by Dee Ellis
"I was always coming for you, baby. Always. You know I belong to you too, don't you, Bug?" Her moans make me rock hard as I plunge another finger into her heat.
"Do you? Then where the fuck, oh God....oh shit." I punish her doubt by pumping into her hard, rubbing furiously at her clit.
"Don't make me punish you, baby. Even though, it feels like my girl's greedy pussy loves to be punished, yeah,” I pump into her, curling my fingers, “So greedy for my touch. Just mine, yeah? I watched you tonight. I knew you needed fucked. Knew you’d never let someone touch you like I do. Tell me. Let me hear it." I know her, know her better than I know myself. Others might look, but they never got to touch her. Not like this. Not like I do.
"Only you, Judge. It's only ever been you to make me feel like this. I should hate you,” Her beautiful eyes glitter with tears and I move to kiss them away, “I don't though. I couldn't even when I tried to." I watched that too; when she first got to Boston she tried to erase our memories. Tried to throw away pieces of me, of our past. A jersey of mine she always wore; pictures of us together, a stuffed monkey I won her at a carnival once. I watched her throw it away after she moved in to the condo; seconds later, she came out, snatching it up and I felt my heart piece back together.
"You can hate me all you want Bug. Hate me if you need to. I can handle your hate. Just don't fool yourself and think you got a choice here. You're mine, Cress. This sweet pussy,” I pump slower, watching her go mad as she bucks her hips, “These tits,” I bend over her to suckle at them and she moans, my cock twitching, “Every single piece of you. It all,” I pump faster and faster, watching her flush and ride my hand, “belongs to me. Come for me, Bug. Ride my fingers just like that, baby. Come for me. Let me hear you, Bug." Her pussy gets tight, her thighs tremble as she flushes all over, quaking under my touch.
"Oh fuck! Judge....oh God! Yes. Yes!" I press harder and harder at her clit, my fingers wet from her juices, then sink a finger into her tight ass and she screams.
"Fuck you're so beautiful when you come for me, Bug." As she watches with hooded eyes, I suck my fingers into my mouth, licking her come from them, groaning at the sweetness.
"Judge." Cress covers her face with her hand and giggles and that sound pieces together part of my heart. She’s been putting me together all night.
Something in me tonight forced me to step out of the shadows I’d remained in so long. I couldn’t let her be alone any more. Couldn’t let her live her life without me any longer. Cress meant what she said; she maybe tried to hate me, but she was always waiting for me.
Cress knew it was me holding her long before let herself believe it. Oh, she maybe didn't realize it till I showed up at her door. She knew, though. My Bug would never let a man touch her like that, hold her so intimately. Not like I had on that dance floor, and certainly not with others watching.
No, Cress had constructed a very cute and safe persona that left people thinking she was cold. Shut off to most the world. Just a few had cracked it. Mostly people that I surrounded her with; Hope, Bert who she adored and her driver, Cook.
I shouldn't be thankful for it but I fucking was. Made it easier on me to watch her, knowing she was waiting. That she wouldn't settle for less than me. Which was a fuck of a lot less than she deserved given how much of a coward I’d been.
Cook let me know tonight that Hope had been up to her tricks tonight. And that maybe, just maybe, I ought to find my girl and do something about letting her know she was still my girl. The moment I saw her on that floor tonight, I knew I’d come to her just in time.
Fuck she looked hot in that dress; I should punish her letting other men see her like that. Her tits barely fit in the lacy V-neck and I could see her thong through the thin material. Her thick thighs as she shimmied and danced, tits and ass shaking, made me want them wrapped around my head, mouth sucking at her sweetness.
When I pressed close, my cock hard against her plump ass, I knew I would be fucking her right there. I was like a fucking animal once I smelled her and felt her softness against me again. I had to take her, make her mine, mark her if I had to. So, I did.
After guilt made her break away, I knew I had waited long enough. Nearly too long. My girl was hurting as bad as I was. There was no reason to wait longer, to make us hurt like this. I had to end it tonight.
I’d come to the condo and let Cook and Bert know they were off duty for the rest of the weekend. There were two other people living in the condo; Cook to keep an eye on the girls. And sometimes, when I couldn't stand to be away from her, I stayed beneath her. Felt good to be so close to her when I needed her. It was creepy as fuck, I knew it, but sometimes I had to be close to her.
