Page 81 of Taking the Pitch
Judd hits the light switch, and the lights turn on revealing a bathroom I could live in. There’s floor to ceiling windows in heretoo and in the corner of those windows sits a huge free-standing tub. I ignore everything else in the bathroom, heading straight to the tub of my dreams.
“It has jets too!” I say a little too enthusiastically.
Judd’s deep chuckle sends shivers up my spine. “I told you it was the second best room. Plus, the shower has dual heads and can turn into a steam room.”
I climb into the tub with my clothes still on and lay back, closing my eyes. “I’m moving in. You can just leave me here, maybe bring food and water every once in a while.”
Judd kneels next to the tub and crosses his arms over the side. “You can stay here anytime you want, Shortcake.”
I open one eye and look at him. “You say that now, but you don’t know howobsessedI am with this tub.”
“Hopefully as obsessed as you are with me.”
I tap my chin. “Mmmm, I think the tub takes the number one spot,” I tease.
Judd gets up and climbs into the tub with me, grabbing my hands and pulling me forward until I’m straddling his lap. His erection straining through his jeans. “You like that, Amelia?” he whispers into my neck. He moves his hips forward just enough to create some friction against my thin lounge pants, making me whimper. “Mmm yeah, you like that, don’t you? You’re a slut for my cock, aren’t you, pretty girl?”
Judd repeats the motion. This time my hips move with him, hitting that delicious spot over and over. “Judd,” I pant, clutching onto his shirt. He nibbles up my neck, sending goose bumps down my arms. “If we don’t stop, I’m going to come,” I warn, almost to the edge already.
“Then come for me, Mills. I want to watch you come apart in every room of this place,” he says. His hands move to my breasts, his thumbs gliding over the nipples with the pace of my hips.
“Kiss me, Judd,” I demand, taking his face in my hands and pulling him to me. He greedily takes my lips, sucking and biting as my orgasm hits me hard. His mouth mutes my loud moan, and he doesn’t stop kissing me until the last of my orgasm fades.
“I take it back,” Judd pants.
“Take what back?”
“This might be my new favorite room.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
judd
Kessler
Checking in fuckers. Everyone is coming for Thanksgiving right? Mom wants an estimated headcount even though we all know she’ll make more than enough anyway.
Reese
Wouldn’t miss it.
Brent
I’ll be there. We’re doing Thanksgiving early since Lexi is due on Thanksgiving.
Garrett
I don’t know.
Kessler
Yes you will. Mom will come over and drag you to her house by your ear if she has to.
Me
:::face with tears of joy::: Like she did when you guys were 12 and decided it would be a good idea to jump in the pond during the dead of winter to see who could stand the cold longer.
Garrett
