Before I can tell him I wasn’t planning on it, his mouth covers mine, and a fire ignites in my belly as his rough hands lay claim to my body. He grabs my ass, squeezes, and groans before he yanks down my leggings, forcing them off me. At the same time, I’m tugging his shirt free from his trousers, pulling buttons free from holes, then reaching for his zipper. He hoists me up into his arms, my belly bumping against his as he carries me up the stairs. As we go, clothing follows in our wake. I don’t even know how we’re managing it, but our hands are everywhere. Tugging hair, touching skin, branding heat into our bodies.

“Judge,” I whimper as he releases my mouth from his only to drag his teeth down my neck.

“Goddammit, Mercedes,” he growls. “This belongs to me. All of it. Every fucking part of you. Do you get that?”

I make no protests about that as he spreads me across the bed and kicks off the pants around his ankles. Then he’s on me. His body presses me down, his warmth soaking into my skin, his scent all around me.

“Judge,” I beg again.

He kisses me, spreads my thighs and drags his cock through my arousal. I’m beyond ready for him even though it’s only been a matter of minutes.

“Say it.” He brands my face with his fingers, torturing me as his cock throbs against me. “Tell me who this belongs to.”

“You.” The word leaves my lips unbidden, and if that wasn’t bad enough, I emphasize it. “Only you.”

His groan of approval drowns out everything else, and then he thrusts inside me, his fingers digging into my hips. His mouth coming back to mine. Our teeth clash, tongues invading, and I let him fuck me like it’s our last day on earth because I fucking need it.

I arch into him, and he gives me all of himself. Every thrust. Every fierce sound that leaves his lips. His agony is a match only to mine, which he eases when he makes me come, not once, but twice around him.

The spasms are still ricocheting through my body when he unleashes with a painful growl, releasing himself inside me with one word so full of finality, it breaks me.

“Mine.”

He buries his face into my neck, inhaling me as his hands move over the curve of my belly. And I can’t help it. My chest heaves as painful emotions erupt from me with a sob.

Judge freezes, pulling back to look at me with terror in his eyes. “Mercedes?”

“Why do you keep doing this to me?” I cry. “Why can’t you just let me go?”