34. Judd
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
judd
“Your mom sent us home with enough food to feed us for a week,” Amelia says in the passenger seat on our way home.
I chuckle. “I told you. We always have tons of food. Mom doesn’t know how to cook on a small scale. To be fair, she had to cook a lot of food for us when we were teenagers because we could put the food away. Plus, Garrett moved in with us the summer before he and Kessler started high school.”
“I noticed he called her Mom when he came in.”
“His parents…weren’t the best. He came over one day and had scrapes, bruises, and a split lip. Mom took one look at him, grabbed Dad, and told us they’d be back. An hour later, they came back and told Garrett he would live with us from here on out if he wanted. It’s the only time I’ve ever seen Garrett cry.”
That day was the worst shape we had ever seen Garrett in. Kessler and I knew his dad hit him, but he always begged us not to say anything. I knew my mom suspected, but she didn’t have any proof, and she never wanted to make things harder on Garrett. His dad always left marks that could easily be covered with clothing until that day.
“As sweet as your mom is, I don’t think I’d ever want to be on her bad side. She seems like she’s a force to be reckoned with.”
“Shortcake, you have no idea. Mom is scary when she’s mad. She doesn’t yell or scream. She’s quiet, and she has this look that can stare right into your soul.” A shiver runs through my body just thinking about it.
“I think our parents would have gotten along.” She says quietly, staring out the window.
Ever since the night of the attack, she’s been talking about her parents more. While I know it still hurts her to talk about them, it’s been really good for her too.
“If they were anything like you, I know they would have, Shortcake.”
I see her smile under the lights as we turn into the parking garage. I wave at the new security guard, then make a left towards my parking space. After the attack, security was increased, a guard was placed, and new cameras were set up. The guy who attacked Amelia had also broken into several other cars in our parking garage, along with a string of other apartment buildings. He’ll be going away for a while.
Once we park, I send her upstairs with the leftovers, while I take Bruno out to do his business one last time before we turn in for the night. While he sniffs around, I take my phone out and send a group text to Hazel and Charlie.
Me
I need your help with something and you can’t breathe a word of this to Amelia.
Hazel
Sir, yes, Sir. What’s the order sir?
I laugh and shake my head at Hazel’s reply. I’m typing out what I need when a text from Charlie hits the chat.
Charlie
Whatever you need Judd.
I was hoping she would say that.
Me
She let it slip the other night that her birthday was coming up. I want to plan a surprise party for her. Just close friends and my family. It’ll be at the penthouse. Do you think you can help with that? Decorations, food, desserts? You guys know her best.
Hazel
Does a bear shit in the woods?
Me
Uh, is that a yes?
Charlie
Jesus Hazel, can you just say yes like a normal person?
Hazel
What fun would that be?
I check on Bruno, who’s still sniffing around, marking spots here and there before bringing my attention back to my phone and typing out a message I know will make both women lose their shit.
Me
Great. I appreciate it ladies. I also have to add one thing. The party won’t JUST be a birthday party, but in order to make it work I’ll need you two to help me with one more thing… You in?
Charlie
…Yes?
Hazel
ooh this sounds interesting. Please enlighten us.
I blow out a breath. Here goes nothing.
Me
I need you to take Amelia to brunch at Cate’s Bistro the day before her birthday. There’s a jewelry store on the same block. I’ve already talked to the owner and gave him my card information. Take her in there to look at rings. He’ll set aside the one she chooses. But don’t make it obvious that she’s picking out her engagement ring.
Hazel
WHAT! OH MY GOD! JUDD DAVIS ARE YOU GOING TO PROPOSE?
Charlie
Holy shit, I did not see this coming so soon. Why so soon? Is she pregnant!?
Me
No she’s not pregnant. In light of recent events we’ve decided life is short and we’re going to start living in the moment. I know I want Amelia by my side for the rest of my life. So why wait?
Charlie
Wow. I’m really happy for you Judd. Leave it with us.
Me
Just don’t make it obvious that this is what I’m planning.