"Baby,” I murmur now, kissing at her neck, licking and sucking at the skin dewy from her orgasm, “I got a lot of shit to say. Tell me one thing before I start." I press an open-mouthed kiss to her ear and we both shudder as she moans.
"What, baby?" Fuck, I love her. No hesitation even when I deserve it, just willingness. Eagerness even.
"Don't hate me after I tell you everything. I just can't wait to have you any longer. I want you too fucking bad, Bug. So, don't hate me,” I plead as I watch her eyes light up, “I can't really handle it if you truly hate me." I lean away, stilling my hands and trying to clear my fuck fogged brain.
"Mmm,” Cress licks her swollen lips as her eyes flutter, “Told you I tried. Doesn't work. I have loved you since I knew how to love someone, Judge Walker. I fucking miss you and if you leave me again I might just kill you. So, tell me what you need to say, baby." I kiss her long and hard then, taking her mouth roughly, hands tangled in her mussed hair.
"I love you, baby. So fucking much. I never stopped and I never fucking will. You are my stars, Bug. The light in my skies. I never gave up on us, on the promises I made you and I never fucking will. You are my girl and that's just how the fuck it is." I say again, watching tears fill her eyes as she smiles brightly. Like the fucking sun.
"I love you too baby. Jesus Christ, I feel like I can breathe again. Don't take it away again. Don't....make it so I can't breathe again, Judge. Please." I climb off the bed, going to the en suite to grab my pants.
"I will never leave you again. In fact, we don't ever have to leave this fucking room again if you don't want to, Bug." I dig the paperwork out of my pocket and kneel on the floor beside the bed.
"I think Hope's daddy might have..." I spread it out in front of her, tugging at her legs to bring them on either side of my shoulders. Leaning forward, I press a kiss at her swollen pussy then lick her. Just once.
"Mmm, so fucking sweet. No... baby the place is yours. Ours if you want it to be. You did not get kicked out of the dorms because Hope fucked her RA. You were moved because I wanted you moved. I moved here when you did. To Boston, I mean. I left you to go to Oregon but, baby, I never fucking left you." Cress looks at the deed, with her name on it, to the upscale condominium that holds four other apartments. I paid for it in cash and concocted the lie about Hope's daddy with the man himself.
"What. In. The. Actual. Fuck!" Well shit.
Cress looks hot as fuck angry. I think better of sharing that just now, though.
Cress
For six years, I waited. I looked for him all over. Every. Fucking. Where. Paid for searches, investigators, everything I knew to do. Once on a visit back home, I lingered at our old hang outs. Never went back again; it stopped being my home the moment Judge left.
Now, he shows up out of nowhere. Tells me the condo I thought Hope's daddy bought to hush her up was really mine. That he had lived here the entire time too. Well, maybe not here; then again as I looked into his green eyes I knew that he had. I felt him. I’d felt him more than once, but assumed it was the memories I couldn't shake.
Memories I once tried to throw away. After moving in the first thing I decided was I needed a fresh start. I cried over photos and trinkets as I boxed them up. Took me hours to get one box full. I dumped them unceremoniously in the trash. I made
it back to our floor only to run down the stairs and snatch them back, crying over memories that broke my fucking heart.
I looked up and there he was. Judge. Watching me, sadness in his startling green eyes. I even started to cross the street but a horn honked me out of my focus. Once I finished cursing at them, he was gone. A mirage. I painful fucking mirage. Or as it would seem, maybe not so much.
Judge had been there. I wondered how often since coming to Boston those feelings had been him. Right there. Close enough for me to touch. Tears flood my eyes and I bury my face in my hands, sobbing again. Judge brings me to the floor and into his lap, soothing me. Even if he was the one who pissed me off, it was only him who could sooth me, really. Always had been.
Like in junior high when he stuck up for me when one of the boys called me trash. I wanted to fight him, but Judge beat me to it, leaving Tommy Wyatt a bloody mess. Always trying to protect me. It pissed me off but then I cried and he held me. Now, I sob into his shoulder, wondering what he’s been protecting me from for the past six years.
