Personal Shopper (5 page)

“Oh, fuck,” Will breathed, eyes fluttering shut and head flopping back heavily on the couch cushion as Hudson’s mouth took him in.

Will’s legs stayed wide open, thighs straining, giving Hudson all the room in the world to do this. He shook to his very core, the firm suction of Hudson’s mouth pulling gasps from his mouth. All the anticipation in the world hadn’t prepared him for the absolute perfection of this beautiful man between his knees, moving up and down with one clear goal in mind – to send Will into orbit.

“Oh.” Will gasped now, the rhythm building as Hudson seemed to go into a single-minded overdrive, sucking hardest on the end and then sliding Will’s dick down his throat until he was fully sheathed. Will’s fingers dug into the soft cushions until he couldn’t resist the damp brown waves of Hudson’s hair.

As soon as Will touched him – just a gentle caress against his scalp, the sound Hudson made almost did him in. His whole body jerked at the moan, the vibrations from his lover’s throat ran right through him.

“Slow...slow down.” But Hudson didn’t seem obliged to listen, moving without breathing it seemed and God, all Will could think was he wished there wasn’t a condom involved because he’d give anything to feel those lips against his flesh.

And that did it.

His fingers dug into Hudson’s skull, pressing him close as Will’s hips came up off the sofa. Everything stopped for a second – his breathing, his body – and the orgasm rolled out of him in one long beautiful second.

“Sorry,” Will coughed as he let go of Hudson, as he eased back into the cushion. Hudson pulled off with the most obscene slurp outside of a porn movie, his eyes riveted to Will’s face.

“Let me…” Will gestured toward the condom and Hudson just smiled, pressing a kiss against Will’s knee.

“Bedroom’s in through there,” he said, his voice rough.

“I should make you carry me – my spine is melted.”

“I can do a fireman’s carry…”

“No, that’s okay.”

Hudson stood, offering a hand to Will who gratefully accepted. He wasn’t kidding about the melting.

They were nose to nose again, as Hudson all but pulled Will into his arms. Will felt the lingering evidence of his arousal against his stomach and smiled as he ran his hands over Hudson’s torso.

“I really hope you want to fuck me,” Will murmured against his mouth.

Hudson – damp and sweaty and eager – ground against Will’s body. “You have no idea how much.”

~ * ~ * ~

The bedroom was gorgeous; Hudson had taken a moment earlier to light the lamps low and turn down the bed. Will came through the door with Hudson plastered against his back, teasing him with what was to come.

Literally.

“Bathroom?” Will gestured towards the door to the left of the bed and Hudson nodded, copping a feel before pushing him away. “Ten seconds,” Will said with a smile.

“Counting,” Hudson said, then shook his head, as if he felt silly for saying it.

Will sauntered into the bathroom, with an exaggerated sway of his hips.

The condom was disposed of and Will washed his hands and face with warm water. From the next room he heard Hudson moving around and some soft strains of music starting up.

Like – date sex.

He walked out of the bathroom with a grin on his face, finding Hudson lying on the huge white and cream linen bed, hands tucked under his head and very naked.

Will threw his hands up. “Jesus Christ – your name is Hudson Smith, you have a bitchen English accent, you are sex in a suit and that’s what you look like naked? I need to write a thank you note to either karma or Santa Claus.”

Hudson laughed, going up on his elbows to give Will an even better view of his abs. “I’m going with karma.”

“You just met me.”

“I just sucked your dick.”

“And made me buy an expensive suit. I’m all turned around here.”

He licked his lips and patted the bed. “Sounds like a brilliant idea actually…”

Will crawled onto the bed, sliding across the silky soft sheets to where Hudson reclined. Will’s cock was hard and heavy between his legs – bounce back from the blow job in the living room achieved. Hudson Smith was chocolate and cocaine, the human equivalent of catnip, rolled into one package.

He reached out to touch Will’s face, a tender gesture that locked their eyes, holding the moment until the urge to move – to kiss – overwhelmed it and Will licked the full curve of Hudson’s lower lip.

The kiss morphed into something long and lewd; Hudson pulled Will into his lap, running his hands over Will’s body like he couldn’t control himself. He traced his spine down, fingers bumping over each ridge until he spread his hands out to cup Will’s ass in his palms.

