Lizzie curled her arms around his neck, arching into his kiss. xxx18 “I.Will.Not.Give.You.Up.” he growled, timing each word to his thrusts, his gravelly voice cascading over her. When she had approached him with her suspicions, Tom had walked out the door without a glance, leaving Hudson stranded on the porch. Her eyes drifted closed, head angling slightly towards the right, breathing in the scent of him, so very close. “This piece is…..evocative,” she offered. “A while,” he shrugged one shoulder, “I never really sleep, you know. In her motel room, when she had made this plan, it had seemed simple and fool-proof. Red shuddered against her at her willingness to let him lead. Lizzie felt a fullness like she’d never experienced before.




















