Her feet flew up from the ground and her hands were dislodged from the wall. Her body floated as she was settled into Judge’s arms. She had no care what was happening as long as he continued to kiss her with such need and intensity. Her pussy wept in agreement while her eyes shed tears of joy. Outside of her mother, no one had ever shown her such devotion.
Within a blink of the eye, Judge’s lips came away from hers before her world tilted. As the spinning in her head receded, she opened her eyes to find she was staring at the carpet she had often observed as soft and lush. Trying to right herself, she discovered she couldn’t get up. She was helpless, imprisoned by her mate. It was then that she noticed Judge’s feet.
“What are you doing, Judge?” she asked, wriggling as she suddenly recognized her predicament. She lay naked across her mate’s knees with one hand held behind her back, while her other one was wedged against Judge’s body. Pressure between her shoulder blades held her down. Her backside was in the air.
“It’s time to pay the price for stealing my car, running from me, and placing yourself in danger by gambling at other casinos,” Judge stated from above her. “Do you have any idea how worried I get every time I consider what could have happened to you?”
“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again,” she pleaded, though with no real meaning. She trusted this man thoroughly. “Please, Judge.”
“Take this like a good girl, and I promise to give you what you want.” His finger entered her sodden pussy. “I think you’re enjoying this, kitten. Aren’t you?”
Moaning was all she could offer in response to his invasion. With each thrust of his hand his knuckles connected with her clit, sending her higher toward her completion. Stars burst behind her closed eyelids, blinding her. Then they were gone, as were his fingers. Before she could protest, something connected with one side of her backside. She screamed in surprise, more at the noise than the sting. Another smack landed on her other cheek. This one stung even more. The only thing keeping her in place was the fact that her mind registered it was Judge who was inflicting the punishment. Anyone else, she would have fought against with everything she had.
More slaps rained down over her bottom as it went up in flames. The heat radiated out toward her pussy, which was pulsing in need. The stars returned behind her eyelids, only this time they brought some friends. Her body shuddered as it climbed higher, reaching for the heavens.
Again she was denied her completion. The spanking stopped and she was lifted from Judge’s lap. It was the worst kind of punishment. He placed her body facedown on the bed and stepped away, leaving her cold with his desertion. But before she could protest, his warmth returned. Only this time the heat was compliments of his body rather than his clothing. He pulled her up on her knees, again leaving her backside hanging in the air.
With a kiss to her back, Judge said softly, “You took your punishment well, kitten. No more running and placing yourself in danger, okay?” She nodded against the bedding. “Good girl. Now this is for stealing my heart.”
With that, he impaled her. His hard, thick cock was embedded deep within her, sending her flying over the edge. Her scream hung in the air as she flew to the heavens. She barely registered someone shouting her name. She didn’t care. She was in bliss, and nothing could destroy that. Or so she thought.
She was jolted back to the bathroom in Judge’s quarters by a pounding noise. She made a startled sound as more bangs sounded. She realized what was happening, but by then it was too late.
“Stand back, Charli, I’m coming in.” In the next instant, Judge broke through the closed door and was by her side. “Are you all right?”
She nodded numbly, staring at the ruined door. She couldn’t remember locking it, but the splintered wooden frame would suggest otherwise. Hands rubbed up and down her arms, causing her focus to turn to the man in front of her.
“You had me worried,” he said sternly. Still his hands remained gentle on her arms. “What happened?”
“I had a vision.”
His back straightened. “Was it Delgado? Did he hurt you? You’re shaking.”
Heat filled her cheeks. How could she possibly tell him that she was still experiencing the aftereffects of his loving? Did she even have the words in her vocabulary to explain herself?
But she didn’t need to find them. Judge took a deep breath in, a sign that he was trying to control his temper. A low, rumbling growl sounded as he backed her up against the bathroom cabinet. Her backside made contact with a cold, unforgiving surface, reminding her of the spanking she had just envisioned. Her pussy leaked. Her nipples pebbled against her nightshirt.
