Chapter 72 Girl on top
Nicole's POV
Hodgson was looking at me with a seriousness I had never seen before.
I couldn't help but be drawn in.
Hodgson, could I truly trust you?
Should I seize this opportunity?
Two voices were furiously arguing in my mind.
One voice said: Nicole, don't trust him! He kills without batting an eye, he forced you, he tormented you. How can you believe him?
The other voice argued: But he has saved you so many times. He stood up for you at Hall Manor, he treated the scars on your back, he rescued you when many tried to harm you.
My heart pounded violently, and my reason and emotions were locked in fierce combat.
Finally, I decided to take a gamble.
I looked up and met his gaze, "So, you definitely won't marry Molly, right?"
Hodgson answered without hesitation, "Yes."
"Then can you help me get my revenge?" My voice was still trembling slightly.
Hodgson smiled, "Coincidentally, that's what I do best."
In that moment, even as I desperately told myself, Nicole, don't trust him, he is a lunatic.
I still couldn't help but be moved.
I didn't care what would happen in the future; this time, I just wanted to give myself over to him.
I raised my hand, wrapped it around his neck,and kissed him.
I actively slid my tongue into his mouth, intertwining deeply with his.
Hodgson’s hand cupped the back of my head, deepening the kiss.
His kiss was no longer aggressive and punitive as it had been before, but became tender and lingering.
"Hodgson..." I softly called his name.
"Hmm?"
I flipped over and straddled his waist, reaching out to unbutton his shirt, one button at a time.
Hodgson allowed me to have my way, his eyes filled with controlled desire.
I took off all my own clothes too.
My bra slipped off, and my pale breasts sprang into view before him.
Hodgson's gaze grew hotter, his throat bobbed, and his hand twitched to reach out.
"Don't move," I pressed his hand down. "Let me do it."
I leaned forward, pressing my soft breasts against his chest, sliding down inch by inch.
I reached down and unzipped his trousers, releasing his scorching, hard penis.
The thick cock was fully erect, with transparent fluid seeping from the tip.
I gripped it, then clamped his penis between my breasts, rubbing up and down.
"Fuck... Nicole!" Hodgson ground his teeth.
I sped up, and Hodgson let out a low sigh, his eyes growing darker.
"Enough..." he gasped heavily. "Nicole, I want you..."
I stopped, knelt up, and slowly removed my own panties.
Then, I lifted my body, held his scorching penis, and guided it toward my wet opening.
I slowly sat down.
"Ah..."
The sensation of being filled made my whole body tremble.
His cock was too big; every entry stretched my vagina to the brim.
I started to move slowly, up and down, feeling him deeply strike my most sensitive spot with every thrust.
Hodgson’s hands kneaded my breasts, while his other hand held my waist, matching my rhythm by thrusting his hips.
"Hodgson... ungh..."
I couldn't control my moans; my vagina wildly gripped his cock, and the depths of my body cried out for more.
This feeling was so unfamiliar: whenever I made love with Hodgson before, I was always passively enduring, never had my body so honestly craved him as it did now.
This was the first time I had let go of all my grudges toward him, the first time I had been so unrestrained.
"Fck! Nicole, are you trying to drive me insane!"
Hodgson was breathing heavily, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of my waist.
"Mmm... Hodgson, I want more..."
My voice was wanton and fragmented, my reason swallowed by pleasure.
I leaned down, resting my hands on his chest, and slammed my hips down, speeding up, letting his cock repeatedly impact my deepest part.
"Ahhh! So good! Faster!"
Lustful fluid constantly spilled out, running down his penis onto the sheets, mingling with the slapping sound of flesh.
Hodgson suddenly gripped my waist and thrust upward fiercely.
"Ahhh!" I screamed out loud.
"Nicole, you are truly a little temptress..." he said through gritted teeth.
I wildly met his movements, my vagina contracting convulsively.
"Can't... I'm going to... ah!"
The first climax hit me violently. I trembled all over, collapsing onto his chest.
But Hodgson didn't stop.
He waited for me to recover slightly, then suddenly rolled over, pinning me beneath him.
He spread my legs and his cock slammed into me again.
"Ahhh!"
"Baby, we've only just begun," he whispered in my ear.
He lifted one of my legs, inserting deeply from the side, the head of his cock grinding against that most sensitive point inside me.
My hands tightly embraced his neck, and my legs actively wrapped around his waist.
"Fuck me! Harder!" I gasped, my voice full of desire.
Hodgson's gaze grew deeper, and he fiercely accelerated his speed.
The loud, rhythmic slap of flesh echoed in the room.
"Mmm, yes, right there..."
I actively lifted my hips, meeting his ferocious impact every single time.
My fingernails dug into his back, leaving streaks of red marks on his skin.
"Hodgson, I still want more..."
I wildly twisted my body, completely immersed in this flood of lust.
"Little temptress, I'll satisfy you..."
He flipped me over, positioning me on my hands and knees on the bed, then slammed into me from behind.
"Ahhh!"
This position always allowed him to penetrate deeper; I felt as if he would thrust right through me.
"Hodgson... fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
I was completely uninhibited, actively gyrating my hips to match his movements.
One of his hands held my waist, while the other reached around to rub my clitoris in front.
His speed grew faster and faster, the intensity of his thrusting greater and greater; the entire bed creaked with his motions.
"Ah... I can't... I'm going to... again..."
My voice was hoarse, but the pleasure radiating from my lower body was addictive.
I was completely submerged in the peak of ecstasy.
Climax swept over me like a tidal wave. I trembled all over, my little core convulsing and contracting wildly.
Hodgson let out a low growl. We reached the peak almost simultaneously.
The next day, it was already afternoon when I woke up.
After taking the emergency contraceptive pill, I went back to bed.
Hodgson was still sleeping, his breathing even and steady.
I quietly watched his sleeping face.
His eyelashes were long, his nose bridge high, and the curve of his lips was very attractive.
I couldn't resist reaching out and gently tracing his features.
Hodgson suddenly opened his eyes, captured my hand, and kissed it on his lips.
"Awake?" His voice was hoarse from sleep.
"Mmm," I nodded.
Thinking of last night, I couldn't help but ask him, "Hodgson, how are you going to help me with the revenge now?"
Hodgson pulled me back into his arms.
"Come with me to Hall Manor, and you'll find out."