Hazel
We won’t TRUST us. We won’t let you down :::winking face:::
Me
I know you won’t. Oh and Charlie, I gave the jeweler your name and told him you would be the one to pick it up. I was hoping you could put together one of your ‘Charlie Special’ picnic baskets and tuck the ring box in it?
Charlie
You got it Judd.
With that taken care of, I stuff my phone in my pocket and clip the leash back on Bruno and head back inside. After we get inside our apartment, Bruno immediately heads for his bed, turning three or four times before he finally lays down. His strength has been coming back little by little each day, but all the excitement from today has worn him out.
I leave him to sleep and head into our bedroom, looking for Amelia. The suite is empty, but I hear water running in the bathroom. When I open the door, all the lights are off and candles are lit and set up around the tub, casting Amelia in a golden glow in the tub.
“There you are,” she says when she sees me, reaching for the knob to turn off the water. Steam billows up from the lava-like temperature.
I step further into the bathroom and walk over to the tub, kneeling down beside it. “Here I am.”
She gives me a sleepy, content smile. “Join me?”
Standing, I lean over the tub and lower my face to hers. She tips her head up to me, connecting our lips. She tastes like heaven. A mix of the dessert she had tonight and her, my favorite flavor.
“Is that a yes?” she asks when I pull back.
Reaching behind me, I pull my sweater and T-shirt over my head. Enjoying the way Amelia’s eyes travel over my naked torso. “My eyes are up here, Shortcake,” I tease.
“What’s your point?”
Popping the button open on my jeans, I step closer to the edge of the tub. “I guess I don’t have one. Are you enjoying the show?”
Her eyes flick up to mine, the candlelight reflects in her eyes, making them dance like a blue flame. “I’d enjoy it more if you had less clothes on.”
“I think that can be arranged. Wanna help me out with that?”
She reaches for my jeans and tugs me forward, sliding the zipper down, never breaking eye contact with me. Tugging them down to my knees, she reaches into my briefs, her warm, wet hands warming my still cold skin. Wrapping her fingers around my shaft, she pulls my already hard cock out and gives it a long stroke with her hand. Getting onto her knees, Amelia leans forward and flicks her tongue over the tip, licking the drop of pre-cum that’s leaked out.
Threading my fingers into her hair, I guide her mouth down my shaft until I hit the back of her throat. “Fuck, Amelia. You suck me down so well.” She pulls back and repeats the motion, taking me to the back of her throat again, gagging. “Such a good slut for my cock.”
She looks up at me with watery eyes, giving me a heated look as she sucks hard on the tip, then lightly traces her tongue along the ridge of my head. Reaching down with her free hand, she cups my balls and lightly massages them while continuing to switch up the pressure on my shaft, making my knees weak.
“Mills,” I croak. “If you don’t stop, I’m going to come.”
She hums in response and increases her speed, sucking, licking and pumping my shaft with her hand. I tighten my grip on her hair as my balls tighten. My orgasm coming fast. “Amelia, I’m going to come. Where do you want it?”
Lifting her eyes to mine, she continues the intoxicating rhythm with her mouth. She scrapes her teeth along the underside of my cock, making spots appear in my vision. “Mills. Fuck. I’m coming,” I groan, rocking my hips forward and spilling down her throat. She swallows every last drop, licking me clean as she pops off me.
I brace my hands against the edge of the tub, letting my heart rate return to normal before stepping out of my jeans the rest of the way. “Move forward and I’ll sit behind you,” I tell her, nodding my head for her to scoot forward.
I step one foot into the tub, hissing at that temperature of the water. “Jesus, Mills. This is fucking hot.”
Amelia snorts and looks at me over her shoulder while I climb the rest of the way in and position myself behind her. “Don’t be a baby. It just feels hotter to you because you’re still frozen from your dip in the pond.”
Sinking down the rest of the way, I position my legs on each side of Amelia. She scoots back and settles herself in between my legs, laying back against my chest. My arms wrap around her middle, securing her to me.
“It feels so good to finally be able to take a bath.” She sighs, tracing the branches of the tree I have tattooed on my right arm.
“It feels even better having you naked in here with me,” I tell her, running my fingers from her left knee up her inner thigh and back down again.
