A former foster kid, Hudson always had a simple dream for a perfect life. A husband to love and a family he could come home to every night. It wasn’t a fancy wish, but it might as well have been.
Approaching forty, he’s still single—and fighting the battle of the bulge—so his dream probably wasn’t going to happen. Not in this lifetime.
Especially not with Drakein Nacash, the drop dead gorgeous man who’s the subject of his nightly fantasies and barely even knows he exists.
In one day, his life is turned upside down and he’s introduced to a myth turned real. What if he could have everything he ever dreamed of?
In the next second his mouth covered mine as his hands yanked my body against his. The kiss wasn’t the least bit gentle as my lips, then my jaw was forced open. His tongue invading, in a passionate attack that had me moaning into it as I went limp, surrendering.
A muscled thigh thrust between my legs as his hands pulled me tighter, my aching cock rubbing almost painfully hard against him.
When he pulled away from the kiss I whimpered as my mouth tried to follow his. He dug his hand into my hair, holding me still while his chest heaved. His eyes burned down at me as he spoke. “How far do I take it, Hudson? If you tell me to stop, I will but, I want to touch you more.” He braced his forehead against mine as he let out a ragged breath. “After all this time I need to keep touching you.”
Common sense and all thoughts of self-preservation died away as I saw the desire in his eyes, felt his thick dick rubbing against me. This wasn’t me. The urge to surrender was overwhelming and frightening, but as I felt an answering need firing through me I didn’t care anymore. “Take anything you want. My mouth, my ass. Anything.”
His dark eyes held mine, intense and triumphant. “Of your own, free will, you are giving me anything I desire?”
A voice screamed in the back of my head, but I didn’t care. “Yes!”