Back to You: A Hudson Family Series- Book 1- Synclair and Reece (16 page)

Dalton and Rachel looked like they were watching a tennis match, considering how much they kept turning their heads toward Lucas then toward Reece. I had just settled in and was about to turn my attention back to the Lucas and Sara show when suddenly Reece was standing right in front of me. Irritated that he was blocking my view I huffed out, “Is there something you wanted?” Okay, bad line, looking more animal than human he reached down, scooped me and walked back to the sofa with me. As soon as he sat down with me I jumped back up and looked at him. The bastard was smiling, not a sweet smile, a smile that made me feel like a mouse being toyed with by a lion.

This time, I went to the far end of the sofa, placing a laughing Rachel between us. Again, no sooner had I sat down when I looked up and Reece was standing there, again without a word he scooped me up and returned to his seat with me on his lap.

I was about to jump up again when Sara gasped. I turned and saw her and Lucas in a fevered lip lock. I know it was wrong to stare, but damn, it looked like Lucas was starving and Sara’s lips were water. Moments passed and he finally the broke the kiss. With a big smile, Lucas led a stunned and slightly dazed looking Sara to the recliner I had been sitting in and sat down with her on his lap.

“I think you should hit play on the movie,” Dalton suggested to Rachel. Without a word she hit play and turned up the volume.

“Say the word sweetheart and I’ll let you go,” Reece whispered. It was hard to think when he was stroking my neck.

“If I get up are you going to just pick me back up and bring me back here again?” His smirk was answer enough.

“Every time, I can do this all night until you choose to stay in my lap, in my arms,” He whispered back, his hot breath blowing in my ear, making me shiver.

Damn, he had outsmarted me, every time he invaded my space or touched me I could move, but he was going to wear me down by repeating the insufferable action over and over again. I wanted to be mad, I needed to be mad, this wasn’t the deal.
Yeah, but you like those strong arms.
Wow, my inner voice was such a bitch.

“You said you wouldn’t touch me again until I asked, you’re breaking the deal.” It sounded weak, especially since I was wrapping my hands around his neck as I was saying it.

He tucked my head under his chin. “I’m fighting for my life here, Synclair, You’re the air I breathe and I can’t live without it, I won’t. So am I breaking rules and fighting dirty? You bet. I’m going to get you so addicted to my touch that you will crave me as much as I crave you. When the month is up you’re never going to want to leave me. Your body already responds to me, your heart already wants me, it’s your brain that hasn’t caught up yet. So if this is a war of wills against your stubborn, fearful brain and me, prepare to be stormed sweetheart, I’m not losing this war and I am not above guerilla warfare to do it.” With that, he kissed the top of my head and turned toward the television.

I wanted to deny everything he was saying. But my lady parts had woken up with his speech and my nipples were so hard they had begun to ache. Then there was the touching. My butt was nestled in his groin and I could feel his erection pressing back at me. Just the thought made me wet with lust. Then there was the stroking, yeah those hands were slowly rubbing up and down my arms in featherlike caresses. Lust overpowered my good judgement, I relaxed in his hold and before I knew it I was falling asleep.

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I knew the exact moment that Synclair fell asleep. Her whole body relaxed, and she actually snuggled deeper into my arms. I couldn’t stop the huge grin from spreading across my face. I looked up at Lucas and was shocked to see him smiling. Lucas was always the more serious one, always careful. I knew he saw women, but he never brought them home. I know it was because he didn’t want to parade a bunch of women around our baby sister. No, Sara was the only one that he had ever brought around and we all instantly loved her. Sara looked happy too, she was settled against Lucas, their hands intertwined.

Looking down at the sleeping angel in my arms, I was surprised to realize how serene she looked. For all the things she had been through, all that time on her own, by herself, I couldn’t imagine what her life had been life. Yet, she still had a huge heart, whether she wanted to admit it or not. Synclair cared. She had chased Rachel all the way here to make sure she was okay, she gave her time and money to those women at the shelter and loved her uncle Jack without question.

I only had a short time to make her fall in love with me. Glancing from Sara to Synclair I smiled. Synclair and Sara had really hit it off, and I knew Sara was sincere when she offered to talk to Synclair about partnering up. It was obvious from dinner that Synclair was talented in the kitchen and Sara was a great business woman, she just needed a strong partner to get her to the next level. Could I convince Synclair to invest in Sara’s business? Maybe turn it into more than just a diner? Could I get her to give up her dream of a bar in Vegas and settle for family, love, friends and a restaurant here in Carson City? What do I do about Amber? That witch has caused more trouble than an elephant in a China shop, could Synclair live in the same town and not kill her?

