Chapter 194

Judy’s POV

“Great job today, Matt,” I said proudly as we finished up our training for the evening. I was exhausted about ready to return home. It was the day after I went out to dinner with my family, and I hadn’t heard from Nan since last night. I was admittedly worried about her, but life had to go on.

“Thanks,” Matt said with a bright smile. “I learned a lot from watching the competition.”

I laughed and rubbed his head with my hand, ruffling his hair. We walked inside and I paused when I saw Gavin walking towards us. His expression was hard to read, but his eyes poured into me. He didn’t bother responding after I asked him for my favor last night.

“Hi, Dad,” Matt said with a bright smile. “We just finished training. I learned new stuff from the competition and impressed Judy.”

I chuckled at his words; he wasn’t wrong.

“Nice job,” Gavin said to him, giving him an appreciative nod. “Can you give us a minute, buddy?”

Matt nodded and said goodbye to me before retreating to his room. I gazed up at Gavin, wondering what it was he wanted to talk about. He stepped closer to me, his expression suddenly softening and my heart skipped a beat at the sight of him. He brushed a strand of sweaty hair away from my face and tucked it behind my ear, his fingers lingering around my cheeks for a moment longer.

When he spoke, his tone was low and thoughtful, like his words were meant for my ears alone and I felt a warmth spread throughout my body.

“Mind to tell me why I just fired one of my most trusted maids?”

My heart stuttered at his words. I gawked at him; he was serious.

“You fired her?” I asked, already knowing he was talking about Harper.

He raised his brows.

“You asked me to,” he reminded me.

I nodded and nibbled on my lower lip; I noticed his eyes dropping to my mouth and the heat that crept up around my face made me release my lip.

“I thought you would have asked more questions,” I admitted. “You didn’t even respond to my text.”

His expression darkened for a moment.

“The fact that I didn’t ask questions and just fired her all because you asked worries me as well,” he admitted, his tone a bit rough. “But here we are. Now, explain what happened.”

I sighed and looked away for a moment, which apparently he didn’t like because he grabbed my chin gently and guided my gaze back to his, leaving me no room for argument.

“She showed up on Nan and Chester’s date last night and caused a scene,” I told him. “Poured wine on Nan’s dress and got everyone at the Whimsical Whisk to stare at them. It was bad and Nan was gutted. Chester almost killed her. They can’t work together, and Nan can’t see her again. I won’t have my best friend uncomfortable coming over. If I have to live there, and if Chester has to work there, I don’t want Harper there… I don’t want my best friend heartbroken and guarded.”

Gavin’s expression softened even more, and he nodded.

“Okay,” he said, dropping his hand from my face.

I raised my brows at his words.

“That’s it?” I asked. “Just ‘okay’?”

“What was it that you wanted me to say?” He simply asked.

“I don’t know… I thought you’d ask more questions or argue about it.”

He shrugged.

“I already fired her; it doesn’t matter anymore.”

“Yeah, but as you said, she was your most trusted maid…” I reminded him.

He nodded.

“Yes, but it seems I trust you more,” he admitted. “Besides, you’re right. I’d rather have Chester working for me because he is one of the best chefs and he continues well to the pack. I don’t need him distracted or avoiding those he works around. Probably for the best.”

I was surprised by his easy assessment, and I nodded thoughtfully.

“Thank you,” I said softly, meeting his gaze for a moment. I started to walk around him, but he grabbed my arm, stopping me.

“What are you doing tonight?”

I paused and looked back up at him.

“I was planning on just going home and sleeping,” I told him with a noncommittal shrug. “Why?”

“Stay.”

His one word sent my heart into complete turmoil. His eyes were dark and brewing and it made my breathing heavy. I found myself nodding without much thought.

“Okay,” I breathed.

Before I knew what was happening, he was pulling me into his body so I was flesh against him; his strong arms wrapped around my waist possessively and his lips were claiming mine in a searing kiss that made me see stars. His mouth moved perfectly against mine and when I felt his tongue sliding across my bottom lip, I gladly parted my mouth to grant him access.

I moaned into his mouth, my entire body feeling as though it was on fire. I felt his fingers trailing down my back, rubbing soothing circles just above the waistband of my yoga pants.

“My room,” he said against my lips. “Now.”

I nodded; he didn’t give me an opportunity to agree or disagree because soon he was lifting me off the ground and carrying me over his shoulder up the staircase. I squealed and swatted at him to let me go, though it wasn’t a serious struggle. I was more worried that someone would see us… like Irene or Matt. The last thing I wanted was to explain to them why their father was carrying me to his bedroom like some kind of caveman.

Thankfully, we didn’t run into either of them on our way to his bedroom. The second we were in his room, he was kicking the door shut with his foot and throwing me onto the bed. I bounced on the bed and laughed as he climbed on top of me, throwing off his shirt in the process, leaving his chest and torso completely bare.

He was mouth-watering and gorgeous; his abs were pristine and made me want to run my tongue along his gloriously toned body. Instead, I ran my fingers up his chest and around his neck, pulling him into a deep and long kiss that made us both breathless.

As he kissed me back, he worked on getting my tank top and workout bra off. Not before, both our clothes were scattered around his room, leaving us both bare and exposed to one another. I felt the soft breeze of his room sticking to my skin, giving me goosebumps; or maybe it was his touch that was giving me goosebumps. Honestly, I couldn’t tell.

He broke his kiss from my lips and trailed down the nape of my neck, kissing and sucking every corner that he could until he reached my breasts. I gasped when I felt his tongue twirling around my nipples, causing them to pebble.

I arched my back as I felt him teasing my breasts and then he made his way down my body and between my legs. I ran my fingers through his hair as he slid his tongue between my slit, tasting my juices and moaning as he took his fill of me. I let out a breathy moan when his lips wrapped around my clit, and he gently sucked. My entire body felt the incredible sensation he provoked; my clit swelled and throbbed with pleasure. He kept going until I was practically panting with need. When I came undone, he continued the assault until I was nothing but a quivering mess, twitching from the aftershocks of pleasure.

He kissed up my body again, his lips finding mine so I could taste myself on his tongue. He positioned his manhood at my entrance, and I wrapped my legs around him, guiding him into me. He easily slid into me as if he was made for me. We both gasped against one another’s lips as he entered me, immediately hitting that perfect spot.

“Fuck…” he whispered against my lips.

I let out another moan as he moved in and out of me with concentrated ease. His nearness was intoxicating, and I found myself moving my hips to meet his thrusts. He kissed my lips, my jaw, and down my neck, as he pounded into me, stroking my G-spot with his cock with each thrust.

He moved his hands between us where we were connected and started to rub soothing circles on my clit with his thumb, electrifying the sensation and making me moan even louder.

I was so close; I thought I was going to fall apart at any second.

“Cum on my cock,” he growled against my ear as he nibbled on my lobe.

As if my body understood and only responded to him, an orgasm ripped through me and I came undone. It only took a couple more thrusts for him to join me; my orgasm triggering his and we were both falling over the edge.

He fell on top of me, though he was trying not to crush me, the weight of him made me suck in a sharp breath. He caged me in with his arms and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me tenderly.

It was strange to be kissed like this after the sex. Typically, he’d be cleaning up by now. But he remained inside of me as he kissed me and though the emotion behind the kiss confused me, I still melted into him and kissed him back.

This was a new type of feeling.