Judge

 

The crowd is loud, the music introducing me booming through the speakers. I should be nervous. It’s an important fight. I’m not, though. Because as I walk out, I look to my right and there she is. My Bug. Lit up like the night sky. Screaming louder than the rest, I can hear her chant my name above the din of the crowd.

It doesn’t matter if I win or lose tonight. I get to go home to that woman. Just like I have every night since I went to her that night in the club over a year ago. Cress doesn't care if I lose the fight or win the purse and the belt. Cress just cares about me. About us.

"I love you Judge Walker!" Cress hollers before I cut my way through the crowd.

"I love you Bug." I never enter the ring without getting a taste of her. Couldn't do it.

Two months after I followed her home from that club, I had my first fight. I nearly lost, I was so unfocused. Because she’d been right there, watching. I wasn't afraid of losing. Just of how she would look at me after. Cress was the fucking stars to me. Lit up my fucking life. If fighting scared her or if she thought less of me if I lost, it would break me. 

Between rounds, my girl came and shoved trainers out of her way. Sat right on my lap and sunk her sweet tongue into my mouth, bringing my focus sharp and alert. Cress whispered filthy promises into my ear and I changed. Just like that.  Knocked that fucker out within forty seconds after the bell rang for the next round.

Took my girl back to the locker room and bent her over the training table and did all those dirty things she promised. Cress never left my right side after that night. Always there in the front row, win or lose. But I never lost. Not with my Bug there.

Not after she presses her sweet lips to my mouth and whispers dirty things she’ll let me do to her after. Tonight, she shook her ass a little and licked my ear with a filthy moan on her lips; I knew just what that meant. Rodriquez’ going down. After, I am burying my cock deep in my girl's ass.

I can hear her giggle from her seat, my dick straining in my shorts. When I look her way, she playfully fans herself, making her eyes go wide. Cress loves to make me feel like a man, and damn that feels good.

"Be careful." Her full lips mouth and I nod; of course, I had my woman to take care of.

After that first night together, I never wanted to leave her. I also wanted her to have whatever she wanted so when she decided to finish school, I agreed. I moved her bestie Hope into the condo across the hall and moved my stuff in with Cress. It lasted awhile. Until my first fight in New York. School got in the way of Cress going with. If you think I'm a beast when I don't get my girl, think again.

Cress lost her shit when she realized she might have to miss the fight, which was an important one. Something about me in trunks and gloves, beating another dude made my girl hot as shit. Plus, she knows she’s my lucky charm. Still, I wanted her to finish school so we fought for days. I was always going to give her what she wanted though. When she dropped out, or postponed finishing as she referred to it, I can’t say I wasn’t pleased. Now, Cress is with me when I train and always at my left when I fight.

Tonight, if I win, she never has to go back to school. Unless she wants to. Besides, I have her working for me now. My fighting is a constant source of income now, with several big fights under my belt. Cress handles all the marketing and PR stuff that I had no one handling before. Cress is smart and she’s damn good at charming sponsors. Sometimes a little more than I like, but we both benefit from it.

Staying at the condo didn’t last long, since Hope commented too often on how good I gave it to my girl. Guess she could hear us, even across the hall. I came home after training one night to Hope and Cress out at the pool, surrounded by Hope’s fuck-boys. We moved two days later.

All the purses I won meant Cress could pick the house of her dreams. It wasn’t ridiculous bit it was a hell of a lot better than the shacks we’d grown up in. It had plenty of room for the family I hope to build with her. Not like we aren't trying.

In fact, as often as I fill my girl with seed, I’m shocked we don't have a soccer team by now. Really, I am good with not sharing her just yet. Soon enough we'd have a family and I’d lost so much time with her. Doesn't mean I won't lose it like a big baby once I knock her up.

Cress makes me feel shit I am not too ashamed to show.