"I love you, baby. I always loved you. It’s ripped me open again and again to be so close to you but to hold back. To wait. I wanted to just come scoop you up and make you mine again. I was so fucking scared you would hate me. I was waiting for the right moment. Then…I kept waiting because I can't lose you again. Cress, baby I'll fucking die if I can't have you now. I almost did being away from you so long. I need you, Bug." Now, he’s crying too and I clutch him tighter, not thinking him weak for it. Instead, I think he might be the strongest person I know.
"Oh baby, I love you too. Always. Explain. Everything. Now." I cup his face and trace his beautiful mouth with my thumbs.
Damn he’s so beautiful. He had always been handsome, even back then. Now...Jesus he looks like the sexiest, most dangerous thing I’ve ever seen. Beautiful. More than just handsome. His eyes are bright and full of love, of want. His sexy mouth is full and soft and I want to suck at his bottom lip.
Now that I can, I lean forward and do just that. His groan rumbles through his massive chest and right between my legs. My hands slide through his thick hair, yanking as he slips his tongue into my mouth. Harder to urge him closer. I shift to straddle him, feeling his cock press hard and hot between my center.
"Mmm, let me inside, baby,” Judge’s hips rock to nudge at my center, “Let me explain with you wrapped around me. I need it right now. Need to feel your pussy tight around me." I moan and tip my head back as his hips surge forward and he thrusts roughly inside me.
"Oh fuck,” He bends forward, suckling a hard nipple into his mouth, “Your pussy is mine. So fucking perfect, wet and tight for me. Just like I remember. I missed this. Missed being inside you, Cress…" Suddenly I realized what his words at the club meant; had he kept that promise, just like I had?
"I missed it too. Missed you. Knowing that I belong to you. I always belonged to you, Judge Walker.” I yank at his hair, forcing his gaze to lock with mine. In a second, we say the words without saying them. We kept our promises. All this time.
"Fucking right. Your orgasms belong to me, Bug. Every,” He thrusts and I moan, “Single,” Again, “Fucking,” Harder this time, “One. You come now when I tell you, baby. Only for me now, Bug.” I whimper as he thrusts all the way in and slides all the way out, punishing me. I fucking love it.
"Oh God,” I fall against his muscled chest, letting him lift me on his cock, “You feel so fucking good inside me. Fuck me hard. Let me know who I belong to." Judge roars and bites my neck, slamming up into me over and over.
"Fucking right. No one else gets to feel this pussy. Gets to taste it. It’s mine, Cress. Just mine." I moan and dig my fingers into his shoulders, wanting to hurt him too. I need to know he was mine, too.
"Tell me you are just mine too. Tell me you didn’t give away what you gave to me once. I need to hear it too." Judge nods, pounding up into my, his hips circling and pelvic bone hitting my clit just right.
"Only you, Bug. I never gave this cock to someone else. How could I, baby? It belongs to you. I jerk it every fucking day thinking of this sweet cunt being wrapped around it again." Judge moves his hand between us, rubbing roughly at my throbbing clit and my nails rake down his chest.
"Never? No one else? Swear to me." Suddenly his thrusts turned savage and I knew. Of course, he kept his promise. Judge never broke his promises, I knew that a lifetime ago. It’s why I waited for so long for him to come back to me. He would keep all his promises.
"I have belonged to you since I was ten, Cress Stone. Every single piece of me is yours. Always will be. Never filled anyone else with my cum like I’m going to tonight. Going to paint your fucking skin with my mark so you never forget who owns you. I never forgot, sweet Bug. I made you a promise, didn’t I?” I nod as he pumps into me, bending down, pressing my tits to his chest as my nails, my teeth, my body marks him too.
"Yes, baby. Yes. I kept my promise too. I couldn’t come for anyone else, Judge. Make me come now, for you. With you deep inside me. Oh baby, please...make me come. Make me come all over you. " Judge growls as his fingers grip my ass tight, one thumb flicking at my clit, two others sinking into my tight asshole.
"Fuck yes. Come on my cock, baby. Give me what's mine. Give it to me, Cress." One hand yanks at his hair, hard, the other raking down his back as I come hard. So hard I think I black out because suddenly, he’s lifting us both, still inside me.
Judge carries us to the bathroom once again and starts a bath. In my big bowl of a bathtub. Because it’s mine. He bought this entire fucking condo. For me. To keep me close to him. Normal people, that might freak them out. Might even piss them off. Me? Just made me love him more, if possible.
