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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“Maybe. How are you this morning, Samuel?” She stops in front of my desk, running her hands down her skirt. My eyes clock in on her curves, her hourglass figure, breasts that barely fit in the palm of my hand, slim waist, rounded hips, a peach-shaped ass, and thick thighs that make my mouth water thinking about the way they press against my ears when I’m eating her pussy.

“I’d be better if you weren’t standing over there and were sitting here, showing me if you’ve been a good girl or not.” I push my chair out, giving her the room she’ll need to make her way to me. “And how are you this morning, Eden?” She places one foot in front of the other, the tight skirt, showcasing her body. I almost hate what Eden is wearing, giving this view to other peeping eyes, men and women alike.

“It’s been full of surprises, that’s for sure. Is this where you want me, Judge Kavanaugh?” Her body is right in front of me, hands behind her on the desk, holding it tightly, knuckles turning white as I move closer. My fingers inch up the skirt that stops below her knees. A slit in the back allows her to walk with ease while giving any passerby a peek of her shapely legs.

“This is exactly where I want you, Eden Powers. Now, let’s see if you did as you were told.” The tips of my fingers start below her knees, I watch as more skin becomes visible, as shapely calves give way to her thighs, so close to where I want my mouth. Sadly, there won’t be enough time for me to fuck her pussy with my fingers, let alone my tongue, or for us to clean up, and make it inside the court room. I should have demanded her here earlier. If I did that, though, she’d have had to wake up even earlier, and Eden is not one to be woken up at an ungodly hour.

“Samuel.” I pull her away from the desk, the fabric bunching around her delicious ass. She looks perfect the way she is right now. It’s not stopping me from running my hands around the back of her thighs, going beneath the skirt, cupping the cheeks of her ass as I pull it the rest of the way up.

“Baby girl.” My nostrils flare. I’m at a crossroads, wanting my hands on her ass yet dying to feel the wetness that’s coming to light when the fabric finally gives way and is bunched up around her stomach. I do the next best thing, dipping my head, smelling the scent of her arousal, tonguing her slit though the thin flimsy fabric. She was in fact a good girl, wearing what I sent over. She and I both will be reaping the benefits of this reward. My mouth covers her center while I keep hold of her ass, using my hands to lift her up, until she’s on the edge of the desk, legs opening for more. Of course, that’s when there’s another knock on my door, this one not announcing someone’s presence but instead giving me a heads-up that it’s time to wrap up my time with Eden.

“No, no, no,” Eden bemoans when I pull away. We’ll both be left wanting one another, her with wetness coating the lips of her pussy, and me with my cock so hard it’s a damn good thing I’ll be wearing a robe.

“Later. Now be my good girl and get ready for court.” I stand up from my seat and help Eden down, this time keeping my hands off her body. If I were to touch her, we’d be late to court, and that’s hard to explain when it’s the first hearing of the day.

“You’re a tease, Judge Kavanaugh. I have no doubt that you timed this all out.” She shimmies her skirt down. Not only am I unimpressed, my cock is as well.

“Soon, Eden, soon.” I’ve yet to kiss her. Tasting her lips between her legs was my priority. I dip my head, mouth still wet from licking her only moments ago. This way we both get her flavor, and I’m not sure which I prefer more—Eden’s pussy or her mouth. It’s a good thing I get them both. Another knock on my door has our kiss ending too soon.

“Ugh, I hate early court hearings.” I chuckle at Eden’s antics. Knowing her, she’s yet to hit her caffeine quota for the morning. It doesn’t matter the form—coffee, tea, soda, or energy drink.

“You picked the wrong career. Check the fridge. There should be one of your drinks. Make it fast, though. I can only hold the people over for so long.” She walks her fine ass to the mini fridge in my chambers and bends over, giving me a view of her ass, and now I’m cursing the fact that our schedule is full this early, too.



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