Holding her tighter I stood up from the sofa and whispered to the room. “Bedtime guys, night.”

She didn’t even stir as I made my way to my bedroom. I know I should have taken her to the guest room, but I just couldn’t let her go yet. I carefully pulled back the comforter and laid her down on the cool, pale blue sheets. Apparently the woman was either tired or slept like the dead. She didn’t even twitch as I removed her boots, and then her sweater. I almost drooled when I saw the lacy, red bra she was wearing. Telling myself, I was just undressing her to make her comfortable, a lie, totally and completely; I pulled off her black jeans and felt my heart pound with lust. The woman was going to the death of me. I glanced down at her full, lace covered breasts, past her soft stomach to her curvy hips where a wisp of a red, lace thong matched her bra. I definitely needed to thank Rachel for taking her shopping. I couldn’t help but run my hands over her creamy skin. The hard on I’d had all day was straining against my jeans, desperate to come out and play.

If I played this wrong she would most likely beat me to death, but I couldn’t let any opportunity to get closer to her pass me by.
Don’t judge me, I was on a time crunch dammit.

I undressed down to my boxers and climbed into bed. I was relieved when she immediately turned over and snuggled into my chest. Pulling the comforter over us, I gave her a kiss on the head, told my raging hard on to calm the fuck down and proceeded to have the best night’s sleep I’d had in years.

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The hot dream I was having about Reece was the most erotic thing I had ever known. His hot, wet mouth kissed me from head to toe. Making short work of my lacy bra and matching thong, his hands roamed my body.

“I have to taste you.” He purred. Since it was my dream, I opened my legs and arched when he parted my folds with his tongue. I knew I was wet and thrust my hands in his hair as he lapped at my juices. He licked, nibbled and sucked my clit until I was writhing. I couldn’t stand it, I had to have him in me.

“Oh god Reece I need more,” I muttered feverishly. All common sense was gone, this was the best-wet dream I’d ever had, and I was going to take it all the way.

“Tell me you want me Synclair.” He urged. When all I did was moan he pushed one finger deep inside me while still suckling my clit. Thrusting my hips off the bed, I tossed my head from side to side.

“Tell me.” His voice was more urgent now.

“Yes, please Reece I want you. I want you now.” I didn’t care how desperate I sounded, if my dream Reece didn’t plunge balls deep in me soon, I was going to explode.

He pulled his fingers out, and I mourned the loss of their heat. But then he was kissing me, tongue in my mouth, both of us lost to the dueling battle of our tongues. We bit, nibbled, sucked and enjoyed each other, my hands ran up and down his back, around his front to the waistband of his boxers, even with my eyes closed I could feel how hard he was. Using my feet, I pushed his boxers down past his knees and arched up, inviting him to impale me with the cock that had haunted my dreams.

“I love you Synclair, tell me you love me.”

“I do, I always have, and it’s always been you.” I told him honestly. I hadn’t even realized until right then, that what I had just told my dream Reece was true, I did love him.

I didn’t even get to analyze what I had just said before he thrust his large cock into my wet channel and filled me to the hilt. My eyes sprang open when I felt the fullness inside of me. Reece began thrusting while rubbing my clit with one finger. I looked at his face while he surged in and out of me, my climax closing in on me. I suddenly realized this wasn’t a dream! Reece was fucking me senseless, and I was enjoying it and I had just told him I loved him.

I knew it was bad but I couldn’t think past my own lust, I called his name as I came. He continued thrusting drawing out my orgasm until he finally hit his own with my named on his lips. I was exhausted, as he pulled out and pulled me to him, I tried to get my senses back. Tiredness pulled at me and I was so sated from that epic orgasm, I fell back to sleep.

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I woke up to red, soft curls tickling my nose. Inhaling the sweet scent of the woman, still asleep in my arms, made me smile. I hadn’t planned on seducing Synclair last night, but somewhere in the middle of the night, I felt her hands rubbing my chest, stroking my cock and her mouth murmuring my name. Still half asleep I began to stroke her face and run my lips across her jaw, her neck and then down between the valley of her breasts. After that I was lost, I wasn’t sure if she was dreaming or I was, but I couldn’t stop. I nearly came when she told she loved me, my heart pounded and I felt giddy.

