Speechless (Pier 70 #3) (29 page)

Forty-Five

“PREGNANT,” TEAGUE MUSED aloud as he walked into his apartment a short time later. “I never woulda seen that coming.” Turning to look at Hudson, he grinned. “That means you’re gonna be an uncle.”

Hudson still looked a little out of sorts. Far more than AJ had, which was surprising.

Fully expecting Hudson to say something related to AJ’s news, Teague was taken completely off guard by what came next.

I want to tie you up.

“What?” Surely Hudson hadn’t said what he thought he had. “Repeat that.”

Hudson moved closer, sidestepping Charger, who had flopped down on the floor near Teague’s feet.

I want to tie you up.

“That looked a hell of a lot like ‘I want to tie you up.’ Tell me I’m a little rusty on my sign language.”

Hudson took another step closer, shaking his head.

“You’re shaking your head, which means no, I didn’t read it right?”

The smirk that curled Hudson’s perfect lips was wicked. Apparently, he hadn’t misunderstood.

I want to tie you to your bed.

Okay, that was not supposed to be hot. Teague knew he should’ve been freaking out about now. He had never let anyone tie him up. Never even considered it. It was a trust thing.

Trust me.

Apparently Hudson could read his mind.

And he really did trust Hudson. More so than he’d ever trusted anyone in his life. But did he trust Hudson enough to let him tie him up?

I won’t hurt you.

“I know that.” He did.

Hudson had stopped moving closer, and Teague knew he was waiting for an answer, although there really hadn’t been a question.

“Will you fuck me?” Teague asked.

Hudson nodded.

“Okay.”

Say it.

“Say what?” Teague was confused.

Tell me that you trust me.

“I do trust you,” Teague admitted, his breath raspy.

Hudson’s mouth came down over his, and Teague had no choice but to hold on for dear life. Somehow, while their lips were crushed together, Hudson managed to get Teague out of his clothes. Not that he minded, because the wicked look in Hudson’s eyes when he pulled back and took Teague in from head to toe said he would not be disappointed with his answer.

On the bed.

Teague turned away, then slowly crawled onto the bed, giving Hudson his ass while he did. He peered over his shoulder to see Hudson grabbing his crotch, rubbing his cock through his shorts. Clearly he was enjoying the show.

Teague wasn’t sure how this was going to work. Was Hudson going to make him spread out, tie his hands to the bars on each side of the headboard? He’d never done this before.

And what was he going to use? It wasn’t like Teague kept spare rope around the house.

He flopped onto his back, then glanced at Hudson, who seemed to be contemplating the same thing.

Don’t move.

“Where the hell are you going?”

Hudson didn’t reply, he simply disappeared out the door while Teague lay naked on his bed. He looked over to see that Charger was paying him no attention. Good thing because that would’ve been awkward. He looked up at the ceiling again.

His palms began to sweat while he waited for Hudson to do whatever it was Hudson was doing.

Just when he was about to say never mind, Hudson reappeared, closing Teague’s door behind him and coming to stand at the side of the bed.

Teague looked at what Hudson had in his hands.

“Are those … socks?”

Hudson grinned, then signaled for Teague to put his hands above his head.

Well, this was different. He was being restrained to the bed by tube socks.

Somehow, Hudson managed to work the sock around Teague’s wrists, then hook them by using a third sock to the metal bar on the headboard. Teague’s arms were stretched above his head, but he would be able to turn over if he wanted. His arms would cross, but he’d be able to do it.

Peering back at his hands, he saw that he could probably get free if he needed to, as well. He wondered if Hudson had done that on purpose.

He didn’t get a chance to ask, because Hudson leaned over and kissed Teague’s wrist, then his mouth began trailing down his arm. As he got closer to Teague’s armpit, it began to tickle, but he pushed the thought away. Hudson’s tongue trailed down the entire length of Teague’s body, stopping at his knees, before he moved to the other side. The sensation was relaxing, and Teague found the tension in his body seeping out the longer Hudson teased him.

When Hudson’s mouth found his, Teague turned his head, giving in to the kiss. He went to move his arms, and they tugged against the restraints. Surprisingly, he didn’t panic.

And that was when he realized he did trust Hudson. He trusted him with his mind, body, and soul.

TEAGUE LOOKED SO damn good lying there on his bed, unable to do anything but take the pleasure that Hudson was insistent upon giving him. And he had every intention of pushing Teague as high as he could take him.

While he thrust his tongue into Teague’s mouth, Hudson pulled a blindfold from his pocket, then worked it around Teague’s head. Lifting up, he looked down at the beautiful man.

“Are you blindfolding me?”

Hudson nodded, fully intending to relent should Teague refuse. It was enough that Teague had agreed to be tied up, but he knew the sensations would be magnified if his eyes were covered.

“Okay.”

Pulling the blindfold down over Teague’s eyes, Hudson resumed kissing him.

Needing to remove his clothes, he pulled back but continuously put his hand on Teague somewhere as he undressed. He touched Teague’s hip, his thigh, his knee, his chest. He wanted Teague to know that he was still there.

