Embrace Me by Ann Marie Walker Page A

releasing as he drove in a smooth, pistoning motion. Her fingers clutched the sheets beneath her as he continued to stroke in and out in a relentless rhythm.
    Hudson looked down to where they were joined, watching the tip of his cock slip out before driving deep again. “Fucking hell,” he groaned. When he felt the sensations of her second orgasm begin to coil around his cock, he bit down on his molars and locked his lower back in order to keep a steady pace. Goddamn, he needed to come. He felt like the head of his dick was about to blow off.
    He cranked his eyes shut and a breath shot out of his mouth as he began to orgasm. His body reared back and his cock kicked deep within her as he rode out his release. Once the tremors subsided, he stilled, laying heavily against her as their combined breathing slowed to the hypnotic hum of the plane’s engines. After a few moments passed he pressed a kiss to Allie’s lips. “Ready for round two, Mrs. Chase?”
    Allie’s eyes grew wide. “Already?”
    Hudson flashed a broad grin. “I only have until we land baby, and I intend to make good use of the time.”

Chapter Six
    Allie sat down on the tapestry sofa in Nick and Harper’s suite at the Villa del Balbianello. The luxurious room overlooking Lake Como was decorated with all the modern amenities of a five-star hotel, while still somehow managing to perfectly reflect its Northern Italian eighteenth-century heritage. Hudson had reserved the entire villa exclusively for their wedding party, and since the property was only accessible by boat, they were all but guaranteed a relaxing weekend with just their closest family and friends. Allie couldn’t have imagined a more perfect way to renew their wedding vows. But then her husband always did have a knack for knowing exactly what she needed. In just a few short months he’d become quite adept in all things Allie. Whether organizing a few days away in Lake Geneva or merely suggesting a night in, relaxing with a pizza and a glass of wine, Hudson was a master when it came to reading her and his instincts were always spot-on.
    â€œTell me again why I’m spending my first day in Italy hiking instead of stuffing my face with pasta?” Harper asked. She squatted to tie her neon running shoes and rolled the cuff of her boyfriend-style jeans. “And bread. Oh, and cannoli!”
    â€œBecause hiking the Castello di Vezio is considered one of the highlights of this area. From what I’ve read, the views are unparalleled. And besides, it will be a lot crazier once the rest of the guests arrive tonight. This way Hudson and I can spend a bit of quality time with you and Nick before the ceremony.”
    Harper stood and straightened the Peter Pan collar of the shirt she wore under her oversize sweater. As expected, her outfit was a perfect mixture of functional whimsy that looked to be straight off the set of
New Girl
. If Allie didn’t know better, she’d have sworn Harper had some sort of in with their wardrobe designer. “We could spend a bit of quality time in a nice trattoria,” she suggested with a lift of her perfectly arched brows.
    Allie shook her head and laughed. Harper was nothing if not consistent. Food first. Always.
    â€œWhat?” Harper said, feigning innocent ignorance as only she could. “Just saying a nice espresso with a chocolate-covered biscotti would make for a lovely afternoon as well.” She pulled a headband through her bobbed hair to keep the auburn waves out of her eyes. “And what couple goes on a romantic getaway to Lake Como and wants to spend time with their friends anyway? I’d ask if there was trouble in paradise, but judging by what I heard last night on the plane . . .”
    â€œHarper!”
    â€œHey, not my fault those cabin doors are thin. Tell your Buff Billionaire to invest in a little soundproofing if he’s got to rock his woman’s world at