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  Chapter Twelve

  Judge

  When I wake up it’s still dark outside. I check my watch and see it’s around three in the morning. I didn’t mean to fall asleep, but with enough whiskey, that’s bound to happen. I sit up on the couch and rub my eyes with the heels of my hands.

  I was a mess when we got back to the house, and I felt like I had no control. I still don’t know what the fuck I would have done if I hadn’t made it to Kitty in time, but when she was safe in the house again, I needed a drink. A lot of them. Not only to calm my nerves but to keep me from going to her. All I wanted to do was rip her wet clothes off and take her right there on the floor in the bathroom. But I held off and decided I needed to put some walls between me and her naked body.

  At some point I thought she’d come find me, but I must have fallen asleep before that happened. Thoughts of where she is now have me standing up and searching for her.

  In the living room it looks like she was here with the messy blanket and pillows, but it’s quiet now and the lights are off. I make my way to our bedroom, and although my mind is still a little foggy, my heart is leading the way.

  When I get there, I see her curled up at the end of the bed and not hardly on it at all. I shake my head as I go over and scoop her up in my arms and carry her to her side.

  “Judge,” she says softly as I place her down.

  When I go to stand up, her arms stay locked around my neck, and the action makes me smile. “I’m coming right back,” I say and brush my lips across hers.

  She releases me, and I stand up to strip off my clothes. When I’m finished, I slide the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders and peel it down.

  “Why are you taking my clothes off?” she mumbles, half asleep.

  “Because I need you,” I say simply, and she blinks a few times at me. After a moment she nods and lifts her hips for me to take it the rest of the way off.

  We’ve both still got on our underwear as I get in the bed and pull her to me. I close my eyes and breathe her in for a long moment, wanting to feel her skin against mine.

  “Are you sorry you married me?” she asks, her voice startling me. I thought she’d fallen asleep.

  “What?” I’m so shocked by her question that I turn her over to face me. “Why would you ask that?”

  “I don’t know.” She shrugs and worries her bottom lip, and I can see tears forming in her eyes.

  “Kitty, no.” I cup her face and shake my head. “Don’t you ever think that I’m sorry for one second to have you in my life.” I close my eyes and take a breath. “I’m so damn scared.” I let out a long sigh because it’s almost painful for me to admit it. “I can’t lose you.”

  “But you didn’t want to see me tonight, and then I found you asleep in your office—”

  I rub my thumb across her lip to cut her off. “I’m so damn sorry I made you think for even one second that I didn’t want you.” I lean in close and kiss her softly before I look into her eyes. “I love you, Kitty. I know that it may take time for you to feel the same about me, but I fucking love you.” I roll her over so she’s pinned under me, and she can’t miss the meaning behind my words.

  “Kitty, you have always been the one for me, and I’ve been biding my time for the moment I could have you.” As I move between her legs, her thighs wrap around me, and I touch her cheek. “There’s nothing I want more than you being a pain in my ass for the rest of my life.”

  She smiles a little when I tell her this, and I lean down and kiss her softly once more. This time her body relaxes, and I feel her hands on my chest.

  “You don’t have to say it back, or say anything, but let me show you just how much I need you.” I rock against her so she can feel my hard length against her pussy. “You’re my wife, beautiful girl, and you’re mine forever.”

  Kissing her again feels like I’m sealing my words with a promise, and I intend to keep every promise I make to her. “You are perfect exactly like you are, Kitty. I don’t want to change you, and I don’t wish you were different. I want you to be exactly whoever you choose to be, and I want to love you until the end of forever.”

  “Stop it, you’re going to make me cry,” she laughs, a tear escaping, and I wipe it away. “I love you too, Judge.”

  I’ve longed to hear her say those words for so long, and as soon she says them it’s like something finally settles in my heart. Kitty has always been a woman with a free spirit and a strong will. That’s not something I ever want to change or am looking to tame.

  “Who you are is who I fell in love with.” I kiss her again, and this time I don’t stop.

