He got Bow back for me, and that’s the Judge I fantasize about. That while everyone else thinks of him as a gruff, no-nonsense cowboy, for me he’s sweet and maybe a little dirty. At least the dirty side of Judge is a reality.
I didn't think he’d be a virgin with how all the girls in town talk about wanting him, but he’s not one to ever talk about things like that to other people. I never understood how all the girls in town talked about how sexy he was while being a bit afraid of him.
I never felt that fear before, even though he was big and loud. He barks orders, and everyone jumps to, but I’ve always been the one to push back. I can’t help myself, and sometimes I just want to see how far I can go.
When I step out of the closet, I think Judge will be there, but the sound of the running shower has me moving toward the bathroom. I lean in a little to see the space filled with steam and the huge shower that could hold a handful of people.
I suck in a breath when I see every powerful naked inch of Judge Russo. Water runs down his hard body as he braces himself against the glass with one big hand. The other is wrapped around his cock as he works himself up and down in quick hard strokes. His head bowed, he’s hiding his face from me, but the muscles down his back are so tight they look painful.
I should step back. Or go forward. My mind screams for me to move, but my body doesn't, and I stay rooted in the spot. Even as his head comes up and his dark gaze locks with mine, I don’t flinch as he groans my name and starts to cum.
His whole body goes rigid, and all those big muscles flex as he spends himself. His eyes never leave mine, and a whimper of need escapes me. I was so lost in him I failed to notice how turned on I was. My nipples are tight, and my new panties are soaked. He pushes off the glass and stands to his full height.
“Kitty.” The way he says my name has me sucking in a breath.
He starts to say something else, but finally I get my feet to move and run from the bathroom. I hadn't realized how far I’d let myself walk in as I watched him stroke himself.
I hit the light in the bedroom before jumping into bed. I pull the blanket over my head and lie there as I try to calm my rapid heart. I listen to him in the bathroom while he gets ready for bed and pretend to be asleep.
I hold my breath, wondering what he’s going to do next, and I’m not sure what I want him to do. A few moments later, the bed dips, and he climbs in on the other side. An arm wraps around me and pulls me across the bed until I’m flush against his big body.
He wraps himself around me, and his hand goes under my shirt to rest against my stomach. Our legs tangle together before he buries his face in my neck, and he places a kiss there. It’s so natural and easy, I don’t know how I’ve been in bed without him before now.
When I close my eyes and let out the breath I was holding, I realize he did exactly what I needed him to do, and I fall asleep in seconds.
Chapter Eight Judge
Hours. This has been pure torture for hours, but I don’t ever want it to end.
Kitty moves just slightly, and the shift is like a lightning bolt directly to my cock. I’m stretched out on my back because at some point in the night she turned over and then decided to climb on top of me. She’s got her knees on either side of my waist and the shirt she has on has ridden above her chest. Her panties and my boxer briefs are the only thing separating us from the neck down, and my dick has already managed to jut above the waistband in a desperate attempt to get skin on skin. The first couple of inches are bared and wedged between my stomach and her soft belly. It’s heaven and hell all at once.
I close my eyes and pet her ass as she rocks in her sleep. She’s been doing this for so long I thought at some point she’d wake up. But she’s deep asleep as her body enjoys the feeling of grinding on my dick.
My hands are down her panties and cupping her ass as she breathes deeply and rocks her hips. I can feel how wet she is, and although I want to give her release, I like how this feels too. She’s needy and clingy, and I can’t say I don’t enjoy this version of my Kitty cat.
“Judge,” she moans, rocking again, and I close my eyes.
“Why are you doing this to me, baby?” I ask quietly as I hold on to my iron will.
My hands squeeze her as her wet pussy soaks her panties further, and I grit my teeth. I’ve been strong enough, and she’s so damn desperate for relief.
“I got you,” I whisper, pushing her ass down so her pussy is on top of my cock. I hold her there as I thrust so it pushes my boxers down more and her panties to the side.
I have to stifle a groan when I feel her