“Tell me what your vision was about, kitten.” His chest came into contact with hers, eliciting a moan from her. “Tell me!”
“It was of our future together.” She gasped as he grabbed her breasts and began to massage them.
“Did you like what you saw?”
“Yes.” Another moan escaped her. She arched into his hold as his fingers toyed with her nipples.
“What are you saying?”
Without a second thought, she answered his question. “No more running. I want everything you’re offering.”
Chapter Nineteen
As soon as the words left her mouth, Judge whisked her out of the bathroom. Within a couple of steps she found herself lying on the bed, looking up at Judge. He seemed to be reading her, hesitation in his eyes.
“Are you sure about this, kitten? We don’t have to rush.” He held himself stiffly over her.
She lifted her hand to his cheek. “I’m sure, Judge. Please make love to me.”
His mouth slammed down onto hers, ravishing and devouring her. This wasn’t the first time she had sampled Judge’s unique taste, but even now she gained deeper insight into the man. Even to her inexperienced body, he tasted like sex and sin, but hidden in amongst the flavors lay so much more, promising to reveal itself in due course.
There was no dueling in this kiss. Judge took control from the moment their lips meet. With each thrust of his tongue, his denim-covered cock pounded against her sensitive pussy. Her legs wound around his waist of their own accord, offering herself up to him.
He pulled away and moved off the bed. His gaze never left her as his hands went to the shirt stretched across his solid chest. “Are you sure?” he asked, making no further movement to discard his clothing.
She reached for him. “Yes. Please, Judge, I’m positive.”
Her heart held no fear of what was about to happen, only anticipation. She held her breath, waiting for him to move. Finally he did and boy was she rewarded. He yanked his t-shirt over his head, revealing his slightly furry chest. Her fingers itched to delve into it.
Then came the jeans. Below them lay a cock unhindered by underwear. Though she had seen it before in her vision, she was still taken by how beautiful it was. And how huge! Its purple-pink head looked angry, but her mouth watered for it, which shocked her. Why would she want to put that in her mouth?
Judge had her forgetting that dilemma when he stalked toward her, crawling over the bed. Dislodging her fingers that were failing to unbutton her nightshirt, he went about undressing her with precise actions. With each button that he undid, he sampled her skin, kissing and using his rough tongue to lick every inch he revealed. By the time her nipples were playing peek-a-boo, her nerves were frazzled by her impatient hormones and his thorough attention.
Still he continued with his slow, torturous pleasure, adding several bites and nips along the way. Each time her skin was held prisoner between his teeth, her rapture grew, sending her skyward. Then he would bathe the sensitive area, licking and soothing the sting and pivoting her toward delirium. Her body didn’t know whether it was coming or going, but still it basked in Judge’s ministrations.
Finally the barriers between them were removed. But Judge’s worshiping of her body didn’t stop. He continued to deliver his mind-blowing erotic treatment as he made his way down her stomach.
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bsp; He stopped at the junction of her legs. Her pussy lifted off the bed, asking for something. What, Charli had no idea. But what he did next had her legs clamped around his head.
“What is it, kitten?” he asked, looking up from her pussy.
Trying to move further up the bed, away from his mouth, she asked, “What are you doing?”
“What does it feel like I’m doing?”
God, he was going to make her say the words, she thought to herself. She lowered her gaze from his. “You had your mouth on my p-pussy. It’s been leaking.”
Judge’s face visibly softened. “Kitten, that’s exactly what I’m chasing. Did you like it?” She nodded. “Good, because catching all your juices on my tongue has my mouth watering.”
She allowed her body to relax slightly. His answer had given her the confidence to ask about her earlier thought. “Will I do that to you too?”
“I would love to see you sucking my cock, but I would never ask you to do something that made you uncomfortable.” He began placing small kisses to her inner thighs. “Would you like to?”
The soft caress had her thighs falling apart, inviting exploration while her brain tried to piece together a better way to express her inexperience. Instead she blurted out her worries. “I’ve never done it. What if I don’t like it or hurt you?”
