Chapter 13
OBJECTION
JENNER
Christ, the taste of her mouth. I wondered if she remembered the taste of mine like I remembered hers. I’d never wanted a woman as much as I wanted Lucy in that second. When she walked into the bar earlier wearing those skimpy Nike shorts and that Cubs t-shirt, she looked absolutely gorgeous. But seeing her in my t-shirt was literally my undoing.
As my tongue slid into the warmth of her delicious mouth, her tongue softly touched mine, and then retreated. No. More. More. I needed more. Alcohol swam through my veins, leading to a harsher kiss. I pressed my lips insistently to hers, and it wasn’t until she whimpered that my eyes shot open panicked that I’d hurt her. Her eyelids, still red from crying, were all I saw before I softened the kiss once again. With my finger, I lifted her chin so our mouths could meld more perfectly together. And, they did, effortlessly.
When her body relaxed into mine, I smiled, trying not to end the kiss. I had no idea what tomorrow would hold, but I was going to make the most of tonight and this precious time with Lucy.
“I don’t know where to go from here, Jenner,” she whispered, our lips still touching.
“You don’t have to know. I’ve got you.”
My eyes never ventured from hers as I unfastened my belt, unbuttoned my slacks and allowed them to drop to the floor. She methodically undid each button on my shirt, exposing another one of my white t-shirts. Tugging behind my neck, I pulled the shirt off. She could have this one too.
Her touch literally took my breath as her fingertips outlined my pecs dragging down and across the length of my abs.
“Jenner.” Her voice was barely audible. “I need you.”
Her pleading tone tugged at my heart. There was no way in hell I was going to deny her. Not tonight. With both hands, I grabbed the hem of the white shirt she wore, and her arms shot upward, urging me on. She was braless, and her breasts were beautiful. My mind played back our first night together, and she seemed more beautiful in this moment.
Her warm hand cupped the bulge in my boxer briefs as her forehead rested on my chest. I kissed the top of her hair, enjoying her gentle touch. Then I caressed her breasts smiling at her slight gasp.
“Lay down,” I directed softly, remembering her words from months ago of wanting to be told what to do. I wanted to be everything she wanted.
Once her calves hit the mattress, she sat on the bed and scooted back, her typically bright eyes going dark—heavy with desire.
“Don’t move,” I whispered, leaning in and snagging her panties with my fingertips, then slowly inching them down her legs. Once her panties were off, she closed her legs, resting her knees together.
I shook my head. “No way. Over ruled, counselor,” I said in a low voice, pulling her ankle toward me and exposing her wetness.
I hadn’t gone down on a woman in several years. To me, that was more intimate than sex. Fucking someone was easy and protected. Going down on someone was vulnerable and raw.
With her ankle in my hand, I dropped kisses between her foot and her knee, then continued up her luscious thigh as her eyes followed the fiery path my lips scorched. When I dropped a final kiss on her protruding pelvic bone, I wondered for a second when she last ate. I knew her mind was in a hundred different places. But for tonight, I would have her full attention.
As my lips inched closer to her wetness, her legs shook in anticipation. The moment I tasted her for the first time, her entire body became putty in my hands.
It took hardly any time for her hips to arch to me, her fists to tangle into my hair and her body to release itself due to my touch. The slight whimpers that echoed up her throat slayed me. Jesus. As hard as I fought it, my heart fell into her possession.
Resting my body on top of hers, I glanced down at her hooded eyes, which gazed up at me longingly.
“Jenner,” she whispered.
A swallow got wedged in my throat at her silent plea. I didn’t know what she wanted, but I knew that whatever it was…it was hers. As I slowly slid my unprotected cock inside of her, I realized my heart was as unguarded and vulnerable as my cock, and I wasn’t sure which was worse. But I sure as hell didn’t stop.
***
The dawn light crept through the cracked opening of the curtains.
Lucy’s breaths were slow, steady, and deep. There was a slight part to her pouty lips. I could still taste her on mine. It never felt more right than waking up with her next to me. With the utmost stillness, I snuck from beneath the covers—the cold air caused a shiver.
After I got dressed, I headed down to the concierge lounge to grab her coffee. The smell of sweet baked goods blasted me as I entered. Man, I was starving. Trying to juggle two cups of coffee and a couple of sweet rolls, I carefully turned around and came face to face with Daryanne Watkins.
“Judge,” she spat out hatefully.
“Ms. Watkins.” I attempted to step around her, but she moved the same direction I did blocking me.
“Don’t Ms. Watkins me, Jenner,” she hissed. “Your dick has been inside me. I’d have more respect for you if you simply said, fuck off.”
I nodded, refusing eye contact. I’d lived with her harmless threats for two years. “Ok, Daryanne, fuck off.”
Within a split second, her angry face was within inches of mine. Eye contact at this point was unavoidable. “Don’t you forget, I could destroy you.”
“No you can’t, Daryanne. I fucked you before you became the first assistant to the DA.”
“Oh please. We both know that if that sordid little detail got out, your daddy would be sooo disappointed and decisions regarding your cases would be scrutinized.” Her well-manicured eyebrows shot up.
“I still have the notarized letter—proof that I ended our relationship the moment you were hired. Get over it. It’s been two years.” This time, I stepped past her.
“Speaking of two, Judge Weber. You’re in a hotel, it’s 6:45 in the morning and you are scooping up two coffees and two cinnamon rolls. What’s her name?”
My irate eyes slammed into her, hoping to mask the strained expression I felt. I was fully aware of our audience of a select few. “Like I already said, fuck off, Daryanne.”