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I had tried to be gentle with her, and she had taken it as weakness. Taylor didn't need gentle. She needed this. A firm, demanding hand between her thighs and a command whispered in her ear.
“Cum, Taylor.” Forcing another finger up into her clenching channel, I bit back a groan of my own. God, this was what I wanted. What I needed. It was why she was so perfect for me.
“I’m–” Her legs trembled, tears fell from her eyes to mix with the rain and I grinned. “Please stop, Judge.”
Stop.
She had said the word though her hands were still locking me to her, her hips were still moving so she rode against the finger I had buried in her tight pussy.
“You don't want to cum, Taylor?” I asked in a mock sweet voice that sounded a lot like hers.
“Not like this. Not when you're this angry, not–” She let out a strangled cry as I stepped back. Her face was a mask of shock. Not saying a word, I turned her, bending her at the waist. Once her naked ass was before me, I took my cock in my hand.
“Brace yourself, Taylor.” I bent over her back, yanking her head back by her long, blonde ponytail. “Because I am not going to be gentle with you. Or don’t you want me to fuck you, either?”
She whimpered with need. Her ass pushing back against me.
She didn't even know what she wanted. Or at least she would never admit to what she did want. But that was fine. I didn't need her to say the words. Her body's reaction was all the answer I needed.
Taylor could fight it if she wanted. But deep down, she already knew she was mine. She just needed reminding, and I had the perfect way to do that.
I slammed forward, sheathing myself in her wet and warm body completely in one thrust and she caught herself against the wall just in time.
“You belong to me, Taylor.” I repeated again and again as I used her body like she wanted me to. “You are mine.”
It was rough and hurried and exactly the release I needed. It was time that Taylor learned her place. If she didn't want the orgasms I was offering, that was fine, but I would take my own pleasure from her. And I would take it hard and fast and with no consideration for her needs.
Again and again, I surged forward. Each thrust was angrier than the one before.
A sob ripped its way out of her throat and my hand closed around it, cutting it off. “Tell me to stop, fight me off, Taylor. It's the only way you will ever be free of me now.'' I groaned low in my throat as my balls drew up tight and painful when she whimpered again. But the words never left her throat. “Shall I cum in you, Taylor? Shall I fill you with my seed and plant a baby inside of you? Lock you to me forever?”
“Oh God, Judge!” she cried out, and the spasms around my aching cock intensified. Losing my grip on her throat, I placed my hand over her mouth, muffling her growing cries of pleasure and pulling her head back at an unnatural angle as I rammed into her from behind over and over again.
My eyes rolled and at the last minute I pulled out of her, shooting thick cords of hot cum over her ass and back, coating her in it. It was only when I was completely spent that I stepped back and ripped up my own jeans.
“What? Judge?” Confused, she looked over her shoulder at me.
Plastering my face with a cold triumphant smile, I wiped my hand across her ass. “What's the matter, Taylor? Did you want to cum to? But you said you didn't want to.” Cocking my head to the side, I finished straightening my clothes. “And I told you I would give you everything you wanted. Now clean yourself up. I am tired of walking around in the rain.”
* * *
She locked the cabin door, and that wasn't surprising. I had seen the tears on her face. The confusion clouded her blue eyes. It didn't make me feel guilty, because a man like me didn't really have the capacity for those feelings.
I didn't have the capacity for any feelings. I cared as much as I was able to, but I wouldn't lie to her and tell her I could love her because I couldn’t. Not in the way she wanted me to, anyway. Not in the way she deserved.
Raising my hand to knock on the locked door, I let it hang there. Uncertainty flooded me. If I knocked, she would tell me to leave her alone and I didn’t want to do that. I wanted to see for myself what my cruelty this afternoon had done.
Sliding the spare key from my pocket, I slipped it easily into the lock, swinging the door open before she could tell me to go to hell.
Stepping into the master suite, I froze. She sat there, still in the same clothes, on the edge of the bed. Her clothes were dry now, but that was only because it had been hours since we had come back. Me storming ahead of her even when every atom of my being wanted to reach back and take her hand so I could pull her back into my arms and tell her how wrong I had been.
Had she been sitting like this all this time? One quick glance down her body told me she had. She still had her boots on. Although the right one had been half unzipped.
“Taylor…?” I couldn’t bring myself to ask if she was ok. It was clear to see that she wasn’t. And I was the reason. I had gone too far, and showed her the monster hidden behind my pretty face.
Slowly, she lifted her head and there were tear marks down her face. Each one had left a dirty little trail across her cheeks.
Fuck.
