JUDE: Book 2 The Justice Brothers Series (31 page)

Jude snorted, letting his anger flare. On their drive to the marina neither of them had spoken. He hadn’t needed to see her flashing eyes and flushed cheeks when he dumped her into the front seat of his Porsche and strapped her in place to know that she was furious. Anger was rippling off of her tense body in sheets. But her palpable resentment at the admittedly high-handed way he’d carted her off was nothing compared to the fury that had been building in him over the last three days.

He focused on her. He wasn’t able to mask the suffocating anger that was making it impossible for him to take a deep breath, but he managed to speak relatively coolly. “Tell you what, Squirt. How about we get a couple of things straight before we begin our seafaring journey. Number one, I don’t give a good goddamn what you are or
are not okay with. You got that, Sprite?”

Ignoring her surprised gasp, Jude stepped closer as she backed away. “No, honey, before we discuss the meeting we had this morning with, as you said, the most tyrannical man who inhabits the earth, we are going to deal with the issues that have kept me awake for the last three nights. But I shouldn’t exaggerate. I get a few hours of crappy sleep, only to be awakened once again by the nightmare of seeing you tied to a chair with a maniacal killer pressing a goddamned Glock 19 to the back of your neck. Oh, and the sight of two additional demented murderers pointing a couple of Sig Sauers at your gut played more than a supporting role in my horrific nightmare.”

Before she could speak, Jude continued, “No, sweetheart, before we leave this boat, if we have to stay here for a month you’re going to tell me why you didn’t wait for me before you went to the murder site. Even when you knew that the Parker sisters were the murderers. And after you have explained that remarkably dangerous oversight on your part, you’re going to promise me that you will never do anything like that again,
ever!
”

At her deepening frown and hardening glare, Jude fought to control his temper and managed a warning drawl. “Before that chin of yours goes an inch higher, Squirt, let me tell you what else you are never going to do again. If anyone, including lying bitches like Jerri fucking Ross tells obvious lies about their non-relationships with me, you are going to give me the courtesy of acknowledging that they are untrue. Of knowing that I would never walk away from the night that we had together, and consider even being in the same room or the same universe with another woman. Fuck it, you might even defend me instead of pushing me away like you couldn’t bear to be with a profligate heel like me.”

When Sky bit down on her lip and shook her head, her eyes teeming with emotion, Jude narrowed the physical gap between them further. “On that point, Skylar, let me be clear. When our crazy life gets even more unhinged? And I’m worried as hell about you, and I tell you how much I need you, how I’m aching to be with you?…Do you think it’s possible for you to find an inch or two of space in your encyclopedic brain to register the fact that I love you and will not permit you to push me away? Do you think you could do that, Skylar? Do you?”

When she’d moved as far back as the boat rigging would allow, he moved within inches of her. He could see the beads of moisture on her lip and hear her shallow breaths. He knew she was struggling, but goddammit, so was he. He glared at her and didn’t try to hide his anger or his hurt.

“Finally, Skylar, when frightening things are happening to you, and you are feeling insecure, afraid, you’re going to talk to me, reach out to me. You are going to let me know that you need me. For example, when the most tyrannical man in any of our lives swoops into town with the express purpose of spiriting you away, I am
not
going to hear about it from Jared, or Hailey, or the Judge. Unlike today, when I got a call from my very upset grandfather telling me to get my ass over to the mansion ASAP because the woman I love was being threatened by the most destructive son of a bitch that’s walked this earth! In the future, I won’t have to learn from my relatives that you need me because I’ll have already heard it from
you!
”

When she still didn’t answer him and turned her head to avoid looking at him, he grasped her chin and forced her to meet his gaze. “For the last time, Skylar, do you hear me? Do you understand that I will not permit you to push me away? That you
will
come to me when you need me? And that you
will
do what I tell you to?”

Skylar wrenched her chin free and returned his glare. Her lips were trembling but she tossed her head and said combatively, “What are you going to do about it, Commander
,
if I don’t?”

