Damaged and the Knight (Damaged #2)

Smiling softly, I pushed his shirt off his shoulders and the wet material plopped to the ground. I let my gaze enjoy the chest I had ached to explore since the day he walked out of the shower with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Now, I had my chance.

Running my fingers down his strong shoulders, I felt my breath coming out faster. His skin felt so warm under my fingertips and my body quickly responded as I caressed the dark hair on his hard chest. Judd watched me like I was fascinating and my smile grew.

Over his chest was a tattoo of a heart punctured by a sword with the name Zaria underneath. My fingers traced the inked skin as I looked up at him.

“Lots of guys have ‘Mom’ on their chests,” he explained. “I put my mom’s name instead.”

“Why the heart with the blade in it?

Judd’s expression shifted ever so slightly. “She broke my heart years ago and it never healed.”

Staring into his eyes, I nodded. “My parents broke mine too. I want my heart to have something new to heal it.”

Judd showed no reaction, but I could nearly feel him struggling with his needs versus his wants. He needed me to stay with him, but he wanted to fuck. I learned as much when I knelt in front of him and kissed just under his bellybutton as I undid his jeans. Judd kicked off his shoes and I tugged down his pants. Soon, only a wildly unprepared pair of briefs stood between me and what strained against the material. Grinning up at him, I eased off the briefs and sighed at the sight of his arousal.

Judd kicked away the briefs then stood over me, breathing too fast as his hands balled into fists. He wanted to fuck so badly, but I needed more than to have a man thrusting inside me until he was satisfied.

Taking my eyes off his tense expression, I stared at his cock pressed against his belly. So hard and thick, it enticed me to lick away a drop of cum on the tip. Judd’s breathing changed as he pulled me to my feet.

Hands gripping my hair, he kissed me hard and stole my breath. I met his hunger with my own, finally fearless after a lifetime of fear. My body pressed against his, cradling his erection as I ran my nails down his back. Judd’s hands left my hair and cupped my butt, pulling me even closer, wanting me right where we stood. Then, his lips left mine and he stared into my eyes.

Hunger, raw and unbroken, looked back at me. He wanted to fuck me, hard and fast until I couldn’t move. Instead, he stepped back and licked at his lips as I tasted him on mine.

Opening his mouth to speak, Judd said nothing as I took his hand and pulled him towards the bed. My body needed nothing to prepare it for what was next. Never could I have imagined being so aroused from simply kissing.

As I leaned back, Judd pulled back. Watching him walk his fine nude body back to his clothes, I panicked at the thought that he might reject me again. Instead, Judd retrieved his jacket, fished around in the pockets, and returned with a handful of condoms.

“Tell me you want this,” he said in a rough voice. “A woman like you that’s been beaten down by life can’t always say no. You need to say yes, so I know you want this.”

“Yes,” I whispered, needing him inside me. “Yes, please, more than anything I want this.”

Judd exhaled hard and I saw something shift on his face. Moving towards me, he tossed the condoms on the dresser except for one. I watched him wide-eyed as I waited and hoped. Between my legs, the flesh throbbed in anticipation. As if sensing as much, Judd’s gaze lowered to where my legs spread.

Leaning forward as he climbed on the bed, his lips met mine tenderly. I sucked at his tongue, wanting everything because my dream might come true.

Judd pressed two fingers inside me and I pushed down on them, searching for pleasure. I whimpered when he removed them then watched him suck the slickness from his fingers.

“Judd,” I whispered and he smiled like I was magic.

“You look like an angel,” he murmured, his eyes on me even as he removed the condom from its wrapper.

Watching him roll it over his erection, I reached for his chest, teasing his nipples. Judd groaned quietly then he was ready and I smiled. Judd smiled too as he pressed me back on the bed.

Lips at my throat, he tasted gently, yet ended with a nip of his teeth. I sighed as between my legs ached to be filled. Judd wanted to explore a little first. While I ran my fingers through his wet hair, he sucked at my nipple. Softly then a little bite that sent my hips looking for his.

“Judd, now, please.”

“I love when you say my name,” he whispered, kissing me.

My legs opened for him and he angled his cock between my swollen wet lips. Unable to wait, I lifted my hips, searching for relief. I found it as he opened me up with a soft push. A moment passed as I adjusted then he pulled out an inch before thrusting deeper. Moaning, I held onto his forearms and watched him thrust deeper and deeper.