Judge“I am not the one for you.”At first her words didn't compute in my head. they didn't make any sense. The last few days had gone so well, we had been on track for the big day at the end of next week and I couldn't understand what had gone so terribly wrong. and then their meaning made sense. Taylor thought she could dismiss me? at my side my fists clenched into fists. “Only I can decide that.” I tried and failed to keep my voice even. The street was almost empty but I glanced around anyway. Taylor seemed to think this was one of her romance novels. Where the hero always fell head over heels in love, It wasn't and she needed to realise that. Same as she needed to know exactly what kind of man I was. she was in for a really rude awakening and i didnt want an audience for it.Grabbing a hold of her wrist I dragged her into a small alleyway between the high stone buildings. ignoring totally her squeal of protest. When we were out of sight of the street I forced her back agai
Taylor“It's raining.” The Judge said the moment I opened my eyes,sounding every bit like a disappointed child. stretching i hid my smile. I knew it was raining because I had been laying there awake but with my eyes closed for at least fifteen minutes and luxuriating in the feeling of warmth and calmness that enveloped me as I listened to the rain outside. I had no right to feel calm in his company, but somehow I did. Yes he was a killer, he had pretty much admitted that to me but i knew deep down in my heart that he wouldn't hurt me. I couldn't quite put my finger on what Judge's feelings for me were but it was clear from the way he acted that he cared for me, for some unknown reason. “Is that a problem?”The bed dropped as he rolled over me, catching himself on his hands so he trapped me in a cage of his arms. “Yes.” He growled out and I was shocked to find actual anger in his voice. “We had plans.”raising an eyebrow I waited for him to continue and tell me what those plans were
Judge“You want-“ Taylor tripped over her tongue. Her throat bobbed up and down as she swallowed hard. “To put that inside of me.”Guiding her leg up so her foot rested on the lounger next to me, I smoothed the cool glass up her thigh. “Yes , among other things.”“But it’s a chess piece.” Again I heard her swallow. “It’s not meant to go- up there.”Bringing my face close to her, I let my tongue trace the blonde little landing strip. Letting it guide me down. It was new, when I had taken her to bed she had been bare and hair free. But I liked it. I liked it a lot. “Isn’t it?” I carried on licking and kissing my way across her mostly, sliding the cold glass up the inside of her thigh. “But you're curious aren’t you? You want to know how it feels? How good I’ll make it feel?”“No.”Tapping the edge of the piece against her clit, I lifted my face , gazing up at her. “Are you lying to me Taylor? You’re trembling with need.” I slid it down between her wet lips. And her trembling increased
Taylor The Judge was waiting for me when I appeared back on deck. But not at the dining table , he was lounging back on the huge wrap around lounge chairs. His muscles arm spread out along the back , and his face in profile as he stared out at the twinkling lights of the shore.It gave me a chance to really look at him. And not just lust after him. Classically handsome , he could have graced the cover of any high end magazine. Yet he had chosen a life of .. what ? Crime?In his case crime really did pay it would seem. Everything about him screamed money. It was so different to me. He was so different to me and maybe that’s why I was so attracted to him. Not for his money but because like he had said he was so darkly dangerous. Even dressed casually like he was, it poured off of him in waves. Smiling like he knew my eyes were on him, he turned his head. “Come and join me Taylor.” Not moving a muscle he watched as I approached. “I managed to put together a plate-“ a small European shr
Judge “I don’t-“The words died on my lips as Taylor appeared on the deck. She stood there, her golden hair waved around her shoulders, her feet and insanely long legs mouth wateringly bare. In the sluttiest dress I had seen. It looked like deep purple bandages had been wrapped tightly around her. So tightly that her breasts heaved upwards. It was so short that it barely covered her panties.The colour didn’t suit her. It was a shade of purple that was meant for a dark haired woman. The cut wasn’t right for her either, as sexy as she looked it made her into something she wasn’t.It made her look like a whore.Narrowing my eyes I watched as she pranced towards me. Reaching down to kiss my cheek , she thrust her tits into my face. “I hope I’m not too late?” The voice was the same. Girly and full of music. Her usual voice but with added sweetness. It didn’t fool me for a second.She was proving a point. I had made her feel like a whore and demanded she wear something appropriate. So s
TaylorMy heart slammed into my chest so loudly and so hard that I choked. Instantly Judge was on his feet, moving away from the exotic looking vixen who had just been rubbing her hand over the bulge in his trousers. He looked guilty.She did not. “Taylor.” Schooling his face into a wide smile he reached for me. I didn’t take his hand. Instead I stared at it. Unblinking and unthinking. “This is Vivian.” Not wasting a second, he drew me to him. His arm slung low around my waist so his fingers could play over my hip. “She is going to bring you some new clothes for our trip. Vivian is an old friend and-“I shifted my weight. Stiffening under his arm as I stared at the woman who was smiling slyly at me. Oh it was pretty clear they were friendly alright.So friendly that they had been pretty much been making out. And she had said…I blushed.I wasn’t sure what I had just witnessed and I didn’t really want to. Especially if what she had suggested was something the judge wanted to do.And