She sighs and tips her leg open further, allowing me better access to her center. I repeat the path multiple times, getting closer and closer to the spot she wants me to touch. She squirms as I make another pass up her thigh, growling in frustration when I still don’t touch her clit.
“Juddson Davis, if you don’t touch me, I’m going to do it myself.”
“Is that supposed to be a threat? You know I love watching you touch yourself, Shortcake.”
Reaching down, Amelia circles her clit, arching her back off my chest. Pushing her tits into the air. I bring my hands up and cup her perfect tits, sliding my thumbs over the tips of her hardened nipples.
She gasps at the sensation, arching further into my touch. “Judd,” she whispers. Her hand moving faster.
“That’s a good girl. Make yourself feel good,” I murmur into her ear, then trail a path of kisses down her neck. I nip at the sensitive flesh between her neck and shoulder, getting a gasp of pleasure from her sweet mouth.
Her mouth falls open when I flick my fingers over her sensitive nipples. And a low groan sounds at the back of her throat. “Judd,” she whimpers. “I need–I need your cock.”
“Make yourself come first, then you can have it, baby.”
Her breaths turn erratic, and her hand moves faster, chasing the orgasm I know is near. Her left hand reaches up and wraps around the back of my neck, anchoring herself to me. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chants. I roll her nipples between my fingers, and her body stiffens, then shutters as her orgasm hits.
“Fuck,” she cries, riding out the waves of pleasure.
I release her nipples and grab her waist. Spinning her around, I straddle her onto my lap. A shocked gasp leaves her lips, followed by a moan as I sink deep into her in one thrust.
“We fit together perfectly, baby. Like you were made just for me.”
Her hands tangle into the hair at the back of my head. She tugs on the ends and swivels her hips slowly, staring into my eyes with each thrust. As much as we have had sex in our short time together, we’ve never made love.
Until now.
Our bodies meld together, matching each other’s movements.
Amelia leans her forehead against mine, breathing me in as I am her.
“I love you so much it hurts,” I whisper in between soft, slow kisses.
“I can’t wait to build a life with you,” she says, sitting up and changing the angle of her hips. Her mouth drops open, and her head falls back when she hits the perfect spot. Increasing her speed just enough to create the perfect friction to drive us both over the edge without sloshing water out of the tub too much.
Not that it matters. She can make as big of a mess as she wants if it means I get to see her like this. Eyes dark with passion, skin flushed from the heat of the water and her previous orgasm.
“Fuck, Judd. You feel so good.”
Her pussy flutters around my hard cock and I know she’s getting close.
“I’m right there with you, baby,” I tell her, then suck one of her nipples into my mouth, flicking my tongue across it.
“Yes,” she hisses, grabbing her other nipple and rolling it between her fingers, riding me closer to our release.
I release her nipple and move to the other one, repeating the motion.
“I’m so close, Judd,” she whimpers, bringing her hands to my shoulders to steady herself as her movements become erratic.
Grabbing onto her hips, I pin her to me and grind her pussy back and forth.
Her walls flutter, gripping onto my cock like a vice.
“That’s it, Shortcake. You’re almost there, aren’t you, pretty girl?”
Amelia bites down on her lip and nods, a whimper escaping her throat.
“Just let go, Amelia. I’m right there with you.” Moving a hand to her clit, I circle the sensitive nerves until she detonates. Spiraling out of control in my arms.
“Fuck, fuck. Yes, Judd,” she screams, biting down on my shoulder to muffle her sounds.
I pump into her two more times before my own orgasm follows. Her pussy still flutters around me, milking the last of my orgasm out of me.
Amelia collapses against my chest, and I wrap my arms around her back, resting my chin on her head. After a few minutes, she finds the strength to sit up and cups my cheeks, running her thumbs over my scruff while her eyes trace over my face.
“What’s on your mind, Shortcake?”
Flicking her eyes to mine, she gives me a soft smile. “I was just thinking we need to get a tub like this for the master bath when we build our house.”
Our house.
Two of the most beautiful words I’ve ever heard come out of her mouth.
“Anything you want, baby. Anything you want.”