When she let me drag her to the courthouse and make her my wife, days after I got us the new place, I was a mess.  It was just us, with my trainer Tye and Hope as witnesses. We didn't need anything else. I think I cried more than her; I’d fought my whole life to get back to her and now it was forever. For always.

One last look at my left, then the bell rings. We circle each other a few times but I’m focused, knowing he’s going to lead with his left. When he does, stepping out then swinging once, I lay into his body. Powerful punches lift him off his feet. He gets one good one in on my ribs but I come back swinging.

Before I know it, I’m rapid firing on him and he stumbles back. The crowd goes silent. I am a fan favorite, but not expected to win. Cress knows better, leaping to her feet and rushing the ring. Before the ref hits ten, the crowd erupting, I have my wife in my arms and she’s lit up like my firefly.

"Husband, you won!" I’m barely out of breath as I lift her against me, smoothing her short dress over her ass. Cress knows better than to wear panties; I need quick and easy access at all times.

"Course I did, wife. You're at my left. I always win with you by my side." She’s kissing me before the reporters break us apart; I growl when someone puts their hands on her.

Tye steps in and hooks a protective arm around her neck, keeping the handsy reporters at bay. I got fined a hefty sum the last time one of them touched my wife. I knocked him out and Tye had to pull me off him. Cress is mine. Most of them got the point after that and steer clear of her. I answer a few questions before I feel Cress watching me.

Eyes hungry, her teeth at her bottom lip, I know just what my wife wants. If she keeps making it so obvious, I might have to punish her though. Which my wife loves; is it really punishing her when I spank her plump ass until it’s red, making her so wet she drips? Or finger her until she almost comes then make her suck my cock until I let her climb aboard. She loves it and so do I.

Watching me pose with the belt and answer questions, I don’t miss her nipples hardening in her pretty flowered dress. Shit. Enough questions for now. I’ll gave a huge press conference after the fight, they can ask all they want to know then.

My eyes drop to her thighs, seeing them slick with her need. Fuck, yes. Tye steps in for me as I stalk through the crowd towards my wife. I jump from the ring, holding the ropes open to let her slide out. I do not miss the glimpse of pink, wet pussy she lets me see. I growl and swat her ass as I nod towards the hall leading toward the locker rooms.

I lead her from the ring, bringing her close and inhaling the scent of that wet pussy, moaning as it settles deep in my lungs. Fuck, I never get enough. Clearly, neither does she. We’re barely into my locker room before she drops to her knees, yanking at my shorts. My hands fist her hair as I let out a guttural growl when she sucks me past her plump lips.

"Fuck, baby. Slow down I want what you promised, Bug. I want that ass right now." Cress moans as I undo the buttons of her dress, reaching in to play with her tits. Which feel heavier and fuller than usual. I like that.

"Yes. Please, Judge." Still she licks and sucks at my cock, doing that trick where she fits both my cock and balls into her mouth. My knees almost give out every time.

"Holy fuck. Get on the table. Now." Cress obeys, smirking back at me, making my balls tingle.

She flips her skirt up and I growl, slapping her ass hard. The pretty little plug I slid inside her earlier is waiting for me. Winking at me from her ass. Fuck, she drives me crazy. Without warning, I slide into her slick heat, pumping a few times as my hands cover her mouth. Those sounds are for me only.

My free hand works the plug, Cress shuddering beneath my thrusts, and that plug working her ass. A few pumps of my hips and tugs at that little ass of hers and she’s creaming all over my cock. Fuck it’s enough to finish me off.

Instead, I slide the plug out and pull out of her pussy. Gently I replace that little plug with my big, pulsing cock. One hand wraps around her throat, the other slapping at her ass as I sink deep.

"Fuck, yes. I love this ass, baby. So tight for me. You dirty girl you obeyed like a good girl and kept that deep inside you till I wanted in. Tell me you love me inside you." Cress moans as I finally hit balls deep, her body bowing up off the table I bend over her.

