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“Will you eventually tell me?”
His eyes went hooded and his lips curved into a smile that was as charming as it was wicked.
I had no clue what’d caused it, but the view of it did things to my heart—and regions farther south.
Seeing the crack in my resolve, he broke it open by promising, “Soon as I can, I’ll tell you everything.”
“Okay,” I relented.
“Okay,” he echoed, his eyes dropping to my mouth.
And, stupidly, impulsively, needily, I tipped my head farther.
Biting out a quiet but harsh curse, he moved his thumb from my chin, stroking it across my bottom lip.
And even more stupidly, impulsively, and needily, I parted my lips and darted my tongue out to taste his skin.
A groan rumbled from his chest and his control was gone. Snapped. Fervently, he rearranged me so I was straddling his thighs before hauling me against him. His thumb slid from my lip to under my chin, his long fingers curling around the side of my neck.
And then he kissed me.
Like he’d been starved and dehydrated, and my mouth offered all he needed.
Like I was the breath in his lungs.
Like I was his to kiss and feel and take.
And maybe I was.
Because when his tongue pushed in, I opened wider and gave.
His arm around my waist loosened as he rubbed down my spine to my ass, gripping it. Using his hold, he ground me against his hard cock, lifting his pelvis off the chair in an attempt to get closer.
The only way that could happen was without our damn clothes in the way, so he yanked my shirt up, breaking the kiss just long enough to pull it off. Once it was gone, he deftly undid the clasp on my bra before that joined my shirt on the floor.
I thought he’d go right for my breasts. Hoped he would. I was ready to beg for those deft fingers on my sensitive nipples.
But he took it slow. His mouth roughly worked mine—bruising kisses and a branding tongue—but his hand was gentle. It tenderly skimmed my side, his fingertips grazing the side of my breast before sliding down again.
It was driving me out of my mind, but in the best possible way.
“Hey, ya rea— Guess not.”
Startled, I jolted away without thinking. Thankfully, Judge’s reflexes were sharp, catching me with one hand and quickly blocking my breasts with his forearm before whoever it was got a show.
Or maybe more of one.
“Get the fuck out,” Judge ordered so angrily, I was a little scared, but also a lot wet.
“Already leaving. Good to,” whoever started laughing, “see you, O.”
“I’ll cut your fuckin’ balls off and let O feed ‘em to you.”
My eyes snapped to Judge’s, and though he winked, I got the distinct feeling he was not joking.
Once the door closed, I jumped off his lap and grabbed my bra, putting it on quickly. “Was that Jury?”
I bent to pick up my shirt when Judge came up behind me. Fingers splayed, he palmed my ass cheeks before sliding his hands to my hips. Even with his legs spread, he had to lift my feet practically off the ground in order to press his hard cock against my ass. I stood upright, and he kept hold with one hand, moving the other to my front. He slid it from my pelvis to my stomach, over my breasts, stopping only once it was curved under my jaw.
He dipped his head into my neck, biting before licking to soothe the spark of pain. “Lose my fuckin’ head with you. Knew Jury was coming, knew anyone could walk in, but couldn’t think of anything but tasting you.” His hand on my hip moved to cup me between the legs. “Feeling you.”
I tilted my head to the side to give him better access, but he didn’t take it.
“Gotta go out, but I’ll only be a few hours. When I get home…” He didn’t finish his thought with words, but his tightened grip on my pussy and throat said everything.
And so did my one-word answer.
“Okay.”
