Hudson (17 page)

“I have no control when it comes to you, Brie.  You utterly
shred it.”  He rested his forehead on hers with a sigh.

She stroked her hands over his shoulders.  Natalia was
pressed against her back, her hands smoothing along Brie’s hips.  Raising her
face, she met his eyes.  “I want to learn what you taste like, Hudson.”

“
Jesus.
”

Natalia nuzzled against her ear.  “Have you ever sucked a
man’s cock, Brie?”

She blushed hot at the explicit words.  “I tried once
but…it…I didn’t do it right.”

“Why would you think that?”  The warmth of her voice caressed
the sensitive skin.

Swallowing hard, she repeated what she’d been told.  “It…was
too fast.”

Natalia smiled.  “That was the man’s fault, Brie.  The sight
of your lips wrapped around his cock caused him to lose it.”  She sucked Brie’s
earlobe and her lashes fluttered closed.  “I bet you did it
exactly
right.  Did he even give you time to take all of him or just the head before he
went?”

She was so embarrassed; she could barely get the words out.  “The…just
the head.”

Natalia took one of Brie’s hands and placed it over Hudson’s
cock.  It was hard as steel behind his slacks.  Her fingers automatically
curled around the thickness with a whimper of need. 

“Hudson lasts a long time.  His control will give you plenty
of time to see what the fuss is about.” 

She tightened her hand over Brie’s.  “I’m going to show you
all the tricks.  That way, every time you suck a man’s cock with your perfect
mouth, you’ll know, without a doubt, that you’re doing it
exactly
right. 
Then we’re going to show you all the things people can do for
you
in
return.”

“I can use that for you.”  Hudson rocked his dick against
her hand.  “I want to know all of it.”

Natalia’s hand followed the stroking motion Brie began
without conscious thought. 

“Slide down and cup his balls.  Feel how tight they are.  He
wants to come but he’ll wait.  He wants your mouth on him when he releases his
control.  Then you can swallow him down.”

“I want that.  Now.”  Brie moved her hands to Hudson’s belt
and pushed his hands away when he tried to stop her.  “Hudson, we haven’t fully
decided where I fit.  I want to taste you.” 

His hands dropped to his sides and both of them watched as
she lowered gracefully to her knees in the middle of her cheerful kitchen. 

Separating the fabric of his slacks, she pushed it to his
hips then carefully lifted the waistband of his boxer briefs and lowered it
away from the cock she hadn’t had a chance to fully examine when they’d been
together. 

“You’re so beautiful, Hudson.” 

They heard the worshipful tone in her voice.  Leaning
forward, she kissed the ridge that ran on the underside and he inhaled sharply
as she moved his shirt out of her way. 

Natalia knelt behind her and pressed against the inside of
Brie’s thighs.  “Keep your thighs apart.  Let the tension build in your clit by
not pressing there.”  She stroked her palm over her center and groaned.  “I can
feel how wet you are even through your clothes.  Thinking about lapping up your
sweet cream makes my mouth water.”

Hudson took his cock in his hand and traced the head over
Brie’s lips, slicking them. 

“Open.”  She did and he stroked over her tongue.  “So
fucking hot.” 

Without being told, she closed her lips around him and his
head dropped back on his shoulders. 

“Take him a little deeper, Brie.  Nice and slow.  Breathe
through your nose; it helps control gagging, just like that.  Hudson, oh my
god
,
her lips are gorgeous.”  She released the long curls and watched as they fell
down Brie’s back. 

Taking several deep breaths, Hudson lowered his head to
watch Brie suck him. 

“Fuck.”  One hand went into her hair and gripped it tight at
the back of her neck.  “Slower…
fuck
…let yourself adjust.”  Her eyes
started to tear up and he pulled back.  “Brie.  Slow.  Don’t push.”

“Having your mouth anywhere near his cock feels incredible. 
You can’t compete with porn overnight and you don’t have to.  Just steady,
that’s it, and keep taking shallow breaths between strokes through your nose.” 
She pressed at her inner thighs.  “Keep these apart.” 

Brie whimpered and Hudson’s hand tightened in her hair. 
“You’re so giving.”  Her eyes flicked up and locked with his.  “Sweet lord,
look at you.” 

Both hands held her still as he began to pump his hips carefully,
thrusting his length in and out of her mouth.  “Watching my dick disappear
between your lips is unreal.”    

“You have such focus, Brie.”  Natalia nuzzled her face
against Brie’s hair and inhaled deeply.  “You’re doing so well…I told you it
wasn’t you.  You just needed a man who was more interested in watching you suck
him than popping his nut.”  She scraped her nails along her inner thighs and
Brie was rocked by a full body chill.  “So responsive…” 

They stared up at Hudson, who was struggling to hold back. 

