Christina's POV
Hudson's eyes locked on mine, burning with desire as his arms tightened around me. His hips suddenly stilled against my wet center, though I could still feel his hardness pressing against me.
His jaw clenched tight, every muscle in his body going rigid.
I could feel him fighting for control.
His fingers dug into my waist, not painful but desperate, like he was anchoring himself.
"Hudson," I whispered, shifting my hips slightly.
He groaned, the sound rumbling through his chest. "Don't."
I wanted to protest. My body was on fire, aching for him to continue what he'd started. Instead of pulling away, he pulled me closer, his erection pressing harder against me through our clothes, teasing me mercilessly.
"You're killing me," I muttered.
"The feeling