“I will be honored to teach you when you’re ready. As for hurting, there are different kinds of pain. Like this.” His fingers came up and pinched her nipples. Her chest thrust into his hold. “I think you’ll agree exquisite pain like that belongs in our sex play, don’t you?”
She moaned her response. It was all she could do. The air had left her lungs, making it impossible to breathe let alone talk. Pushing her breasts against his palms, she silently begged for more while her pussy pulsated.
Without another word, Judge obeyed her body’s demands. His fingers aptly pulled and twisted her nipples while his tongue went back to playing with her clitoris. The world ceased to exist to Charli outside of this man and his wicked actions. Her whole body felt like it was going to explode. She was begging for it to happen. Begging for the relief, but Judge had other ideas.
He pulled his fingers from her nipples and his tongue from her pussy. She wanted to scream at him to continue but failed to find the energy to do such a thing. Seconds later, she understood why he had stopped.
Her eyes flew open when she felt something blunt nudging at her entrance. It rubbed against her clit, then back down to her opening. Judge’s face was above hers, his gaze asking something of her.
“Are you sure?” he asked. His voice was strained and the muscles in his necks were protruding.
She lifted her pussy to meet his cock. “Yes.”
Judge seemed to relax above her at her response, but it was only for a second. His arms on either side of her head tensed as his cock slowly pushed into her. If she thought his actions had been torturous before, then he was proving her wrong now.
Her body wanted something. No, needed would be a better word for it. As soon as he pushed into her opening he stopped. He was pulling his cock almost all the way out, then pushing back into her in small, jerky motions. She couldn’t stand it any longer. As he jerked forward, she lifted her hips, taking his cock deeper into her body.
Frozen above her, Judge reprimanded, “Let me do it. I’m trying not to hurt you.”
“Please, Judge. I’m not a china doll. I need you inside of me now.”
She reiterated her point by taking more of his cock into her. Her fingers played with his nipples, copying what he had done to her not that long ago. Still he remained unmoving. Lifting her head, she took one of them into her mouth, her teeth worrying the brown nub.
His control broke. His body jolted up, pulling his nipple away from her mouth. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her skin, and he slammed into her. Her scream got caught in her throat as he continued his punishing thrusts. She tried to meet each downward motion but his hands held her firm.
Finally she found her voice, but the ability to form words had deserted her. A high-pitched keening left her mouth. It was answered by her mate’s grunts. With each sound her orgasm intensified and Judge’s rhythm faltered. He continued to push into her, harder and faster, driving her closer to completion.
Suddenly her vision blackened as her body flew. Tiny electric jolts ran through her system, awakening every nerve ending. Then she was gently falling, floating back to earth.
Opening her eyes, she found herself under the blankets, on her side, staring at Judge. “Hi,” she said, smiling.
“Hi, yourself. Are you okay? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” His hand came up to the side of her face.
Untangling herself from the blanket, she uncovered her arm and placed her palm on top of his hand. “I’m fine, Judge. In fact, I’m better than fine,” she replied, taking a mental note of her body. “A few aches and totally exhausted, but other than that I feel alive for the first time ever. That was something.”
Judge laughed. “I’m glad to be of service. Now why don’t you sleep so tomorrow we can get this meeting out of the way, and we can get on with the rest of our lives?”
“What’s happening tomorrow?” she asked, finally remembering about the conference call between Judge and his brothers.
“Gabby, Nikki, and Jewel will be up here with Emily, watching her, while the rest of us are protecting her sexy older sister.”
“You think I’m sexy?”
Leaning forward, Judge kissed her gently on the lips. “I think you’re the sexiest woman in the world. And you’re all mine.”
Lowering her eyes, she said softly, “I think you’re sexy too.” Then a yawn escaped her.
“Okay, sleep time, kitten. And then tomorrow you can tell me all the ways you think I’m sexy.” Judge then turned her over and pulled her back into his body.
