Tempting the Judge – Courting Curves Read Online Tory Baker

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Angst, Novella, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25920 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
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“You got it. Thanks, Kavanaugh.”

“Anytime. See you later. I hope the meeting isn’t bad news,” I tell him.

“It shouldn’t be. Usually, someone screwed up, so we all have to feel the brunt of it, or there’s a job position opening up for someone to move up in rank.” Tyler wouldn’t be a bailiff if it weren’t for the injury he received while working as a detective, a bullet to the thigh and hip, along with rehab for six months and a limp that’s more predominant than he’d like. The only time he’s comfortable is standing, which he gets as my bailiff. A desk job was out, and so was working on the streets or riding in a car all day. It worked in my favor. I’ve known him most of my adult life, so putting in a good word for him to be in this courthouse wasn’t a hardship. I had no idea that he’d be assigned to me, though. It’s also why I felt confident in asking him to play out a fantasy of Eden’s.

“Keep me posted if you need anything.” Another reason why I chose Tyler, he’s not the man who would stay behind even if Eden asked for more, which she won’t. A fantasy of being with two men at one time while adhering to the rules we stated was all we both wanted. Tyler has no problem with that.

“Will do. Enjoy your lunch,” he states before leaving. I walk around to my desk while loosening my tie, ready to be off for the weekend and shuck the clothes I’m expected to wear while at work. Another reason Eden has me wrapped around her finger, the woman can rock the business attire like no other. The same could be said for what she wore on our nights out—short mini-skirt, a top that showed off her tits in a tasteful way while still being the seductress she is. Then there’s the Eden I get first thing in the morning, wearing a set of pajamas or one of my discarded shirts, hair in a ponytail, face clear of any makeup, and still, she’s a fucking work of art. I’m ready for the weekend to start.

CHAPTER 5

Eden

“I’ve got bad news, baby girl,” is what I’m greeted with after another four hours of work. I daydreamed while typing on the rare occurrences Samuel would speak, stern in that delicious rasp that wraps around your body, molten freaking lava. That’s what his tone of voice does to me—it melts my insides. I can only imagine what it does to other women and men in the courtroom, when he commands the place with one word.

“I’m not sure you’re capable of giving me any bad news as long as it means I’m not spending another night without you.” I sit down in the chair in front of his desk. Tyler did us a solid before leaving and made sure the room was clear so I could sneak back here while Samuel wraps things up for the day. If I were at his house or my place, I’d be taking my shoes off, pulling my shirt from my skirt, and relaxing further. Since we’ll eventually have to leave and keep up with appearances sake, it’s not going to happen, sadly.

“Well, I had a plan, one that required you naked, laid across my desk, taking me from the back while you took Tyler from the front.” My core clenches as a visual plays out in my head, my naked and slick body sliding across the desk with every deep thrust of Kavanaugh’s hips, wondering how I’d take Tyler with my mouth or with my hands. Either way, I know he’d make sure it would work in all of our favors.

“That can still happen, obviously minus one person.” I swear all day, my desire has been on a slow simmer, and now that it’s only the two of us, I’m about to get on my knees to beg for what my body is so desperately craving.

“Yes, it can, but we’re going to save that for another day. Right now, you’re going to walk your fine ass over here, kiss me, and then go to my place.” He’s in the mood to play, which works in my favor because I was not kidding. One flick of his finger or one swipe of his tongue along my slit, and I would soar so high, it’d be like I’m flying in the sky.

“That I can do,” I tell him as I pull my shirt away from chest, trying to get some air to my now heated body.

“That’s not all you’ll do. I want you in my bed, hands above your head, in nothing but what I sent you this morning. You can keep the heels on, though.” My breathing deepens, chest lifting, nipples pebbling. My panties are more than likely soaked through, and now I’m going to have to walk through the building like I’m not a strolling orgasm on heels. Thankfully, Samuel likes to make sure our Fridays are done early. Maybe he won’t spend a lot of time after I leave, I won’t get stopped on my way out, and maybe traffic will be a minimum. “Come here, Eden.” There’s no denying him. I want his lips too badly, never mind the things he’s going to do to my body. I stand up and place one foot in front of the other, moving until I’m right where I was this morning, in front of him as he sits back in his chair, two fingers along his full upper lip, elbows on the arms of his chair, watching and waiting to see what I’ll do. Samuel’s jet-black hair is slowly giving way to salt and pepper, a sign of his years, but that doesn’t deter his looks. He still has that whole brooding alpha male vibe going on. His beard shows more of the grey hair he sports, covering his jaw and around the lips that I know I’ll have pressed against mine sooner rather than later. It’s the way his eyes are eating me up, eyes that are dark normally, but right now, they’re even darker. The crinkles surrounding them only make him look that much hotter. My gaze traces the slope of his form. Never in my life did I think a throat could be sexy. Yet his is, smooth compared to his jaw, thick and corded, Adam’s apple bobbing as I use my hands to lift myself up until I’m sitting on the edge of his desk, crossing one leg over the other. I’m cursing the length of a midi-dress instead of wearing one of my minis where he could see exactly what he’s doing to the flesh between my legs.


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