Once his clothes were off, Hudson climbed on the bed beside Teague, lying on his side and facing him. He trailed his hand from Teague’s mouth, down his neck, then lower. He watched his hand move along Teague’s smooth, bronzed skin. He went lower still, brushing one finger over the hardened length of Teague’s shaft.

That earned him a groan.

Hudson continued doing that for several minutes, touching every inch of Teague with his fingertips, then proceeded to do the same thing with his tongue.

Once Teague was writhing and moaning beneath him, Hudson worked his mouth down between Teague’s legs. He kissed the insides of Teague’s thighs, slid his tongue along the part where Teague’s leg met his hip. The entire time he teased, Teague tried to thrust upward.

“Hudson…”

Hudson grinned at the warning tone. Teague was completely at his mercy right now.

When Hudson did give in and glide his tongue along Teague’s shaft, Teague cried out. It was a beautiful sound. Hudson continued that same motion, barely touching Teague, breathing against his skin while the kid begged and pleaded for Hudson to suck him.

“Oh, fuck!”

Teague’s back bowed when Hudson pulled him into his mouth, taking him all the way down. He slowly worked his mouth off Teague’s thick shaft, then did it again. He continued with only his mouth, keeping his hands on the bed rather than give Teague more than he could handle.

For nearly a full half hour, Hudson teased and tormented the bound man, loving every second of it.

“Want you in my mouth,” Teague pleaded, gasping for air when Hudson released him from his mouth.

Hudson had intended to flip Teague over and sink inside him, but if Teague wanted to suck him, he was more than willing to oblige.

He moved to the edge of the bed, then pulled Teague’s head toward him, sliding his cock past Teague’s smooth, warm lips.

Oh, yeah. Fuck.

Teague knew just how to suck him to make him see stars. The kid had a wicked mouth that no doubt would drive him wild for years to come.

Before Teague could send him over the edge, Hudson pulled his cock from between Teague’s lips, grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand, then flipped Teague over onto his stomach before crawling up behind him.

After lubing himself up, he worked the head into Teague’s ass slowly.

“Yes,” Teague hissed. “I’ve been waiting for this all damn day.”

Hudson pushed in another inch, Teague’s ass clamping down on him. He smacked Teague’s ass, warning him to relax, which he did.

Working his dick deep into Teague, Hudson then leaned over him, planting his forearms beside Teague’s arms, which were still stretched out above his head. Hudson kept most of his weight off him, but he wanted Teague to feel his body, to know he was right there with him. He rocked forward and back, fucking Teague slow and easy for several long minutes. He pressed kisses to Teague’s shoulder and neck, keeping him wrapped tightly beneath him.

“I could get used to this,” Teague moaned. “You loving me like this.”

Hudson’s heart slammed into his ribs. Every time Teague mentioned love, the same emotions assaulted him. Sometimes it was hard to believe they’d come this far. He had no idea what the future held for them, and he wasn’t in a hurry to find out, but he was looking forward to every single minute they spent together.

“Oh, yes,” Teague groaned when Hudson shifted, changing the angle slightly. “Oh, yeah. Right there.”

Hudson continued to pump his hips forward, back, sliding in deep, retreating, until they were both breathing hard. It didn’t take long before Teague was begging him, and Hudson was more than willing to give him what he needed.

Lifting up, Hudson knelt between Teague’s spread thighs, then pulled Teague’s ass up. Teague had to move his knees underneath him because he was still bound to the headboard. Once he was in place, Hudson grabbed his hips and slammed home.

“Fuck! Yes!” Teague tried to push back against him. “Fuck me hard.”

Hudson plowed into him, slamming home over and over. He never slowed his pace, even managed to reach around and grab Teague’s dick while he continued to drive into him deeper. Wrapping his hand around Teague’s steely length, Hudson jacked him in rhythm with his thrusts.

“I’m gonna come… It’s too much, Hudson… Oh, yeah… Fuck yeah… Gonna…” Teague cried out. “Come!”

Watching Teague fly apart was utter perfection, causing Hudson to follow him right over.

Forty-Six

Saturday, September 24
th

“WHERE ARE WE going?” Teague asked Hudson for what was probably the hundredth time.

The guy had been tight-lipped all damn day. Since the minute they’d woken up, Teague had known something was up. Hudson didn’t usually act this weird.

“Are you taking me to dinner?”

Although Hudson had already given Teague a birthday card and one hell of a blow job, he got the impression that his birthday wasn’t over yet. He merely wasn’t in the loop on what Hudson’s plans were.

Ten minutes later, he figured it out all on his own.

When they pulled into Cam and Gannon’s driveway, he realized Hudson had made plans to have dinner with the other couple. Made sense because Cam had mentioned something earlier in the week about him and Hudson stopping by on Saturday. Teague hadn’t bothered to mention it was his birthday, though.

“You know, dinner at home would’ve been just fine. I would’ve let you fuck me as soon as we were done.”

Hudson grinned.

Oh, I plan for that to happen no matter what.

“Do you now?” Teague chuckled. “Maybe you should let me top since it is my birthday and all.”