Hudson wasn’t storming the gate though – every move was faintly tentative, eager but slow. Savoring.

Will came up for air, tilting his head back to breathe deeply as Hudson concentrated his attention on Will’s shoulder, his chest. Damp kisses and a rub of his cheek against flesh. Goosebumps erupted on Will’s skin. The urgency on his part was less due to the spectacular blow job but Hudson – half-hard and pressed between them – trembled only faintly under Will’s hands.

“Slow to rev up?” Will whispered, stroking his fingers over Hudson’s neck and jaw line.

“Sorry,” Hudson ducked his head but Will would have none of it.

“Shut up, and here, lie down.” He slid off Hudson’s lap and indicated the mattress. “Face down.”

Hudson hesitated so Will got bossy, giving him a shove.

“I thought you wanted…”

“Not off the menu.” Will kissed his ear, the back of his neck as Hudson moved slowly, lying face down on the bed, head pillowed on his arms.

Will straddled Hudson’s epically well-muscled ass, taking a selfish moment to press his cock against the small of his back.

“Holyhell,” he murmured. He leaned forward, his hands fanning out on Hudson’s gorgeous golden skin. The muscles rippled and they both moaned, breathless.

“Relax,” Will said, pushing hard and upwards, tightening on Hudson’s rock hard shoulders. He squeezed, pushed down then, over his shoulders and down over the curve of his arms. Will lay down on Hudson’s back, chest aligned with his spine, cock sliding over his ass.

He moved, using his body as a massage tool. Hands were sexy but was there anything better than sharing touch at this level with another person?

Hudson trembled beneath him.

“God, you’re so fucking sexy,” Will whispered against his ear, blanketing him with warmth and desire. “The second you walked into that shop, I wanted you.”

Hudson said nothing, all but vibrating now.

“I should be doing a thousand other things right now but all I can think of is how much I want you to fuck me.” Will mimicked his desire with a grind of his hips, answered by the buck of Hudson’s body.

The other man moaned at that, full-throated and desperate.

Will was moving then, rolled over onto his back by the eruption of Hudson’s body. They teetered briefly at the edge before Hudson was over Will, bracketing his body.

His expression was fierce. A serious burn that was new and while not frightening, something intensely emotional that threw Will off his game momentarily.

Then it was gone and Hudson leaned down to steal Will’s breath with his kiss.

The afternoon had just started and already, he wished they had more time.

Hudson’s hands slid up the bed to grasp Will’s wrists, his full weight against his lover’s body. He sucked the air from Will’s lungs, taking every last piece of control.

The flicked switch, from tentative to passionate, turned Will on wildly and he gave back as much as he could with teeth and tongue. When air became more important than desire, he tore his mouth away, turning his head to the side to gasp for air. The scrap of stubble against his freshly shaven face was somehow just as arousing as the kiss, causing him to thrust his hips up in pure need.

“Yeah,” Hudson muttered, running his teeth down the side of Will’s neck, hands tightening on his wrists.

Will let out a husky moan at the sting of teeth against his sensitive skin.

It’d been so long, he’d be lucky if he didn’t come again before Hudson got to the good stuff.

Hudson moved over him like a heat seeking missile; he dragged his sharp nipping kisses lower, across Will’s chest, tasting each flat brown nipple, alternating until Will started to think he could come from that alone. When he started to whimper, Hudson changed his tactic, sliding mouth and hands down Will’s torso, fingers tight on his hips to hold him to the bed.

The next few seconds had Will panting and moaning as Hudson concentrated that beautiful mouth on inside of his thighs; every bite was rewarded with a kiss, every lave of his tongue over his balls followed by a softly blown stream of cool air. Hudson rearranged himself until he was in between Will’s legs, shoving his thighs apart.

Will’s fingers tightened around the sheets, teeth sinking into his lip. The next thing he felt was a condom being slicked onto his dick, quick and efficient. He looked to see Hudson up on his knees, doing the same to himself.

He was running out of willpower; Will grabbed a pillow and shoved it under his hips – and earned a low heated growl out of Hudson as a reward.

“Please feel free not to take your time,” he said, spreading his legs wide.

Hudson’s stare was molten; he pulled a small bottle of slick from the folds of the rucked up blanket and – never breaking eye contact with Will – spread it on his fingers.