  When her mouth opens and I taste her, there’s a need there that matches my own. Her hips rise, and she moans as my hands grab her ass. I hold her still, rubbing my cock between her legs, and now we’re both groaning for relief.

  My lips move down her neck and to her bare breasts as I kiss between them and then underneath. They’re so soft and heavy in my hands, and I pinch her tight peaks and suck on each one. Her body is moving in time with mine, and although I want to go fast, I keep telling myself to slow down.

  I kiss lower down her belly and then place a kiss on each hip. I take my time removing her panties and rubbing the inside of her thighs. I press my nose to the small patch of curls and inhale her scent. I want to possess all of her body inside of me, and I want to be inside of her too.

  My mouth waters when I use my thumbs to spread her lips and then lick her soft, pink clit. She cries out and tries to move away, but I lock her down against the mattress. I trace small circles around the tight bud and then press my lips to it and hum appreciatively. Her scent reminds me of spring on the farm when all the flowers are blooming. I bury my face in the wet heat and lap at her desire.

  She’s so fucking wet and needy, but I’m right here to give her what she wants. I slide two fingers inside of her, and she cries out as I suck on her clit at the same time. She’s so fucking sweet, like honeysuckle fresh off the vine, and I can’t stop.

  “Oh god, Judge, I’m close.” She grips the sheets tightly on either side of her, and I smile against her pussy.

  “You think I don’t know?” I growl as I lick her faster. “This pussy is mine.”

  “O-oh, don’t stop.” She bears down on my face, and it’s pure fucking heaven when she cums.

  Her body is tight, and she calls out my name as I get her pussy ready to take my cock. While she’s lost in the climax, I push my boxer briefs off and move up her body. While her pussy is still gripping my fingers, I use my other hand to rub my cock through her wetness.

  Her eyes widen as she stares down at me, dick in my hand, ready to fuck her. “Just relax, Kitty, we’ll make it fit.”

  I take my fingers out of her and lick them clean, pressing my cock into her just a little. She begins to tense, but I come over her and kiss her softly to distract her and help her relax.

  The taste of her pussy between us is dirty and hot all at once. I thrust in a little more, and she cries out but doesn’t try to push me out. “Good girl,” I say, trying to encourage her. “We’re almost there.”

  She nods, and we kiss again until she’s rocking her hips with me. With one final thrust, I go all the way inside, and she cries out against my chest. There’s no way to help a small amount of pain, but even that little bit, I wish I could take away from her. She’s too fucking perfect, and although I should give her more time to adjust to my cock, I can’t. I’m fucking selfish and desperate for her in a way I didn’t know was possible. I’m like a shark smelling blood in the water, and it’s a frenzy I can’t control.

  “I need you,” I groan, burying my face in her neck, and begin to thrust. It’s out of rhythm at first, but once the grip of her pussy isn’t so tight, I slow down and relax a little. I feel her relax too, and it’s easy after that. Her silky smooth pussy welcomes my cock, and her legs fall open on either side of me. “That’s it.”

  My cock is so full and heavy as it enters her, and when I
feel her nails dig into my chest, I begin to lose control. It’s too fucking tight, too fucking sweet, and I know I won’t last. Gripping her ass with both hands, I thrust so that my cock rubs across her clit with every stroke. She clenches around me and cries out, and I know she’s on the edge too.

  “I-I’m, oh shit, Judge, I think I’m going to—”

  Her orgasm takes her by surprise, and right when it hits, I roll us over so she’s on top of me. I thrust up deep inside and hold her hips tight as I grind it out for her. She falls on top of me as her orgasm goes on and on, and I finally let myself follow her into paradise.

  It’s so powerful that I see black spots in my vision, and I’m thankful that I’m not on top of her anymore because I would have passed out. I wrap my arms around her and squeeze her to me as I shout my own pleasure into the room. It’s more like a roar of triumph, and I realize that this must be what it feels like to be an animal. It’s primal and base, yet somehow this moment is sacred and pure.

