Damaged and the Knight (Damaged #2)

“I love when you say my name,” he murmured as his lips teased each nipple then moved down to my stomach. “The way it sounds when you come is like music.”


Watching him, I soaked in every blissful stroke from his lips, fingers, and that curious tongue. By the time Judd spread me open and blew softly on the wet flesh, I was ready to come again. Everything about the man from his soft wavy hair to his hard muscles and hot skin to the tip of his tongue stroking my clit was absolutely perfect.

After the second orgasm from him sucking softly at my clit, I lost the ability to communicate in words. Judd took his time and I came apart for him, melting under his touch. The arrogant look on his face when he climbed over me and stroked my wetness with his cock told me he knew exactly how much I was under his spell.

“I need to be inside you,” he murmured, still teasing me with his cock. “Do you want that?”

Only nodding because words weren’t possible, I reached for him then groaned as he filled me. His arrogant expression faded until he stared at me with a gaze full of intense need.

“Everything about you makes me crazy,” he said, thrusting harder. “I can’t think of anything without you at the edges. Everything I see is a reminder of you. My life was empty, yet sufficient a month ago. Now, it’s pointless without you.”

Staring up at him, I nearly cried out how much I loved him and hoped he loved me. Even with the words on the tip of my tongue, I held back. Judd was opening up to me, trusting me with his feelings, but he wasn’t ready yet for such a declaration. It was why he needed the private shower. Also, why after we were exhausted, he stared at the wall like the world was unbearable for him.

Eventually, we cleaned up again and headed to lunch at Tequila Jodi. Still in a quiet mood, Judd barely acknowledged Cooper who was talking to a few of his dad’s top guys. These were men who had known the mole for years and trusted the bastard. I suspected they originally had doubts that their friend would betray the club, but Judd said the guy confessed. He told them everything, so even his closest buddy was willing to put the fucker out of his misery in the end.

I refused to think how I helped a man die. Knowing he was a mole who caused the deaths of people working for the Johanssons didn’t make me feel much better. My unhappiness wasn’t guilt as much as confusion over if I should feel guilt.

Finally, Cooper walked over and sized up a quiet Judd before smiling at me. “So am I hiring you or what?”

“I’m not sure I want to work for you. I’ve heard you can be a huge asshole.”

“Really?” he asked, grinning. “Who told you that? Was it Bailey?”

“You wish.”

Cooper laughed and looked around. “I don’t know what an assistant would really do? Like do I have paperwork to fill out or whatever?”

Shrugging, I glanced at Judd who was watching someone in the corner. When I looked back at Cooper, he was studying the hair in my eyes.

“You look tired,” he said, reaching out to brush away the hair.

Cooper’s hand never reached my face before Judd grabbed his wrist and yanked it away. In that instant, everything shifted.

The men stepped closer, eyeballing each other as the heat of their anger became palatable. I thought to step between them and calm things before violence broke out. Then, I remembered when I tried to break up a fight between my uncle’s dogs. If Farah hadn’t pulled me out of the way, I’d have been mauled. That day, I learned if predators wanted to fight, you let them while staying as far back as possible.

“I’ll let this go because it’s your woman,” Cooper muttered, dark eyes still angry. “If you pull this shit again and it’s not your woman, you and I will have a problem.”

Once Cooper walked away, Judd finally relaxed. I just stared at him as he led me to a booth because a group of old timers were at his table. Sitting next to him, I caressed his face, soothing him. He finally gave me a little grin.

Suddenly, Vaughn appeared and took the spot across from us. “Why do you look so pissed off?”

“He almost went feral on Cooper for trying to touch me.”

Vaughn gave us a lazy grin. “So losing his balls makes a man stupid, eh? Good to know. Just another reason to keep mine attached.”

Judd exhaled hard. “You wouldn’t want anyone touching your woman. One day, you’ll know that despite your love affair with your balls.”

“A man should love his balls,” Vaughn said, still grinning. “What if I touch her?” he asked, his hand moving slowly towards my face.

“I’ll stab you in the fucking eye.”

Grinning, Vaughn put down his hand. “You’re pretty damn sexy when you go drama queen, O’Keefe.”

“He is, isn’t he?” I said, sliding closer to Judd. “I wish we were naked right now.”

Both men frowned at me, but I only smiled and Judd adjusted in the booth as his jeans grew too tight.

“Stop,” he warned.

“I’m not afraid of you.”

“I could make a liar of you.”