Will reached for him and they were once again in the center of a whirlwind. Hudson blanketing Will with his body, their mouths fused together. Will pressed his fingers to cradle Hudson’s skull his hands, flicking his tongue over that perfect mouth until Hudson distracted him with soft, circled touches at his most intimate opening.

He pushed down, impatient, but Hudson was having none of it. Will was kissed stupid, his tongue sucked on until he whimpered, until he lost track of everything but Hudson’s mouth – and that’s when he felt the breach, the push and Will just arched in his lover’s arms.

They stayed into that loop – mouths and fingers – until Hudson lost the rhythm, pressing his rock hard cock against Will’s hip.

“’m good, fuck me,” Will choked out as he wrestled his mouth away for air. Sweat pooled in every hollow and curve of his body; Hudson licked down the side of Will’s neck as he pulled his fingers free.

“Turn over?” Hudson asked, his voice little more than a whisper. Will didn’t need to be asked twice.

He rolled over, rubbing against any part of Hudson he could reach, earning a slap on his ass as payment.

There was a slight pause as Hudson waited for his reaction.

“Don’t stop,” Will moaned, looking over his shoulder as he spread his legs wider.

Hudson nodded, swallowing as he dragged his gaze away and down Will’s body. Another slap and Will rubbed frantically against the pillow between his legs.

Will held his breath when Hudson finally had his fill of looking and decided fucking was on the agenda. He rubbed his palms over Will’s hips, angled him up in a long moment of torture that had Will cursing into the mattress.

“Impatient,” Hudson murmured, lining himself up and pushing halfway in. He teased another inch in and then – to Will’s mounting frustration – pulled entirely out.

“Yes. Jesus fuck just…” And Will, in the middle of being demanding, was shut up in a rush when Hudson slammed into him hard enough to take his breath away.

“Sorry,” Hudson’s whisper in his ear but Will shook his head, trying to suck air back into his lungs.

“More, more,” was his only response; he let Hudson’s superior weight flatten him into the mattress, let himself go limp.

Let himself be taken by this beautiful man.

Hudson slid his hands to grip Will’s, panting against his ear as he thrust his hips hard. Will could only make sounds, filled and burning with how good it felt.

The bed rocked, louder and louder, until only the sound of Will’s cries drowned them out. Hudson didn’t stop for a second, didn’t change his position. He just…enveloped Will with his body and didn’t let up until Will – unaided by anything but Hudson in his ass and the world’s softest pillow against his dick – came for the second time that afternoon.

He let the air go out of him, still making little breathless sounds as Hudson’s pounding got frantic and irregular, those hands still gripped in him holding tighter.

“Oh God,” Hudson gasped against Will’s ear and Will moaned at how damn sexy that sounded. He felt the pulse of Hudson’s orgasm deep inside him, shuddering at the sensation.

***

Hudson was heavy and clearly he knew it because he pulled out of Will gently before either of them was breathing normally. Will heard the rustling of fabric and then felt soft material cleaning his ass and between his legs.

He guessed pillowcase, and hoped Hudson was a good tipper.

“All right?” Hudson asked and Will turned his head enough to flash him a tired smile.

“Freaking awesome. I have to roll over now, don’t I?”

“If you don’t mind.”

Hudson helped him move, quickly discarding the pillow over the side of the bed. Will pulled the condom off and Hudson was soon sliding off the bed to dispose of them.

Will missed him when he went into the bathroom but he blamed it on the fact that his ass was burning. Pleasantly, but still.

“Water?” Hudson asked as he stepped back into the room.

“Thanks.”

Will enjoyed the view of Hudson – gorgeously flushed and naked – walking to the mini-bar near the dresser.

“Would it be forward of me to take a picture of you bending over and using it as my screen saver?” Will called.

Hudson gave him a dry look over his shoulder. “Yes, a bit.”

“Damn.” Will rolled around in the mess of the bed until he was laying in it properly; head on the pillows, covers up over him.

Water bottles in hand, Hudson returned to the bed and slid in. Will took the proffered water.

“So I’d like to say I don’t do this often but I do do this often and you’re – seriously, no flattery but this is going in the top ten ever,” Will said conversationally. Then winced. “That’s a compliment.”