Uniting the Souls (Souls of Chicago #6)(32)

I must have taken too long to answer because I heard his whispered, “Please, Matt,” and that was all it took. It was as if something clicked inside me and I could no longer hold back. He regarded me warily as I got to my feet, probably expecting me to grab my clothes and leave, but there was nowhere else I wanted to be than in that room with those two men.

“Will you get him ready?” I asked Hudson. He’d been wearing a gentle smile during my exchange with Isaac and it grew until I saw a flash of his white teeth. My breath caught in my throat at the caring look in his eyes.

“I’d love to,” he answered. Hudson’s fingers squeezed the back of my neck as he bent down for a kiss. The weight of his hand helped calm the quaking inside me and I placed my hand on his smooth chest. His heart beat rapidly against my palm as our kiss deepened and his hand snaked between us to wrap around my length. I sighed into his mouth as he began to pump my cock. It felt unbelievable, but he was far too good at it and after a few seconds, I reached down and grabbed his wrist, halting his movements.

“This will all be over if you touch me one more time,” I panted. A puff of air blew across my lips as Hudson chuckled.

“Sorry about that,” Hudson said, but when he stepped back, he was wearing a smirk that told me he wasn’t sorry in the least about the effect he had on me. Honestly, neither was I.

Hudson moved around the bed to the table and opened the drawer, pulling out a strip of condoms and a bottle of lube. I glanced down at the bed and nearly swallowed my tongue when I saw Isaac, lounging with one hand behind his head on the pillows, his other hand moving slowly up and down his shaft as he watched me through hooded eyes. The blatant need and longing in his eyes sent my pulse racing.

Hudson’s hand brushed over my lower back as he moved to the foot of the bed so he could crawl up between Isaac’s thighs. Hudson whispered something to him that made a beautiful smile spread across Isaac’s delicate features.

Hudson lowered himself on top of the younger man and began kissing him as his hips rocked back and forth, working their pelvises in a slow grind. Isaac’s eyes rolled to the back of his head and he let out a long moan which Hudson swallowed greedily.

I reached between my legs with my free hand and cupped my balls, squeezing them slightly in order to gain control over the orgasm that threatened. I was mesmerized by how breathtaking the two of them were together. Isaac’s pale ivory skin was in perfect contrast with Hudson’s darker ebony tone as he smoothed his hands up and down Hudson’s back, grasping the taut globes of his ass with his fingers.

Hudson began to make his way down Isaac’s body, alternating between nipping and licking and making Isaac squirm underneath him. Isaac spread his legs wider, allowing room for Hudson’s broad shoulders between his thighs and his hips punched up as Hudson found his target and swallowed Isaac’s cock down in one swift move.

Hudson locked his forearm across Isaac’s waist, holding him down and showing him no mercy as he worshiped every inch of Isaac’s leaking dick. Isaac’s head thrashed back and forth on the pillow and he garbled nonsensical words. Hudson’s hand searched blindly on the bed, his mouth never letting up on his ministrations. I knelt on the bed quickly, scooping up the bottle of lube and pouring some onto Hudson’s outstretched fingers.

My mouth went dry as Hudson raised up to kneel between Isaac’s legs, spreading them even further apart and I got my first look at Isaac’s pretty pink hole. Hudson’s slick finger circled his opening, bringing life to all the nerve endings there before dipping in just to the first knuckle. Isaac made a sound in the back of his throat that was a mixture of a plea and command.

Hudson responded to his need and I watched in awe as his finger disappeared into Isaac’s tight channel. Soon enough, he added a second finger and began stretching him, twisting his wrist and coaxing Isaac’s muscles to relax and allow him entry.

I glanced up at Isaac’s face and saw that he had his eyes closed, his bottom lip turning white where he bit down on it. I knew the enormity of the trust and care he was putting in me by letting me be his first. Memories of my own first time flitted through my mind. Sean and I had had no idea what we were doing, but we were so in love that it was amazing all the same.

I felt a wave of doubt as I wondered if Isaac shouldn’t wait for someone who he loved to share the special moment with instead of with me. As if he heard my thoughts, his eyes sprung open and searched around until they locked with mine. He stretched his hand out towards me in invitation and there was no way I could refuse.

Isaac and I may not have been in love, but I cared about him as more than a friend or I wouldn’t have been there and I suspected it was the same for Hudson. Isaac had made it clear that this was what he wanted and we would both make sure that this was the kind of experience that someone as wonderful as Isaac deserved.

I bent down and swept my lips over Isaac’s, soothing away the marks his teeth had left behind. Isaac’s eyes fluttered closed, long lashes brushing his pale cheeks and I stared down at him for a second, taken aback by the sheer beauty of him. I couldn’t resist the urge to kiss over the freckles on his nose. His eyes opened, looking surprised by the tender gesture and I froze, wondering if I’d crossed a line.

Isaac cupped a hand around the back of my neck though and lifted his head to kiss me. His lips were soft and lush against mine and I let myself get lost in the sweet taste of him, our tongues mating.