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And one thing I could say about my man, he wasn’t a liar.
But one thing I could say about me?
I was ruthless.
Cupping his cheek, I ran my palm against the rough stubble and smiled.
And, smart man he was, Judge went alert.
With forced nonchalance, I tilted my head. “I’m thinking of going off the pill.”
That did it.
Judge pulled me down at the same time he raised his hips. “Don’t fuckin’ lie to me, princess.”
“I’m a shit liar.”
He lifted his finger. “Don’t play with me.”
I bit it and sucked it into my mouth before slowly releasing. “I thought you liked when I did that.”
A low growl vibrated from his chest as he sat upright to take my mouth and grind his pelvis against my clit, stretching me fuller than I’d ever been.
But I wanted more.
Tearing my mouth away, I ordered, “Fuck me.”
“Bossy,” he grunted back, but he listened. Holding my hips, he moved me up and down his length savagely, his own hips rising and falling to fuck me harder. He bit and licked and kissed and sucked wherever his mouth could reach.
Like he couldn’t get close enough to me.
Couldn’t get enough of me.
I was almost there. My legs trembled, my body tightened, and my heart raced as if I was actually sprinting toward the cliff I desperately wanted to leap off.
And then it stopped.
My unfocused eyes narrowed and my mouth opened to tell Judge where he and his amazing dick could go, but then I saw he wasn’t just teasing me. His head was turned toward the door.
And then I heard the knock.
“We expecting anyone?” I asked, climbing off him despite his attempts to clutch my skirt and keep me in place.
“No, clubhouse is closed tonight.”
That was another big change Judge had insisted. One night a week, the clubhouse was ours. I’d thought the brothers would be pissed, but they hadn’t given a shit. Especially once Judge had made it clear they were still welcome if they needed it.
Like in an emergency.
“Light on,” Judge said to the room, the mood lighting returning to full brightness. Standing, he tucked his still hard cock away and reached under the couch, pulling out a gun I hadn’t known he stored there.
If I hadn’t been worried, I’d have thought his badass gracefulness and his muscular body were works of art.
Fine, I still thought it.
I approached, but he kept me behind him as he brought up the front door camera on the alarm panel.
“Holy shit,” I whispered as he bit out a harsher curse. I took a step, but he stilled me, putting his finger to his lips. He used the controls to check the area quickly before opening the door.