  I might be taking her as a husband takes a wife, but I’m claiming her soul tonight as well. Whether she knows it or not, her fate has been sealed.

  Chapter Thirteen

  Kitty

  I stare at Judge as he chews on the eggs I made for him and wait for his reaction. He keeps on chewing before he audibly swallows. “It’s great, babe.”

  I roll my eyes. “You’re so full of it.” I laugh and walk over to the tray of muffins on the stove and bring him back one. He bites into it and moans. The lesson I’m learning is I should stick to what I know.

  “I can bake like a god, but I can’t make much else to save my life. I don’t even know how that’s possible.”

  “You know I don’t care if you cook. Why would you want to put Kelly out of a job?” If it wasn't for Kelly, Judge and I might have starved to death by now. After that first night together we couldn't manage to leave the bedroom. We spent a solid week in there before coming up for air, and thankfully Kelly kept leaving food outside our bedroom door.

  “It’s true, that man is a killer in the kitchen.” I point my finger at him. “But I’m better with the sweets than him, and don’t you forget it.”

  When he pulls me against his side, he kisses me like it's the first time all over again. I can taste the chocolate from the muffin and the feel of lips on mine has me lost.

  We break apart when there is a knock at the door. “Come in,” Judge says as he puts me back on my feet, not looking too happy about it.

  “Mrs. Russo.” John takes his hat off, giving me a nod.

  “Morning, John, would you like a muffin?” I ask him. He looks over at Judge, who has his arms folded over his chest, and I smack his shoulder. “Be nice, I can make more.” I fight a smile as Judge mumbles about not having to share and I'm his wife. I swear he’s almost pouting and it’s adorable. I love that I get this sweet soft side of Judge all to myself.

  I give John a muffin while the two of them talk about things Judge needs to check on. I walk over to the coffee pot and make Judge a to-go coffee, knowing he’s going to head out for a few hours. We can’t stay holed up in this house forever, no matter how much we want to. He has a farm to tend to, and I need to figure out what I’m going to do with myself.

  “I’ll be back in a few hours,” Judge tells me when John goes out the front door. I hold up his thermos of coffee and he leans down and presses his lips to mine. “You’re an angel.”

  “And I promise not to make you lunch,” I tease, getting a laugh from him.

  “What are you going to do while I’m gone?”

  “Don’t worry about me. I’ll find something to do.” I pull him down for one more kiss, and he gives my ass a squeeze before he’s gone. When I get to the master bedroom, I tidy up and get dressed. There isn't much to do around here because Judge is so clean. I had no idea it was possible, but I think I’m messier than he is.

  I grab my phone to check the time and see I have a text from my sister. She lost it when she found out what Judge had done, but I calmed her down when I told her I was in love. I explained that I’ve always loved him, and she was a little hurt that I never told her before now. I’ve been running scared of Judge from the start and worried about protecting my heart. I didn’t think I could stand it if he broke it, but I know that’s not going to happen anymore. I know he won’t because Judge has more than shown me this is forever.

  He’s so madly in love with me that he waited years to have me. He didn’t give another woman the time of day and even built my dream house for us. I look down at the ring he put back on my finger, and it feels right. The pink diamond catches the light, and it sparkles along the walls of the room. I have to admit when I think back to our wedding day, I only smile because it was exactly like the two of us—a little bossy but with a lot of passion.

  I know I can be a brat sometimes, but Judge has proven to me he doesn’t care. We’re a perfect fit, and he’s keeping me no matter what. I actually think he gets turned on when I sass him.

  I text my sister back, telling her I want her to come over for dinner this weekend, and she quickly agrees. Who would have thought both of us would fall madly in love and get everything we ever wanted? I grab my purse and make my way downstairs with a giant smile on my face.

  My sister gave me the idea about making my own little online store for my sweets. She said she'll help me do the back-end stuff like getting a website and all that as long as I handle the cooking and baking. Right now I want to get my name out there, so I’m going to see if the coffee shop in town would be open to selling my treats. I also need to start making items and taking pictures.