Her saucy rejoinder hit him in the gut, or to be more precise, in the groin. If she’d shot a round of buckshot into his cock the explosion couldn’t have been more intense. His pent-up anger roared through him and came to rest in the most dangerous place possible. Fighting the rage that had become the hardest damn arousal he’d ever felt, Jude was impressed that his voice was calm, although a deaf-mute could have heard the danger darkening his words.

“Oh, baby, that’s the easiest question you could have asked me. But since you asked, let me tell you.” Pressing her against the wall, he wound his fingers in her short hair and tugged, forcing her to look up at him. “I’m going to do what I’ve warned you repeatedly what I will do. I’m going to turn you over my knee and spank your bare ass so hard you won’t be able to sit down.”

Holding her in place, he felt her tremble and saw her eyes widen at his salacious threat.

“But first, damn you, I’m going to fuck you. Like you’ve never been fucked, or ever imagined. And, baby, I’m going to keep at it until you get it into that high-end computerized brain of yours that you are my woman, and, goddammit, that I am your man.”

Before she could stop him, Jude grabbed her and jerked her up against him so hard that she lost her breath. But Sky acknowledged that she hadn’t been able to take regular breaths since her father called her this morning and told her that he’d come to retrieve her and they would be leaving for Boston within the hour. Determined, but at base frightened, Sky had reassured herself that her father couldn’t force her to go with him. But when he pinned his commanding gaze on her and she saw the Judge’s concerned expression, she realized that she might not be able to refuse him. The first full breath she took had been when she saw Jude striding across the lawn toward her, clearly preparing to take on her father. Everything was fine until Jude donned his amused arrogance cape and tossed her over his shoulder, confirming that like her father, he thought he was in charge of her.

She was outraged that now he dared to tell her what she would and would not be doing. For God’s sake, who did he think he was? But undergirding his domineering commands she heard pain. She hadn’t realized how deeply she’d hurt him. She had thought he was too powerful to hurt. It was a challenging realization. But she knew if she didn’t take him on now, he would swallow her up the same way her father had.

She managed to shove him back and stammered, “You aren’t my father, Jude. And you’re not in charge of me.”

His voice shot sparks of erotic fire across her overloaded nerve endings. “No, Sky, I’m not your father. But I
am
your lover, and at the moment I am very much in charge of you. But don’t worry, baby, I know you want me to fuck you as much I do. And, honey I’m gonna give us what we both want, and you are going to be begging me not to stop. First, let’s get these off you.”

Skylar shrieked in outrage and beat helplessly at his hands when Jude ripped the zipper on her pants, then yanked them to her ankles and tossed them to the side. In one economical move he had her t-shirt over her head and on the floor next to her pants. Standing in the open boat clad only in her bra and panties, Sky knew she should try to cover herself, but the waves of heat flooding her body made her feel overheated, needy. When she tried to jerk out of Jude’s furious grip he pressed her harder against the wall, driving his knee up between her legs. Her body protected by a mere scrap of lace, she felt his fearsome arousal hard against her core and was horrified at the agonized wail that escaped her lips.

His taunting assertion drove her libido into the stratosphere. “Ah, so that’s what you want me to do, Skylar? Press my cock against your swollen pussy lips?” Shoving his fingers between her legs, he murmured, “Is that why your panties are wet? Mmmm, let me put my fingers inside your hot cunt and see for myself.”

His searching digits elicited a harsh cry from her parched throat. Torrents of sensation stole her breath, making her wonder if she’d ever be able to breathe again. When she was sure she couldn’t stave off the climax tearing at her control, Jude shot her into a higher, more intense universe.

His silken query was intentionally provocative. “How about I run my wet fingers around your anus? First one and then another. Yeah, like that! Do you like it when I do that, baby? Press my fingers inside of this sensitive place? Does it drive you crazy with desire? Help me prepare your ass for my cock? Would you like me to do that, Sky? Bury my hard cock in your ass? Fuck you in your most private hole? In a place no other man has touched?”

Skylar cried out stunned at the waves of passion assaulting her body from his wicked words alone. He chuckled a lewd sound, and added, “If the juices coating my fingers are indicative, I think your answer is yes.”