“He wants to come but he doesn’t.  He wants to draw it out
but watching you suck him is about to end that possibility.”  She paused and
added softly, “You want him to come, don’t you, Brie?” 

In answer, her eyes closed and she moaned around his flesh. 
“Your entire body is trembling.  Just the
act
of sucking him is bringing
you so close to orgasm.”

Gathering her hair and putting it over one shoulder, Natalia
nibbled up the column of her throat and felt her breathing escalate. 

“You’re the most generous lover.  I’m going to enjoy giving
back, feeling you come apart in my arms, watching you come apart in Hudson’s.” 
Brie whimpered.  “Each time he’s deep, swallow around him.” 

The first time she did it, Hudson bucked and almost came. 
The second time, he ground out, “Fuck, Brie…god yes.” 

He held her head in place while he shot his seed down her
throat.  Her eyes began to water but she didn’t pull away, holding Hudson’s
hips and keeping him lodged halfway, swallowing the hot jets as smoothly as she
could.  He watched, grimacing at the powerful pleasure. 

Only when the tightness released from his muscles did Hudson
pull back, stroking shallowly as Brie caught her breath and took the last drops
he gave her.  She pulled away and tangled her hand in Natalia’s hair. 

As their lips touched she whispered, “Taste.”

Hudson crouched in front of them, his dick only slightly
less hard than moments before.  He watched the women share the taste of his
come and knew the future held so many possibilities.

When their mouths broke apart, Brie licked her lips. 

“Thank you for taking the edge off my hunger.”  He ran his
knuckles over her cheek.  “We’ve taken from you when we should have given.” 

“I’m not keeping score, Hudson.”

“You should be.” 

“No.  Keeping score while giving of yourself defeats the
purpose.  Sort of like the difference between listening to others and waiting
for your turn to talk.”  She shrugged.  “There is no score and there are no
conditions.”

The concept was foreign to them when spoken aloud but Brie
knew they already embraced the concept with one another and with her. 

They were so wrapped up in their own bad press.

Wrapping his arms around them, he lifted both women to their
feet and hugged them, kissing their foreheads.

“Food, Brie.  We need food.”

Pulling her hair back into a messy bun, Brie glanced at her
bunny slippers. 

Meeting Hudson’s eyes, she said with a straight face, “Under
most unusual sexual encounters, you can say truthfully that you once received
oral sex from a woman wearing bunny slippers.” 

She laughed with her entire body and they stared at her as
if seeing and hearing laughter for the first time, unable to avoid joining in. 

“Oh my god…
sex-ay
!”  Then she was off on another
round that lasted almost a minute before she could trust herself to be calm. 

After she washed and dried her hands, she moved competently
around the small kitchen, microwaving and plating food.  Occasionally, she’d
get the giggles again and have to catch her breath before she could continue. 

When they offered to help, she waved them away. 

“No, no.  If I interact with other humans in any way right
now, I will not be able to stop.  I’ll be laughing for another hour.  I can’t
even look either of you in the eye until the bubbles stop.”

“Bubbles?”

“Oh god…bubbles of laughter just trying to escape.  It’s
awful.  I get this at the most inappropriate times.  Another reason my parents
limit my public exposure.  I cannot be trusted to be serious.” 

She started to giggle again when Hudson spun her around, backed
her against the refrigerator, and kissed her senseless.  His palms gripped her
ass as he ground his cock into the cradle of her thighs in a slow, rocking
rhythm.

Brie could not have sworn how much time passed but when her
lips were released and she opened her eyes, Natalia was leaning against the
fridge with her arms crossed and wearing a huge grin. 

“It’s a miracle cure.”

“The answer is not to limit your public exposure.  It is to
divert your attention.  However, laugh as much as you like.  Your laugh is
lovely.” 

His mouth dropped over hers again and she moaned. 

He kissed along her jaw to her ear.  “For the record, you
could have been wearing an entire fucking bunny costume and the feel of your
mouth around my cock would have been my entire focus, Brie.” 

With a final kiss to the tip of her nose, he stepped back
and she handed him a plate in a daze. 

They sat at her little table to eat and for the first time
in almost a year of watching them, they were completely at ease. 

No subject was off limits and she wondered at the questions
they had for her.  From her very first job for her parents to what she thought
about television. 

Brie found great pleasure in making them laugh and her
observations about strangers succeeded every time. 

She talked for hours and they avoided touching her too
much.  Hudson was serious about waiting to take her until she was healed from
her procedure.

He asked about her sketches and she allowed them to look
through her books.  The detailed drawing of the two of them was conspicuously
absent but he didn’t mention it and she didn’t offer an explanation.

