than Preston. It seemed to be about more than sex for him, despite the fact that the weekend had been spent almost exclusively in the bedroom. I was afraid to let myself believe it could be more. I spent so much time planning my escape from Andalusia, and I was on the threshold of leaving that small town behind. The only thing I had to do was pack the clunker I bought and say goodbye to the foster family that had been nice enough to let me stay longer than they had to. Saying goodbye to the Anderson brothers was going to be hard though—especially if Hudson kept looking at me the way he did once we got back inside the house.
“I can’t believe you never got in trouble at school for these.” Hudson took the pack of cigarettes out of my hand and tossed them on the couch. “Principal Lawson would have paddled your ass if he caught you.”
“When you grow up in the foster system, you get really good at hiding things—especially things that can get you in trouble.” I smiled and sank into his embrace.
And your emotions—definitely those.
“It sounds like you’re long overdue for a trip to the Principal’s office.” He slid his hand down my back and gave me a light slap on my ass.
“Oh yeah?” I leaned back and grinned. “What are you going to do about it?”
“Maybe I should give you a spanking.” He grabbed the front of my jeans and started unbuttoning the front button.
“Well nobody is here to stop you.” I bit down on my bottom lip and looked up at him.
Hudson had started to show a little bit of a dominant side during our weekend together. It was kind of exciting. Preston was usually the one who liked to randomly slap my ass, especially when he was taking me from behind. Hudson usually didn’t do much more than ravage my body and chase his blissful release while satisfying the craving inside me. Over the course of the weekend, he had gotten bolder. He pinned my hands to the mattress, fucked me hard enough for it to hurt—but in a good way, and it seemed that he was going to escalate it even further when he got me back to the bedroom. I definitely didn’t mind. If he had a fantasy, I was more than happy to be on the receiving end of anything he wanted. I liked seeing his confidence unfold without Preston there to act like the alpha male, and I felt closer to Hudson than I had before the weekend started.
“Come here, naughty girl.” Hudson smiled as he pulled me towards the bed once we were upstairs.
“I made it all the way through high school without getting punished. I guess I should have known my naughty behavior would get me in trouble eventually.” I giggled as he started to pull my jeans and panties down my hips.
“You’re definitely in trouble now.” Hudson sat down and pulled me across his knee.
SMACK!
“Ooh, it’s going to be a hard spanking.” I wiggled my ass against his hand.
“That’s what naughty girls get.” He pulled his hand away.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“I’ll definitely be a good girl after this.” I moaned and lifted my ass to meet his hand.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“I doubt it.” He chuckled and caressed the spot where his hand came down. “You like being a naughty girl too much.”
“That’s probably true.” I let out a gasp. “You’ll probably have to spank me really hard if you want me to be a good girl.”
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I definitely liked that side of Hudson. It made him even more attractive—if that was possible. His hand bounced from one side of my ass to the other as he spanked me. The spanking did something to me that brought out emotion and desire at the same time. My pussy was so wet that I was aching for him to notice. I’d be his naughty girl anytime he wanted if it made me burn with that much desire. I looked over my shoulder and saw that my ass had a pink glow in the center. It was starting to sting, but I didn’t want him to stop—not unless he was going to throw me on the bed and fuck me. I was almost certain that was going to happen once he was done because his cock was startin
g to throb in his pants. I needed it—more than ever. The spanking was lighting a fuse inside me and it was starting to burn out of control.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“You need something else, don’t you.” He pushed his hand between my thighs and rubbed my clit. “Something that all naughty girls crave.”
“Yes!” I moaned and rubbed my pussy against his touch.
“You’re about to get it.” He lifted me up and I fell back against the mattress.