He buried his tongue in her ear and bit down on the tender lobe. “Tell you what, darling, let’s agree that before we leave this boat I’m not only going to spank your ass, but I’m going to fuck it. When I do that, I’m going to drive you to a place you never knew existed and make you feel passion you didn’t know was possible.”

Unable to fight the powerful orgasm storming her, Sky clung to him and shrieked a shattered scream. Jude grunted in appreciation and held her writhing body as she struggled to come down from the passionate precipice he’d launched her to. He stroked her back and nuzzled her ear with his lips and tongue. As he licked the sweat from her neck and her chest, he murmured incredulously, “Damn Sky, I haven’t even come in you yet.”

Yanking at the zipper on his jeans, Jude freed his burgeoning staff. Knowing that he was beyond reason, he warned her, “Baby, feel this. Honey, my prick is about to explode. I gotta have you, Sky. I need to bury myself deep inside you, so deep you won’t know where I end and you begin. Can you handle that, baby? Can you take me deep and hard?”

At her wailing entreaty he lifted her up higher against the wall and then lowered her over the end of his weeping cock. Unable to hold back, he pressed his iron-hard staff into her cunt. At her passionate cry he began to thrust in and out, trying to contain his throbbing need to take her hard. At her sobbing cry begging him to make her come again, he gave into the passion storming him. Overcome by his erotic need for release, he fiercely pistoned deeper and harder into her tight channel. When he couldn’t hold his powerful orgasm back another second, he threw his head back and roared, the primal sound of a man burying his soul in his woman.

Epilogue

Jude shook his head, then burst out laughing. The joyful sound echoed over the lapping waves of Lake Superior. “Skylar, as long as I live I will never forget the look on your father’s face when I tossed you over my shoulder and started smacking your gorgeous ass. Especially when I told him that I wanted your ass as close to my hands as possible. I should have said, my hands
and
my mouth!”

Wiping at the tears of mirth flowing down his cheeks, he chortled. “Christ, honey. Can you imagine the nightmares that uptight martinet’s gonna have tonight? There’s no way that he’ll be able to squash the visions of your overgrown, brawny associate having at your ass and other intimate parts of your body.”

Skylar knew she should at least pretend to be aghast at Jude’s irreverent crowing, but she couldn’t help joining in his laughter. It was inconceivable that her father could imagine the shockingly erotic acts Jude was capable of. The memory alone made her blush.

Sky reveled in Jude’s strong, muscular body wrapped around her. She buried her face against his chest, reliving the outrageous things that this powerful man had done to her in broad daylight on the deck of his yacht, no less. Not to mention how she had shamelessly begged him for more. She shook her head in disbelief.

“Dear God, Jude, I don’t think my father has even heard of a tenth of the things that you did to me, much less done them! I think, or at least I hope he can’t imagine you doing them to me.”

Jude chuckled. “You’re probably right, Sky. After meeting your father today I wouldn’t be surprised if he undresses in the dark so as not to acknowledge that his dick might have additional uses other than pissing. Hell, I can just see him slapping it down with a ruler if the pitiful knob dared to get erect.”

Skylar laughed then agreed. “I think you’re right, Jude. My father made it perfectly clear to me in words and deeds that animal instincts, as he calls anything sexual, were to be ignored, if not abhorred. According to him, such base desires were beneath intellectual men and women and not worthy of contemplation by highly intelligent human beings.”

“Jesus, Skylar, what a debilitating way to live and an even more devastating lesson to teach a young girl.”

Sky frowned, remembering her father degrading the physical side of her nature. From the time she was a young child he insisted that only her intellect was worth cultivating. He got positively rabid about the issue when she reached puberty and started to disagree. Particularly when she challenged his blanket assertion that the only interests worth pursuing were intellectual.

Jude ran a gentle finger over her brow and smoothed the hard creases. “Jesus, darlin’, I hate thinking about the ugly messages that insufferable man fed into that innocent brain of yours. All in an attempt to distort the sexual side of your nature. What astonishes me, Skylar, is what an utter failure he was.”

When she startled he tipped up her chin and smiled at her. “Baby, you are the most sensual woman I’ve ever known, not to mention the most eager, receptive lover I’ve ever ravished.”