Her breath was coming in choppy little gasps as she visualized the mental picture I painted for her. “I’ve dreamed of doing that. I can’t wait to taste you, Zachary. Please let me suck your cock now.”
“No, sweetheart. Not tonight.” She pumped me in her fist, and I pulled her hand away. “I need to be inside you too badly, baby.”
“But I want it now!”
I didn’t know if I wanted to laugh or spank her cunt. I loved how my innocent Elli had gone from Miss Prim and Proper to a spoiled little brat. It was such an effortless switch. Because she knew she was safe with me to be who she truly was behind closed doors. Safe to push my buttons and know I would discipline her, guide her—protect and love her.
Always.
Chapter 28
Ellianna
He wrapped his hand around my throat, and I nearly sobbed from how good it felt. “I told you, not tonight, my Elli. You’re going to wait until tomorrow.”
“Fine,” I muttered petulantly, rolling my eyes.
He thrust three fingers into my core. Crying out, I clutched at his wrist, my hips already lifting off the bed, wanting him deeper. Three fingers weren’t nearly enough to fill the ache building. Not when I knew how thick his cock was.
“What was that?” he asked, his eyes narrowed on me as he curled his fingers inside me.
“Zachary.”
He pressed his thumb down on my clit, causing fireworks to explode behind my eyes. “What was that, sweetheart? I didn’t hear you.”
“O-okay,” I whined. “I’m sorry. Please, can I have your cock now?” Looking up at him through my lashes, I decided to see how close he truly was to the edge. “Please…Sir.”
“Goddamn it, Elli!” he roared.
I barely had time to notice his fingers were gone before he slammed into me. My scream was loud enough to be heard throughout the entire mansion. I felt stretched, overflowingly—deliciously—full.
It was too much. Too much. Too much! But not enough.
“Fuck, baby,” Judge groaned in my ear as his hips jackhammered into me. “Gonna have to get this room soundproofed. The office, too. Can’t have anyone else hearing how pretty you scream for me.”
As soon as he said “pretty,” I came. He bellowed when I began to clench around his shaft. I couldn’t stop. It was too intense. My stomach muscles began to cramp, but not even that pain could pull me back completely from the deliriously sinful pleasure of my orgasm…
A long time later, I finally lifted my lashes to find Judge leaning over me on his elbows. Sweat was cooling on his skin and he was still struggling to catch his breath, but all he was doing was watching me.
“What?” I croaked out, my throat feeling like it was on fire. I must have been louder than I thought.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Elli.”
I didn’t know how to respond to that, but I was distracted when I felt something sticky on my fingertips. Frowning, I pulled my hand away from where it was still pressed to his damp back and found smears of blood.
“Oh my God!” I whispered in horror. “What did I do?”
He released a thick laugh. “You tore me up, baby. And I fucking loved it.”
Stepping out of the bedroom, I kept my head down. I’d heard one of the part-time housekeepers go into one of the other rooms a few minutes before. I might have been listening at the door to make sure no one was out there—namely, my mom.
After waiting for the sound of a door to close, I’d poked my head out and rushed to my room dressed in the sleep shirt I’d been wearing the night before when Judge nabbed me from my bed. I couldn’t even find my ruined panties. Since Judge had already left for his early morning motion hearing before his trial began at ten, I couldn’t exactly ask him if he’d seen the little scrap of cotton he’d basically ripped off me.
Hoping he’d simply tossed them in the trash and my mom didn’t find them, I rushed through a shower before putting on a little makeup and dressing quickly. Judge had woken me on his way out earlier with a kiss and to tell me his driver would be back to get me. But for some reason, I wasn’t a fan of Tony. He was a new-to-me member of the security team. Everyone else, I was familiar and comfortable with. Tony just gave me weird vibes.
Since Lyla’s car had been returned the previous day, I snatched the keys on my way through the kitchen. My mom was absent, but I found another note, letting me know she was back at Miss Lindy’s house because her friend had a rough night.
Concerned, I texted her to check in before starting the car. As soon as I was out of the garage, I hit the button to lower the top on the convertible. It was a beautiful day, and I’d put my hair in a ponytail with the plan of feeling the breeze. While I was stopped at a red light, the sun glittering off the platinum around my neck in the mirror caught my attention.
Touching the discreet collar, I smiled at my reflection. I wasn’t sure what it was about the lightweight necklace, but the feel of it gave me a boost of confidence I couldn’t remember having before.
Walking into the office half an hour earlier than expected, I found Petra and William already busy. “Good morning,” I greeted cheerfully.
Petra gave me a warm smile. “Good morning, dear.”
William barely lifted his head from his laptop screen. When he did, his gaze paused briefly on my neck. I almost touched the choker, but stopped myself in time, not wanting to draw attention to the necklace. “Morning.”
Deciding I didn’t care if he knew what the piece of jewelry represented, I jumped straight into work, so engrossed in what I was doing that I didn’t realize how much time had passed. The office door nearly slammed open, causing us all to startle.
Judge stormed into the room, his face grim and his hair a mess. “How long have you been here?”
I frowned at the strained demand and glanced at the clock on the wall. “I don’t know. Two, maybe two and half hours.”
“Didn’t I tell you to wait for Tony?” He combed his fingers through his hair in obvious frustration when I just shrugged. “I’m not playing here, Elli. I gave you instructions, and you ignored them.”
“I wanted to drive myself,” I told him, turning my attention back to the stack of motions needing to be sorted that had already been waiting when I’d arrived.
“You could have at least answered my texts!”
Sighing, I lifted my head again, my nails already drumming on the desk in annoyance. “Since you were supposed to be in court, I didn’t think to check my phone. Which is on silent. Because you don’t like for us to have our ringers on in the office. Remember?”
He stabbed a finger toward me almost accusingly. “You are the exception to the rule. Apparently every fucking one of them. I just spent the last hour trying to get you to answer one goddamn text, little girl! While I was in court.”
I couldn’t help the little thrill it gave me that he was breaking his own rules where I was concerned. “It’s not my fault you were looking at your phone when you should have been paying attention.”
“The fuck it isn’t! I was checking on you. Making sure you got here safely and not lying in a ditch somewhere between here and home. Every unanswered text was another minute I was in agony, imagining something had happened to you.”