There were a series of burlesque-style caricatures.  She
used vibrant markers to shade in certain aspects and Natalia grinned.  “Brie,
these are fantastic.”

“When I walk the city, sometimes I end up in the older
theater district.  I like to sketch the gargoyles and stuff.”  She chuckled. 
“If they let me, sometimes I’ll watch rehearsals.  These are from one of the
scenes in
Not that Desperate
.  I gave the cast a few as well.”

Hudson flipped back and forth between them.  “I know this
theater.  The Zelder brothers?”

“Yes.  They’re very nice.”

“You
met
Isaiah?” Natalia asked in surprise.

“He’s coming out of isolation now.  Makayla is really good
for him, I think.”

The friends looked at one another.  Hudson shrugged.  “It’s
been years.  We’ll make an evening of it.”

“The play is in its second run now.  I laughed until my
sides hurt.  You won’t be sorry.”

“You’ll go with us.”  It was not a request but she smiled
and gave him a nod. 

Natalia’s phone rang and she stepped a few feet away to
speak with the caller.  When she hung up, she came to crouch beside Brie’s
chair.  “Dr. Geldin would like you to come in very early in the morning.  They’ll
complete your labs onsite.  You could have your surgery done by tomorrow
evening.  What do you think?”

“You like him?”

“He is
nothing
like that asshole you dealt with
today.  He’s going to love you, Brie.”

“Alright.”

As the sun started going down, they insisted on tucking her
in and stretched out beside her.  For almost an hour, they talked to her.  It
calmed her nerves about having the procedure done. 

They touched her casually, almost innocently, and she
marveled at the love they desperately wanted to share…and their inability to
share it with one another. 

She drifted in a dreamlike space between fully awake and
light sleep.  They whispered to her about all the things they were going to
show her and the experiences they would have together. 

“I’m like a footbridge.  A way to get from where you are to
where you want to be.”  Hudson stared down at her with a small frown.  “Once
you cross, you no longer need the bridge and that’s alright.”

“No, Brie.”  Natalia’s voice was gentle as she stroked
fingers through her hair.

It was her hope that her smile showed them she didn’t mind
her role.  “Bridges are important.  I don’t mind.  Not even a little.”

Her last memory before sinking fully was the sensation of
their clasped hands on her tummy. 

Many years in her future, whenever Brie was asked about one
of her happiest memories – though she might not confess it – she would remember
her afternoon with Hudson and Natalia. 

The next morning, Brie planned to call a cab to take her to
the clinic but Natalia made it clear that she was picking her up and bringing
her home. 

As the doctor she’d never met before came in personally to arrange
for her labs to be taken – and tested on the spot, Natalia explained that Brie
was a close friend who needed as much tender care as possible. 

“She’s not a bitch like me, Abraham.  She’s sweet and
gentle.  The facility she almost used tried to shape her into a mannequin.”

Dr. Abraham Geldin looked Brie over from head to toe.  “This
one?  No, no.  That would be a crime.”  He approached Brie with a smile. 
“Gabriella, yes darling?”  She nodded shyly. 

“This figure, the classic hourglass, will come back into
fashion one day, God willing, and women such as you will gain the popularity
you deserve.”  He put the side of his finger on her chin.  “My own wife, may
she never hear a better offer and leave me, is shaped like you.  I know her
curves better than my own hand and don’t regret the learning.” 

Turning to Natalia, he grinned.  “We will take good care of
her, Natalia.  Do not worry.”  He clapped his hands together.  “Now!  We will
get this pain resolved.  What cup size are we going down to, Gabriella?”

“The other doctor said a C cup.  I just want to look in
proportion and take pressure off my back.”

“Okay, right now you are close to an F cup which is far too
large for your bones.  I think C may be too much of a change.  We want to keep
the balance with your bottom.  I think a standard D cup is a better choice. 
The weight difference to your back and shoulders will be significant.”  He
tucked a curl behind her ear.  “What do you think?” 

“If you think I…I won’t still look too top heavy, that’s
fine.”

He nodded happily.  “Once you heal, I suggest several
chiropractic adjustments and regular massage.  You will also want to do
lightweight upper body exercises to keep the strength the weight of your
breasts always gave you.  Yes?”

“Yes.  I do yoga several times a week.  I hope I’ll have better
balance now.”

“Many good changes.  Your little bones should have been
relieved of this weight long ago.  We fix it now.  I am excited to get
started.”  He kissed Natalia on both cheeks.  “You made a wise choice to bring
her to me.  I will have Mala call you when she wakes up.”

“No.  I’ll wait, Abraham.”

Abraham gave her a wink.  “Ah, she is that important to
you.  Very well, you may use my office.  You know where it is.”

