Chapter 19
JUDITH
In truth, he was starting to scare her a little.
Nothing she couldn’t handle. Judith had been on the receiving end of every man’s scorn, passion, desire, guilt, and fear. Miguel was no different. Nope. He had a sad story like every man who came to see her. Sometimes that sad story was, “My father did despicable things to me as a child.” Or, “I saw my brother get hit by a car, and I can never get rid of that image.” Other times it was, “My wife doesn’t want me anymore. I don’t want her anymore. We can’t get divorced because of these crazy dumb reasons.”
Miguel was the same as a hundred other guys. The woman he loved was gone. Those stories divided into death and dumped. If the poor girl hadn’t died a tragic death to send a man into grieving for the rest of his life, then it was a terrible breakup that left innumerable scars on the man’s heart. Miguel was no different from those poor sods.
He’s my poor sod, though.She couldn’t help but think that as he kissed her.Kissedher.
Miguel nearly devoured her. Arms wrapped around her body. Lips marred her delicate white skin. Tongue traveled the length of her lingerie strap, from cleavage to throat. His scent infused every sense reporting to her brain. Judith knew these scents well. Not just a man’s cologne, aftershave, or body scent. His adrenaline. His pain.
If Judith wasn’t careful, she would absorb too much of it and be as lost as them.I’ve never been in love.The urge to make love rose within her as Miguel squeezed, grabbed, groped, kissed, sucked, and bit.I think I know what it feels like, though.That was the thing about her position. She saw men at their lowest, deploring life. At their highest, celebrating life. She had a window into the male heart and psyche that most women would kill to have.What have I done with it?Besides make money off it.
Once Miguel had his fill of touching and kissing her, he backed away, crop in hand and eyes wild with determination.
Here it came.
“Ah!” Judith cried out, mostly in pain and a little excitement, as the crop struck her ass.That’s right. I’m Rosa. I’m the bitch who cheated on you and married another man to have his baby. How does that make you feel?“Miguel!”
Judith could take or leave being dominated. With a regular guy, like the kind who usually came into her boudoir, it was another thing to do. They spanked her, twisted her nipples, made her do whatever they wanted… and she went along with it, knowing how much money it made her. Sometimes she got off on it. She understood the appeal of submitting. With the right guy, it was fucking amazing.
The way Miguel struck her wasn’t unleashing his demons on his part. It was pleasuring her, too.
The fifthwhack!was the most erotic. He grabbed her from behind, landing that blow right on her ass as he pinched her nipple. A spark of pleasure ripped through her. Then, in that moment, Judith understood. She understood that this was a man worth giving her all to.
“One more time,” she pleaded, his sweaty hand spreading across her stomach. “Please, sir, strike me once more, as hard as you can.”
Her entire abdomen went numb as soon as a crack hit the air. She barely felt the pain. At that point, her ass was so numb that there was nothing to feel. But she felt his intentions. Felt them explode everywhere there was room. As a woman who hadn’t experienced muchlovein her life? There was plenty of room for a man as big as him.
“No, don’t leave…” What was that? Where had that come from? Why was she whimpering like a stunned first timer? What was she? Avirgin?Yet when Miguel stepped away from her, dropping the crop on the floor and already panting in her direction, Judith realized she missed him so much already. “Please touch me.”
He climbed onto the bed, uncuffing her. Before Judith had the chance to shake her limbs out, however, she was in Miguel’s musky embrace and on the receiving end of the heaviest kiss he had yet to give her.
“Is this enough for you?” He was somewhere else entirely. Not in Judith’s room, that was for sure. “Or do you want more of me?”
She shivered. “I want whatever you’ll give me, sir.”
“Do you mean that? Don’t lie to me, Judith. I want to know that you want me as much as I want you.”
The harder he squeezed her, the easier it was to feel his hard cock pressing against her hip. “I do,” she whimpered. “I’m not bullshitting you, Master.”
At the utterance of that word, he tilted her head up and breathed heavily against her throat. His natural scent was taking over the room. The little flecks of vulnerability in his voice told Judith that this was the first time in a long time he trusted a woman as much as this.I’m so sorry that happened to you. You deserve a woman who appreciates everything you give her.
He released Judith, stepping away but not leaving her side. She fell onto her hands, facing him. “Whatever you want,” she reiterated. “Take whatever you want from me. I’ll give it to you, freely.”
That wasn’t to say she was coming monetarily free that night. Monica would never stand for that, having known what went on in there.I mean emotionally.Whatever he wanted. If she could give it, she would.
Miguel unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock. The only thing harder and more rigid than that thing was the look on his face. “Suck my cock, Judith.”
She scurried to him, mouth already open by the time she grabbed him by the base.
Her expert skill garnered her the exact reaction she wanted. Miguel grabbed her hair, right by her scalp, and pulled until she was whimpering again, this time against his cock. Fingers traveled down her neck. Her legs spread of their own volition, perhaps giving her the ability to remain in this position, but mostly letting her feel how wet and needy she already was. It didn’t help that Miguel was as desperate as she was. What was he fueled by? Mere lust? Not likely? Not just his memories, either, or whatever emotions he dragged from the depths of his subconscious. Whatever this was blossoming between them, it was feral.
Okay. A little civilized. Miguel was a gentleman, after all.
Gentlemen totally grabbed the backs of women’s heads and shoved cocks down their throats.