Hudson’s eyes widened, making Teague double over in a fit of laughter.

“Kidding. I very much prefer having you nail me to the bed with that giant dick of yours.” Teague grinned widely. “However, I do know a couple of tricks you might like. If you trust me, that is.”

I definitely trust you.

“Enough to let me use my tongue and fingers?”

Hudson’s eyes flashed hot and bright right before he shook his head as he normally did, as though he couldn’t believe the shit coming out of Teague’s mouth. Then he grinned widely and hopped out of the truck.

“Charger, why does the man not listen to me?” With a sigh, Teague got out of the truck and looked around at Cam’s quiet neighborhood. It was one of those uppity areas that probably didn’t let people park on the street overnight because there were hardly any cars anywhere.

Hudson was waiting at the front of the truck when Teague finally made his way around. Admittedly, he was taking his time just to pester Hudson.

After Hudson knocked on the door and they were waiting for Cam to answer, Teague leaned over, lowering his voice when he said, “Maybe we can slip out early and you can fuck me in the truck.”

The door flew open and Teague jerked back in time to see Hudson’s eyes go wide. He loved teasing the man. Although he had learned his lesson in the past couple of days. Hudson could only be pushed so far before Teague found himself with the man’s dick in his mouth.

Again, not complaining.

“Hey,” Cam greeted. “Glad y’all could make it. And perfect timing, too. Gannon’s just pulling the steaks off the grill.”

Teague followed Hudson and Charger into the house. The place was all fancy and clean. Far too formal for Teague’s taste, but it seemed to work for Gannon and Cam. To each his own and all that.

“We set everything up outside since it’s so nice out tonight.”

Again, Teague followed them through the house, then out onto the back deck. It was already dark outside, but lights were twinkling from the patio cover, and the moon was shining off the water farther away.

“Surprise!”

Teague damn near swallowed his fucking tongue.

He jumped back, causing Charger to bark loudly as people started stepping out from whatever fucking hiding places they’d been in.

“What the hell?” he whispered, sucking air into his lungs.

“Happy birthday!” Milly said, walking right up to him and wrapping her arms around his neck. “Were you surprised?”

Teague nodded at the same time he said, “No.”

Milly giggled. “Yeah! It worked. Your man had you pegged. He said you never would’ve expected this.”

His man.

Teague liked the sound of that.

And Hudson had been right.

“Happy birthday,” AJ said, coming to stand beside Milly. Teague noticed that he didn’t stand too close.

Dare and Noah came up to him next. Dare bumped Teague’s fist. “So, you old enough to drink yet, or what?”

Teague was about to flip Dare off when he noticed that Cam’s sister, his brother-in-law, and their kids were there. Along with Mr. Strickland. Probably best to keep the hand gestures to himself.

Roan came over, grinning from ear to ear. “Looks like I lost the bet.”

“What bet’s that?” Teague questioned, knowing he shouldn’t.

“I said you’d go all ninja and freak out if we surprised you.” Roan nodded toward Hudson. “He said you’d pretend not to be affected.”

Teague laughed. No way could they know whether he was pretending or not.

He was. They didn’t need to know that, though.

HUDSON GRINNED AS he watched Teague. Honestly, he hadn’t expected them to be able to pull off the surprise. When he’d gone to Cam, Dare, and Roan and suggested a surprise party, they’d all but convinced him it would never work.

Hence the bet. Hudson would have to remind Roan to pay up because it’d worked, all right.

The smile on Teague’s face proved it.

“Come on, y’all! Let’s eat. Seriously. Steaks are gonna get cold,” Cam hollered.

While everyone else headed toward the tables where the food was being placed, Hudson remained where he was right beside Teague.

“I hope you know I’m gonna pay you back for this,” Teague whispered.

Promise?

“Absolutely.”

I can’t wait.

Teague smirked.

Hudson had no idea what Teague had in mind for him, but if he had to guess, it pertained to some sort of sexual activity. Since he was still trying to come up with creative ways to make Teague beg for more, he welcomed Teague shaking things up.

Then again…

He thought about Teague’s comment in the truck. Did the kid seriously want to top him? He’d never considered it with Teague, but … he was a little intrigued, he wouldn’t lie.

He would definitely have to think more about that later.

However, he did have to keep his eyes open for what Teague had in store for him. Teague could be incredibly bratty when he wanted to be. That was something that hadn’t changed—for which Hudson was grateful—and he knew the kid would give him a run for his money.

I’m going to go wash up.

“I’ll come with you,” Teague said.

Hudson grinned to himself as he led the way back into the house, then down the hall to the guest bathroom. When Teague followed him inside, Hudson pushed the door closed, then flipped the lock.

Teague shot him a sideways glance. “Don’t you think one surprise is enough for the day?”

Turning Teague, Hudson pushed him up against the door, then went to his knees before him.

“What are you doing?” Teague questioned, his voice low.

Apologizing.

“Oh. Well, in that case…” Teague reached for the button on his shorts.

Hudson didn’t even have to do the work; Teague took care of it all for him.

Happy birthday, baby.