CHAPTER 6: I WANT YOU.

HARPER'S POV:

I bit back my yelp of pain as he unknowingly ripped through my virginity. I didn’t want him to know, though. I didn’t want him to treat me any differently than he would any other one-night stand. And most importantly, I didn't want him to stop.

“You feel amazing,” he groaned, the delight in his voice making me smile.

His head rested on my shoulder, his breaths coming out in heavy pants as he attempted to hold on to the last strings of control.

Grunting, he sank all the way into me. Suddenly, he stopped, hissing. “Madison, are... are you a virgin?” He pulled back slightly, and even in the darkness, I could feel his intense stare.

Shit. I could lie to him. Or tell him the truth and risk making him stop. My heart hammered as I tried to decide what I owed him.

“Y...yes,” I stuttered.

“And you didn’t fucking tell me?”

“It didn’t matter. I just want to get fucked. Why are you bitching about it?” I was shocked at my total boldness. I was a shy person on any other day. Maybe the alcohol in my system was still working wonders. Or it was pure adrenaline from wanting nothing more than for him to continue.

While one hand still held me in place, I felt his other hand close around my neck. “You. Will. Never. Speak. To. Me. Like. That!” he bit out.

I swallowed hard, eyes fluttering. Maybe I’d finally lost it because I should’ve shoved him away, straightened out my clothes and run in the other direction.

Instead, the authority in his voice sent another shiver through me.

“Do you think it’s child’s play to hand out your virginity to just anyone?” His fingers tightened slightly, keeping the pressure light. “Answer me.”

“I... I...” The words wouldn't come.

“Don’t you ever do something like this with anyone else.”

I finally managed to speak. “So, are you going to stop because of that? Is this over?”

A low chuckle rumbled from his chest. “No, Madison. I’m going to finish what I started.”

With that, he pulled out a little and sank in with force, deeper than he ever went the first time.

I let out an overwhelming yell at the pain but still clung to him, overwhelmed by the feeling of fullness and the dull pain throbbing through me.

"Take it like the good girl you are."

My mind became a warped tunnel of acceptance as his lips found mine again, cutting off the sound as the kiss deepened.

The kiss distracted me from the worst of the pain, and the more he pumped in and out of me, the more my body relaxed and the pleasure began to take over my senses.

Burying my face against his neck, I attempted to muffle my cries. But I failed, as he reached between us and began rubbing my clit in tight, hard circles, causing me to grow wetter and wetter. The remaining traces of pain instantly vanished, replaced by pure pleasure.

“Hudson, don’t stop,” I begged. “Please, don’t stop.”

"Cum for me."

He held me tighter, his hips pistoning into me with relentless pleasure as my core tightened around him causing me to explode in utter ecstasy. I cried out, unable to stop myself, and moments later, Hudson released a muffled roar as his body jerked and trembled against mine.

It took us both several long moments to calm down, breathing heavily. When we did, he looked down at me with a smile, gently pushing the hair off my sweaty forehead.

A grin spread on both of our lips as our breaths came out short and hollow.

Mind-blowing sex on a beach with a hot-stranger. Madison was off to an excellent start, I thought, and I wondered what else she’d get up to as the week continued on.

“That was fucking fantastic,” he said, beaming with excitement.

I nodded, momentarily speechless as my body continued to jerk with the aftershocks of what we just did.

He slowly pulled out, removed the condom without looking, and tossed it away. Suddenly, he gave me a mischievous grin.

“We should clean up.”

I furrowed my brow in confusion.

“How?” I murmured.

My arms and legs were still wrapped around him and I hugged him tight.

Before I fully understood what he was doing, he turned and ran toward the ocean.

I let out a yelp of surprise as we splashed into the cool waters.

He laughed and kissed me, holding me close and I clung to him in turn, all other thoughts vanishing from my head as I focused solely on Hudson.

He lowered me into the ocean, one arm steady around my waist as he helped me scoop cool water over my thighs. The saltwater stung, and I flinched.

“Does it hurt?” His voice carried a softness I hadn't expected.

I shrugged, trying to play it off. “A little.”

His eyes searched my face. “Come back to the apartment with me. Let me take care of you. It’s your first time. You deserve to be spoiled a little.”

I glanced at him. “Why do you care?”

“Because I always take care of what matters to me.”

“Eww.” I splashed a handful of cold water at his chest. “You make me sound like a possession. Like property you just bought.”

He laughed under his breath and closed the distance between us, his hand settling at my hip.

“You’re mine now, Madison,” he murmured, his voice rough with exhaustion and something warmer. “And I mean it.”

The words should have bothered me more than they did.

Instead, my stomach fluttered.

It was getting dangerously easy to play along with him. Maybe because I knew this had an ending. I could enjoy this week, enjoy him, and when it was over, we'd both return to our separate lives.

At least, that was what I kept telling myself.

“You said 'our' apartment?” I asked, clearing my throat as I eased out of his hold and finished washing up.

“Owen and I are staying in a presidential suite about ten minutes from the airport. Two bedrooms.” He finished rinsing himself and stood to his full height, water running from his damp hair down the sharp lines of his face. Moonlight caught on his shoulders, leaving his tired eyes shadowed.

“Hmm.”

His mouth curved. “Is that a yes, Madison?”

“You look like someone who isn't used to hearing no.”

“I usually get what I want.”

“So, you're a control freak who doesn't take no for an answer?”

“No.” He stepped closer. “I'm a man who knows what he wants.” His eyes held mine. “And I know I want you.”

My breath caught.

“Well, Mr. I-Know-What-I-Want...” I trailed one finger down his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertip while the cold water lapped around my ankles. “You're in luck. I want you too.” I paused, fighting a smile. “But first, let me tell my friends where I'm going. If I disappear, they'll at least know where to start looking.”

I meant that as a joke. He didn't laugh. Guess it came out lame. Sounded better in my head.

"You'll be safe" he said, his gaze dropping briefly to my mouth before returning to my eyes. "The only part of you that I can't guarantee would be safe is that tight sweet pussy of yours."

Hearing that, heat rushed to my core again and I bit my inner cheeks, looking down to hide my flushed cheeks.

Hudson reached up and tipped my chin gently with his thumb, making me look at him.

Those eyes again.

There was something about him I couldn't name. Something beneath the confidence, beneath the teasing, beneath the man everyone else seemed to see.

Something dangerous.

And, against every sensible thought in my head, I was drawn to it.

I looked at the dark ocean behind him, remembering everything that had happened between us tonight. My body still felt warm despite the cool water around my feet.

A small, reckless thought slipped through my mind.

This wasn't the end.

It was only the beginning.

And I couldn't wait to find out what came next.