Natalia moved around him and bent to kiss Brie’s cheek.  As
she stood, she smoothed her hair back.  “I’ll be here the whole time.  Abraham
is the best surgeon on the East Coast and he only employs the best.  Don’t be
afraid and I’ll see you when you wake up.”

At the door, she turned one last time and gave her a bright
smile. 

Brie looked up at the doctor who was smiling down at her. 
“I have known Natalia many years.  Never has she seemed so relaxed.  I can tell
it is you.  Have you met Hudson?” 

She blushed from every cell in her body.  “They’re growing
into what they were meant to be now.”

He stared at her silently then nodded with a small smile.  “I
always wondered what it would take to bring them together.  You seem to have
been the key.  I will get you through this safely.”

An hour later, Brie was counted backwards into peaceful darkness
and she wasn’t afraid.

The recovery room was pale green and flooded with sunlight
as Brie opened her eyes.  A sharp exhale drew her attention and Hudson came
into her line of sight. 

“There you are.”

“I told you, Hudson,” Natalia said.  “Some people take a
little longer to shake the anesthesia.”  Brie felt unbelievably heavy but
managed to turn her face slightly on the pillow to locate the woman on the
other side of the bed.  “How are you feeling, honey?”

“Weird.  I’ve never had surgery before.”

“Hope it is
never
fucking necessary again,” Hudson
said firmly. 

Natalia laughed.  “He was like this when I had my appendix
removed.  He’s not very patient and tends to worry.”

She felt his hand in her hair a moment before his lips were
on her forehead.  “I thought you weren’t going to wake up.”

“I’m sorry.  I’m alright.”  Glancing down her body, she
scowled.  “I look like a Macy’s balloon.”

Natalia kissed her cheek.  “You’re swollen.  It will all be
wonderful, you’ll see.”

Over the next several hours, the medical staff continued to
monitor Brie while the anesthesia slowly worked its way out of her system. 

Hudson spoke little but Natalia was uncharacteristically
cheerful and talkative.  She didn’t understand the strange tension between the
old friends.

“Has something happened?”

Both of them stared at her for a long moment then Natalia
looked at Hudson for guidance.  “No,” he said firmly.  “Nothing.  We were
worried about you.”

Hudson just lied to me.

Brie knew it to be true but said nothing.  She was tired and
foggy from the drugs in her system. 

It was almost dark when they took her home.  They insisted
on waiting while the hired nurse organized her prescriptions and helped her
change clothes.  The drugs lagged for a long time, making her feel sluggish, then
wore off quickly. 

The strain showed around her mouth and eyes.

“Take the painkillers and rest.”  Hudson leaned over and
brushed a chaste kiss across her cheek.  “Call me if you need anything.”

Part of her wanted to ask him to stay but she wondered at
her right to make the request.  Instead, she nodded with a small smile.  He
ushered Natalia from the apartment and Brie could not lie to herself about the sensation
of unease that rippled through her. 

“Listen to your gut,” her grandmother always said.  “When
you ignore it, you invite trouble.” 

Trouble, it seemed, had Gabriella Hernandez on the radar. 

Only when they were in the car did Natalia speak.  “You need
to tell her, Hudson.”

“No.  Not yet.”

His best friend crossed her arms and stared out the window. 
“You’re making a mistake and it is one that will cost us, Hudson.  It will cost
us dearly.”

Tugging her arms away from her body, he took her chilled
hand in his.  “We aren’t going to lose her.  I won’t let that happen.”

Her palm came up to caress his cheek.  “You think you can
control everything but you can’t.  You still don’t understand her heart.  You
don’t understand that her feelings are wound through every cell of her body. 
She won’t thank you for keeping this from her.”

Hudson said nothing as he stared out the window but Natalia
hadn’t expected him to. 

He was a man who was accustomed to controlling his world and
the people in it.  His mother was a naturally gentle woman, almost fragile, and
she’d long ago grown used to her son orchestrating her life.  They rarely
disagreed because Camille’s needs and wants were simple and few. 

As his best friend, Natalia often disagreed but not over
important matters.  As his sexual submissive, it wouldn’t have crossed her mind
to balk at his desires.

Gabriella was very different from the two women most
constant in his universe.  Sensitive but not weak, with her own view of the
world and how it should be – despite how it often was – made her moral compass
an integral part of her life. 

Right and wrong, especially in this matter, would be very
clearly defined in her mind.  Keeping information from her would be seen as no
better than a lie and she would not forgive a betrayal of her trust easily, if
at all. 

Natalia sat back against the seat and closed her eyes. 

Happiness, perhaps even peace, was within their grasp. 

Gabriella represented a blend of the life they lived and
they life they wanted.  She was lovely, kind, and giving.  Something neither of
the old friends
were
but Natalia thought they
could
be.

She hoped Hudson knew what he was doing.