  Going into Judge’s office, I try to open the drawer where I know he keeps the extra keys, but it’s locked. It’s never been locked before, but I know he keeps other sets in the barn. That’s how I got my hands on one of his cars before, so I’m sure I can find some keys in there. Hopefully to a car that’s not a stick this time. Judge only just got that car fixed after my joyride a while back.

  When I step outside, I pause when I see Nick standing there not doing anything. “Mrs. Russo,” he greets me, and no matter how many times I tell everyone to call me by my first name, they don’t.

  “Hi Nick.” I smile as I head down the stairs, but he steps in front of me.

  “Where are you headed?”

  I stare up at him, wondering why he’s asking. “To town.” I try to step around him, but he blocks me again, looking uncomfortable. “Nick, is everything okay?”

  “I can’t let you do that. I was told you’re not allowed to leave the house.” I stand there for a moment, digesting his words. “I’m sorry.” He looks sheepish as he stands there waiting for my reaction.

  “Is this why I can’t find any car keys?” He nods, and I burst into laughter. I know where Judge’s keys are, but his truck is giant. I’d rather have a word with him than attempt to drive that beast. “Where is my husband?”

  “He’s over at the horse barn.”

  “Thanks.” I start to walk again, only this time I move around Nick quicker.

  “Where are you going now?” I ignore his question because I’m going to murder my husband.

  He jogs to catch up to me as I enter the barn near the house. I stop and give Bow an apple and kiss on her nose. “You can’t take Bow out either.” I roll my eyes as I head straight for the Gator. I’ll give Judge the Bow rule because I wodn't make that mistake again.

  “Mrs. Russo, please.”

  I slip into the driver’s seat. “I’m guessing you’re not allowed to touch me.” It’s not a question, because I know just how jealous and possessive my husband can be.

  “No, ma’am, I can’t.”

  “Then how are you really going to stop me?” I reach under the seat and grab the keys, and he jumps into the passenger seat. I let him stay there because I know he’s only trying to do his job.

  It doesn’t take long for me to find my husband leaning up against a fence with a few other hands around him. When he sees me, his nose f
lares, and I stop only a few feet from him.

  “You got something you want to tell me?” I get out of the Gator and stomp over to him. “You think I’m a captive here?” I poke him in his broad chest.

  “Kitty,” he warns.

  “Don’t you Kitty me! You can’t keep me locked up in that house, it’s ridiculous.” He closes his eyes for a moment, and I have no doubt everyone is enjoying the show. No one talks to Judge the way I do, because I’m the only one that can get away with it. There might be a small punishment later, but I’ll enjoy it.

  He grabs my finger as he barks an order that has everyone scrambling. He pulls on me and I fall into his chest. “You know how hot you are when you’re pissed?”

  “Judge.” This time it’s me issuing the warning.

  “I have to say I like you tracking me down when you’re mad as hell. We should do this more often.”

  “To be honest, I knew that if I ran off while you thought I was tucked away safely it would kill you. Not to mention I’m not running from you anymore. But you listen to me, Judge Russo. I am here to stand my ground, cowboy.”

  His face softens. “Kitty, I’m terrified something is going to happen to you.” He cups my cheek with one hand. “You’re my world, and I can’t lose you when I only just got you.”

  My damn heart melts, and although I want to stay mad, I can’t. I was ready to lay into him, but now I want to kiss him senseless.

  “Okay then, let's talk about this. I don’t want you worrying, but you also can’t keep me locked up in that house. Soon we’ll have kids, and you have a farm to run. I have to be able to leave.”

  He lets out a long breath knowing I’m right. “I want to get you a car that works for you. Not too big or small with all the safety shit I can get.”

  “Okay,” I agree.

  “And a tracker on it.” He lifts his eyebrows like I’m going to fight him on this.

  “You can put a tracker on me for all I care. If it makes you feel better, have at it.” I don’t want him worrying himself all the time. “And I’ll always let you know where I’m going.”