What does piss me off is that means Hope was lying to me. Which means she knows my Judge. Jealousy crawls though me, icy and intense. Judge seems to know his way around the place awfully well. He sees it coming, crossing the room to shackle his big hands around my wrists as my own hands ball into fists.
“You know Hope." I don't ask or accuse, I just say it.
"I know Hope, yes. However, your girl does not know who I am to you. I know her father. He's a... financial sponsor. Come here, Bug." I stare at him a moment and then obey, letting him hook a strong arm around me.
"I love you,” He kisses all over my face then holds my chin so I have to meet his gaze, “I am about to tell you everything. You can hate me. Like I said. Hate me all you want. I can get past it, even though it might kill me a little to have my Bug hate me. Know this though; it won't change shit. I am here because I’m done waiting to take care of you the way I promised. You are my girl, Cress. So, get right with that right now, baby. Nothing I say now is going to change that." I lift my chin in defiance but it’s a ruse.
Of course, I’m Judge's girl. That's just how the fuck it is. How it always was.
Judge
"Now get that sexy ass into that tub so I can hold you and tell you everything. Had a game plan remember. I make you come. Tell you everything. Then you wrap those thick thighs around my head and ride my face. So, let's get to the telling part, yes?" Cress laughs again and my heart swells as I help her into the bowl-shaped tub.
Damn, my girl’s sexy. All that ass and those hips. Those thick thighs that wrap tight around me just like they belong. I watch her sink into the water, her tits bobbing and making me hard again. Jesus, they are perfect. Round and plump with peachy pink nipples that get hard as shit the minute I touch her.
I reach out and tweak one. Because I can. Cress smirks up at me and my dick twitches. Damn, I love her. Every once in a while, when we were apart, I wondered if I really did. Or if I was just obsessed with a memory. Each time I doubted it, I just made a visit back home, then to the campus once she moved. One sight of her and I knew.
Cress taught me what love could be; she is the love of my life.
Climbing in across from her, I grab her ankle to yank her close. Again, that sexy giggle as I watch those fantastic tits bounce. My cock bobs up
but I ignore him for right now. I got my girl and he’ll get plenty of attention.
As I watch, she seems to be thinking the same thing. Because her pink tongue comes out, eyes on my cock, as she licks her lips. I groan and shove him down, refusing to be distracted. I have a lifetime of those lips wrapped around my cock to look forward to. Now I have some truth to get to.
"Stop it, Bug. You look at me like that and I might have to punish you again. Shove this cock down your throat,” Her eyes light up at the threat and I growl, tweaking her nipple hard again, “No. Behave, baby. Sit back and let me tell you how I kept my promise to you even when you thought I didn't." Cress quirks a blonde brow then obeys. Sits back, slender arms on the edge of the bath, watching me patiently. Jesus, she’s so Goddamn beautiful.
"Tell away, baby. Then punish all you need to." Again, I tweak her nipple and she moans, her foot slipping between my legs to rub at my dick.
"Damnit behave. Listen now, please?" Cress' face softens as she looks away and I feel like a shit for snapping at her. I’m as excited to be with her again as she seems to be with me, but I need to get it all said.
"Oh Bug, I'm sorry. Look at me, please,” She swipes at her face just as I realize she’s crying,' Oh baby don't. Come here." I try to tug at her ankle again but she refuses.
"I'm fine. Just talk." Then I realize she’s not upset for what I said. But for what I’m about to say.
"I love you baby. Let me hear it." My hands massage her foot under the water and she smiles through her sadness. So fucking beautiful.
"I love you too, baby." I bend and press a kiss to the arch of her foot, then hold her eyes.
"So. I left. I tried to get back to you baby. I really did. I was so stupid; I was fifteen, what the hell did I know? I knew I loved you, Cress. More than anything in the fucking world. I knew you were it. I didn't think I'd find someone better or grow out of it. Out of us. It was always going to be us. I went to the bus station half a dozen times to come to you. My mom was losing it so bad sometimes she barely even knew who I was. I couldn't do a thing for her. Cress I just wanted you. I needed you. Then, like a kid who was hurting, I got pissed off at you. Why didn’t you come after me? Why didn't you run to me like I wanted to run to you? Then I thought maybe you grew out of it. Then I didn't fucking care. You were mine before either of us even knew what it meant,” I keep massaging her tiny feet as I gaze into the past.