She closed her eyes and allowed her head to sink into the pillow. As darkness moved in, she muttered, “Arrogant much?” and fell asleep to his gentle laughter.
Chapter Twenty
Charli was jolted awake when an unexpected weight landed on her. Without opening her eyes she reached out, willing her arms to dislodge the squirming object. Tiny hands touched her cheeks, gently patting them.
“Come on, Charli. Judge says it’s time to get up,” Emily said in frustration. “The pancakes are nearly ready and you’re gonna miss out if you don’t get up now. Judge and I will eat them all and then there’ll be none left for you.”
“Okay, I’m up!” Charli replied at the promise of pancakes. She sat up, grabbed her sister around her waist, then dumped her in the middle of the bed. Finding Emily’s ticklish spot, she tickled and said to the giggling girl, “So you think it’s okay to eat all of my pancakes, do you? Nobody eats my pancakes!”
“Okay!” Giggle. “Okay, I won’t eat them all. Just Judge’s share.” Giggle.
“What did you say?” Judge demanded, standing in the doorway, holding a spatula. “Who’s going to eat my pancakes?”
Giggle. “Me!”
Judge stalked toward the bed. Standing behind Charli, he handed her the cooking implement and said, “Move over, mate! I’ll deal with this cheeky monkey.”
Looking down at her sister, Charli removed her hands and warned, “Now you’ve done it, honey!”
“No, Judge. I’m sorry!” Giggle. “I won’t eat your pancakes, I promise.” Giggle.
“I don’t believe you, princess. You’ll have to do better than that.” With that said, he began tickling Emily.
In between laughter Emily was screaming for him to stop. Every time he did and asked whether she was going to eat his breakfast more giggling ensued. Charli relished the sound. Neither of them had many opportunities to relax and enjoy themselves like that.
It turned serious and all fun stopped when Emily cried out, “I’m gonna pee myself!” Judge jumped back, allowing Emily to scramble off the bed. When she reached the door, she turned and shouted, “Tricked you!” before running
out of the bedroom.
Judge fell to the bed and flung his arm over his eyes. “That girl has worn me out,” he complained before turning his gaze to her and smirking. “Or maybe it was her older sister. How are you feeling, kitten?”
“Tired, but a good tired. If that makes sense?”
“Perfect sense,” he agreed. “If we didn’t have this meeting in an hour I would ask Nikki and Viper to take Emily so we could have a lie-in.”
His words reminded her of the job she had to do that day to ensure Emily’s safety. The image of her being tied to the chair, frightened, sobered Charli quickly.
As if reading her thoughts, Judge pulled her into his arms. “I won’t let anything happen to either of you. We will get through today and allow the feds to do their stuff. Then there will be no more looking over your shoulder. No more running!”
Nodding her head against his shoulder, she said the one thing she wasn’t sure she had said yet. “Thank you, Judge.”
She felt a kiss to her forehead. “It’s me who should be thanking you.”
Before he could continue, a little voice traveled through the bedroom door. “These pancakes are great. You guys are missing out.”
A low rumble moved up Judge’s chest. He helped her sit up and said with a smile, “I think we better get out there before she makes herself sick.”
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An hour later, Charli rubbed her damp hands down her trousers as she exited the lift. Emily was safely ensconced in Judge’s quarters with Nikki, Gabby, and Jewel, playing with her dolls while Charli was currently surrounded by four large, imposing men as she walked toward Iris’s room. To say she was nervous would be an understatement.
Suddenly the guys halted outside a door. Viper and Chaos pushed in front of Charli. They stood just staring at the door. Both held one finger up, indicated that only one life force was present within the room.
Even though Charli was helping the woman out and Iris had abided by all of their requests, the guys didn’t trust her completely. The truth was, neither did Charli where Delgado was concerned. The man had enough money to buy anyone’s loyalty, even the staunch FBI agent who, if Charli had read her correctly, had feelings for Jonah Biesterman.
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