"Yes. I love you inside me. Everywhere. Fuck me, Judge." And, I do. So hard and fast, I think the table might give away beneath her.

It takes just a few pumps before I’m spilling into her, coming so hard I see stars. I collapse against her back, both of us a sweaty mess. I tear her dress from her and pepper kisses all over her skin. Lingering at the bright ink at her creamy skin.

Cress learned quickly all my own ink is because of her. The bright reds at my shoulder are reminders of our painful time apart. Sad lyrics and dates that mean something. Days spent without her. The blues are the good ones. Moments from our past, song lyrics from our time together before, with new ones added all the time. Places we’ve been. All if it’s about her. About us.

The one at her shoulder is a map of Boston, our home. It’s lovely, petite and blended into a map that she adds to all the time; places we have been together. Lyrics of songs that remind her of us. Of our past.

"Mmm I fucking won, Cress. I'm the Champion. I don't even care about the belt. Just you. Just us." Cress shudders beneath me as I started to move again, already hard because I feel her tits in my hands and her ass against me.

"Mmm, you did win, Daddy,' I bite into her shoulder as I thrust gently, my hand moving to slip into her pussy and pump slowly,' kind of care about the purse this time, though." Cress moans as her hands lift over her head, lacing through my hair as she lifts on her tiptoes. I get a few thrusts in before I pull all the way out, staring at her until she glances back at me.

“Why?” I watch as she lights up like the fucking sun.

"I'm pregnant." Cress just called me daddy.  Daddy. Something she’s done once or twice before if we role played, yeah. Now, beaming back at me, she drives her ass back, taking me deep inside her as she explains.

"Pregnant? Wife,” My hands spread over her belly, realizing it is slightly softer, “A baby? In this beautiful little body? Jesus Christ." I watch as she takes over, rocking back and fucking me slow, hard, my cock burying deep inside her a few times before, eyes locked, we both come hard again.

"Mmm, yes,' Cress moans moments later, both from the orgasm and in answer, “And no. Not baby. Babies, Judge. Judge ‘The Judgement’ Walker never does something half ass, apparently. Twins." I pull out of, spinning her to lift her against me, whooping so loud it hurts my own ears.

"Babies? Two of them? I finally fucking did it, huh,” She giggles and I realize we’re both crying, so I bring her close,' I fucking love you, Cress Walker. You are the light of my life, Bug. Goddamn I'm going to be a daddy?" I carry her to the showers and very gently clean her, dropping to my knees in front of her.

"Hey guys,” Cress laughs as I speak to her stomach, “Sorry about the dick that's about to invade your space for the next few months. Not sorry you're in there though. Daddy promises to take care of mama and when you little shits get here, I'll take care of you guys too. Spoil the shit out of you both. I already love you both." Tears fill my eyes as I kiss gently at the tiny swell in her soft stomach.

"Oh, Judge,” Cress combs her fingers through my wet hair, “I love you so much." From my knees, I stare up at her, seeing my entire fucking world beaming back at me.

My girl. My Bug. The woman who had given me something to fight for. Who lit up my life even when hers was dark. Cress is the stars in my sky and these babies will be the moon that lights my own darkness up.

I had so much rage for so long. Finding Cress again soothed so much of it. I don’t need to fight like I did before. I have nothing more to prove now. I can take care of my girl and give her whatever she wants. Cress wants me to keep the promises I once made her.

I promised her a decade ago I would get her away from the darkness that threatened her light. I would give her the home she always dreamt of, and one day, the family she longed for.

Now, I’ve given her that home. Taken her to Paris and any place she asked to see. Now, I’ve given her babies to bring home. Although, it kind of feels like I’m the real winner here.

Because, I got Cress. I got a place to come home to with her there, loving me and letting me have her. And, now I get to come home to my wife with babies on each arm and I know regardless of the belt I just won tonight, that make me the real winner.

I fought for the light that Cress filled my life with, and I’ll keep fighting for the rest of our lives.

 

The End