Of course, lying here in the late morning, I was worried about her reaction when she finally woke up. Was she going to regret it? Did I take advantage of her? Damn, the best sex of my life might just get me castrated.

Feeling her move, I froze. “I’m awake Reece, I’m not going to kill you so you can stop protecting your balls,” She said smiling against my chest. I looked down, I hadn’t even realized that I had moved a hand over my man parts.

She pushed up to a sitting position and tucked her unruly curls behind her ears.

“I’m not sorry.” I blurted out. I wasn’t, and I wasn’t going to sit here while she told me how much she regretted our love making.

She cocked her head to the side and regarded me through sleepy hazel eyes. She smirked. “I’m a big girl Reece, I know what I did and what I said and what I chose to do.” She said simply.

I’m sure the shock showed on my face, I had expected anger, violence, denials, but not… what was it? Acceptance?

Grabbing my hand she smiled. “Listen, I have slept with men Reece.”
Okay that I didn’t need to hear.
“But I never do repeats, that’s what Rachel meant by my one and dones,” She explained, helping to calm the jealousy that was rising.

“You hurt me Reece, a lot. You were the first person I let into my heart and you crushed it. I believed you were different from everyone else, everyone always just wanted to use me, my mother included.” The sad look on her face made me want to hold her. I pulled the hand that was holding mine closer but she resisted.

“No, I gotta get this out, Reece.” She pulled away, grabbing the sheet around her she got up from the bed and paced.

“I never had anyone to rely on Reece, Chef Maxwell was the first person who believed in me and Uncle Jack was the first person that I could rely on. I couldn’t rely on my mother Reece because she was a drug addict, and I never knew my father. So after you, I didn’t let people close.” She sighed and looked at me. “Rachel got to me, in her own optimistic way, she made me care about her, and I love your brothers, and I love the way your home is so warm and comfortable.”

I wanted to leap from the bed, this was all good right? She cared about my family, my house was warm and comfortable and none of those other bastards that had touched her, ever really had a chance. My heart lifted with hope.

“I don’t know how to erase the insecurity of someone really loving me Reece and I live in Vegas, my life is there, I’m going back there to rebuild my bar, I’m going to get that land. I even called a friend of mine to see if they could find out who bought it from UJ since he won’t tell me.”

Shit, I’m am so fucked.
I tried not to let the panic show on my face. I was the one who purchased the land that had once held Jack’s bar. No one knew, not even my brothers and since I hadn’t really spent most of my inheritance and my vet practice was lucrative it hadn’t been a hardship. Jack had sold it to me to keep Synclair from rebuilding in Vegas. It was the one thing he and I really agreed on. Synclair needed a family, since he was going to be in Ireland, he trusted me to make her happy here, and if I didn’t, of course, he would cut my balls off.  What had once seemed like a solid plan, now seemed like the nail in my coffin.

“Reece, are you even listening to me?” Her angry voice pulled me out of my thoughts.

I looked at her standing there, hands on her hips, bedsheet tied around her chest. Nope, I wasn’t listening, I didn’t care what she said as along she didn’t give up on us.

“Honestly sweetheart you lost me as soon as you told me you didn’t regret last night, I’ve been staring like a loon since.” Okay, I had caught some of her rants, but mostly I had been staring.

Her face softened, and she sat in front of me, perched on the edge of the bed.
Soon to be known as our bed.

“I still have feelings for you Reece, I’m trying to be mature and not lie and not run. I don’t know what is going to happen in a month when UJ releases the money to me, I can’t promise you anything.” She lowered her head, and I immediately raised it back up with my fingers under her chin. I couldn’t stand the sadness in her eyes. She was being honest, she was scared, but she wasn’t running. Damn how I loved my brave girl. I kissed her softly on the lips and smiled when she sighed.

“Just give me a month, to be friends, lovers, and maybe something else, I swear I won’t hurt you. Let me show you that your heart is safe with me and that you belong here.” I implored her, silently vowing that no matter what she answered, I was not giving up.

She smiled up at me, still looking unsure. I could tell she had made her decision when she sat back and removed the knot in the bed sheet. It tumbled to her waist and my mouth watered at the sight of her pink nipples, so hard, just waiting to be suckled. She grabbed my hands and placed them on her naked butt.

“Hands
on
my ass Hudson, you’ve got 29 days and no matter what, no regrets.” She decreed as I pulled her to my waiting erection, my hands never leaving her ass.

I could do this, I was so going to do this, and I was going to win.