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“Unlike you, I don’t fool myself, Judge. I know I won’t marry for love—”
“Love?”
“Yes. Love. And I’m sure that sounds pathetic to someone like you. And really, how can I blame you? I have a history. Does Mercedes De La Rosa even have the capacity to love? I’m a fucking ice queen without feelings. Isn’t that what they all say? I had a chance tonight!”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“And don’t forget you’re the one who invited him.”
“After I saw your text—”
“You what?” She stops, her eyes narrowing to slits, fists clenched so tight her whole body is shaking. “You fucking asshole!” She flies at me, hands like claws.
I catch her when she hurls her weight into me.
“This is what I mean! You run too hot. The fire inside you would be wasted on a man like that,” I tell her as she draws one arm back to slap me. I take the sting of it as she rages, all nails and fists and fury. I spin her, throw her onto the bed and grip her wrists at her lower back. She wriggles to get free. “You think you’d be happy with someone like Clifton fucking Phillips?” Switching her wrists into one hand, I take hold of the top of her dress with the other and rip it straight down the middle. “You think you could ever be satisfied with someone like that? You think he’s your match in any way?” I tear away the string that barely qualifies as panties.
“What’s the matter, Judge?” She twists her neck to look back at me. “You don’t want someone touching what’s yours? Temporarily, I might add. Can’t stomach the idea of me getting off on someone else’s dick? Get the fuck off me!”
I look around, half mad with rage and jealousy and God knows what, and see her lotion on the nightstand. I reach for it, keeping hold of her wrists as I do, and flip the top open.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she asks when I squeeze a healthy amount onto her lower back.
I undo my belt and slacks, pushing them down only as far as I have to in order to free my cock. Scooping up the lotion, I smear it over my dick, then lift her by her hips, digging my fingers into tender flesh to keep her in position. I push her knees apart with my own and look down at her.
“I’m giving you what you want,” I tell her.
“At least be honest with yourself. You want it, too. You want me. The difference between us is that you can’t stand yourself for it.”
I don’t answer her. Instead, I brush my thumb over her tight hole. She stiffens. But it’s when I push against it that her eyes go wide and she realizes how I intend to take her.
“Judge!”
I meet those eyes with a grin. “Try to relax.” I release her wrists and grip her ass cheeks, splaying her wide. Fuck, she’s so beautiful. “It’ll be easier for you to take me in your tight little ass if you relax.” I shift my gaze back to hers. “And you will take me. All of me.”
“Judge, you can’t—”
She sucks in a breath as I guide the head of my cock into her. She’s tight. Too tight.
“You’ll tear me in two!” She fists the sheets. I think she’s trying to crawl away.
I slap her hip. “I said relax.” I push in, resisting the urge to thrust into her, groaning at the tight squeeze of her passage on my cock.
“Oh, God. I can’t. I…”
I slip one hand around to her clit as I push deeper, watching my cock disappear inside her.
“You’re going to kill me,” she manages more quietly.
Leaning over her, I bite the curve of her shoulder. “I’m going to make you come hard, little monster.” With that, I thrust into her, unable to hold back any longer.
She cries out, and I have to haul her hips back up. I draw out and thrust again.
“Please!”
“Shh. You can take me, Mercedes.” I make myself still and rub her clit, savoring the feel of her.
She lays her cheek down with a moan in a sort of surrender.
