Chapter 262

Gavin’s POV

I watched Judy’s body tense at my command. I wasn’t giving her an option. I was furious with both her and my daughter for putting themselves and me in that position back at the Charity banquet. They should have known better; they are old enough to know better. I was worried that if I opened my mouth and said something to Judy, things would blow up, so the best thing I could do was keep quiet until my thoughts were gathered.

Telling her that I was going to undress her was the first thing I had said to her since the banquet, and my tone left her with no room for argument.

She remained still, her breathing growing heavier as I neared her, wrapping my arms around her body and slowly unzipping the dress from her back. My fingers brushed across her delicate skin, and I swear I felt her trembling under my touch. Her breath hitched slightly as I reached her lower back, my fingers brushing across her tailbone until the zipper couldn’t go any lower.

The dress loosened around her body, and I was able to push it down until it was around her waist. I was careful with the delicate fabrics, knowing that this dress was no cheap. Telling from the stitching and the rare fabrics used, I would say that Irene had her personal stylist design this dress specifically for Judy. It fit her like a glove, and she looked hot as sin wearing it.

My dick twitched at the even when I saw her and it hadn’t stopped since. I knew now was not the time for my horny thoughts. She was drunk out of her mind, and I was not the type of take advantage of women who are intoxicated; but damn, being this close to her made me dizzy with lust.

She wore a strapless bra that blended in with her skin tone and pushed her breasts up, making them look bigger. It hooked from the front, which made things easier; I unhooked it, ignoring the way her breath hitched, and her eyes dilated. Her breasts spilled out, exposed to me. Her nipples were pink and hard, and my mouth watered; I wanted so badly to suck on them and make her scream my name with just my mouth. But I stopped myself from doing something I’d regret.

I cleared my throat, pulling my eyes away from her glorious breasts, and pulled the dress the rest of the way off. I grabbed a hanger off my bathroom door, and put the dress on the hanger, hanging it on the back of the door so it doesn’t get ruined.

Judy sat on the counter in just her black laced panties; her knuckles were white from gripping the edge of the counter hard. Whether she was trying to keep herself steady or keep herself together, I wasn’t sure.

“I’m going to take her underwear off now,” I told her, my tone deeper than I intended. My wolf was at the surface, ready to devour her, but I pulled him back with all my strength.

She didn’t reply, she just watched me; her own eyes growing dark and yet a bit wary as she followed me with her gaze. My fingers hooked the band of panties; she licked her lip slightly, making my eyes dilate again. Before I could stop myself, a low growl escaped my lips.

I pulled off her panties with more force than I intended, leaving her naked and exposed. My nose flared when I caught the scent of her arousal. I needed to get her in that bath and my mind out of the gutter.

I wrapped her in my arms, ignoring the ache in my dick as I cradled her in my arms, her soft skin pressing against mine and the soft purr of her wolf that practically tore my wolf from my body. It seemed my wolf wasn’t the only one affected.

I walked her over to the bathtub. It was filling fast, and the bubbles I placed in the hot water were making the bathroom smell like lavender. I placed her in the tub; at first, she gasped from the hot temperature, but after a minute, her body adjusted, and I saw her relaxing.

She was watching me, a wary expression on her face as I silently took the washcloth and started to wash her body gently. Her eyes fluttered closed, and my heart pinged at the sight.

I ran the cloth along her neck, feeling her pulse point, then I ran it down the nape of her neck and across her shoulders. Her breath hitched when I reached her breasts; the cloth brushing across her nipples caused them to pebble even more.

I moved my hand down her stomach, washing her torso before moving between her legs. She parted her thighs slightly, granting me permission to continue. I swallowed as I washed her most intimate areas, but I didn’t linger too long, not wanting to take advantage of her.

Once I was done washing her body, I washed her face, and then I grabbed a cup and started to pour hot water on her head to soak through her hair. I grabbed my shampoo, pouring a generous amount into my hands, and then I massaged it through her hair.

She let out a soft moan as I massaged her scalp, a sound that went straight to my dick. I adjusted myself and ignored the aching feeling between my legs as I continued to run my fingers through her hair, making sure each strand was lathered in my shampoo. My wolf liked the fact that she was covered in our scent, right down to her hair, and I had to admit, I didn’t hate it.

I rinsed out her hair and then repeated the same steps with the conditioner. Once she was completely clean, I let her soak a bit longer in the tub as I cleaned up the bathroom. I went to check on Irene to make sure she was soundly sleeping in her bed. She was completely dead to the world.

I checked my phone and saw that Rachel had left me a few messages. I thought about opening them to see what she wanted, but I decided to just ignore them for now. I put my phone on my nightstand, plugging it into the charger.

I pulled off my suit, neatly folding it and placing it on the dresser on the far side of the room. I grabbed a pair of sweatpants and threw them on, leaving myself shirtless. I stared at myself in the mirror, my abs were bulging from my morning workout, and I found myself flexing in the mirror. I wasn’t condescending, but I knew I was good-looking.

The soft sounds of Judy crying caused me to pause. My heart shattered into a million pieces when I heard the soft sounds of her sobs. I heard the water splashing slightly as she attempted to get out of the tub, and then she cursed under her breath out of frustration.

I quickly walked back into the bathroom; she paused and looked at me as if she had been caught doing something she shouldn’t have been doing. She was hanging over the side of the tub, attempting to get out, but failing miserably. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and I knew from the sight of her reddened face, tear-filled eyes, and the sounds I heard a moment ago, she had been crying.

My heart shattered at the sight.

“Let me help you,” I told her, my tone controlled as I took a couple of strides towards her. She didn’t resist me as I wrapped my arms around her naked body and pulled her out of the tub. I walked her over to the sink, placing her down. She shivered, but she was trying hard not to. I stifled a smile, finding it cute.

I grabbed a towel, wrapping it around her body.

I stared at her for a moment. I could see that the slight flush in her cheeks from the alcohol was fading, and her eyes were more focused; she was sobering.

“I’m sorry…” she whispered brokenly, tears spilling her eyes and before I could react, they were spilling out of her eyes and down her cheeks.

I quickly cupped her face, wiping her tears away with my thumbs.

“Hey,” I said soothingly. “Why are you sorry?”

“Because I ruined everything…” she whispered. “I’m so embarrassed…”

Something told me she wasn’t just talking about the banquet, and it tugged at my heart.

“You didn’t ruin anything, Judy,” I told her softly. I wrapped her in my arms and held her close to my chest. She buried her face in my chest, listening to the steady beating of my heart; it seemed to be calming her. I ran my fingers up and down her back soothingly.

I lifted her off the counter and brought her into my bedroom. She didn’t say anything as I lay her down on the bed.

I left her in the room for a moment so I could grab some water from the kitchen downstairs. Thankfully, Chester wasn’t there. I didn’t want anyone to ask questions about why I was there so late at night. Once I returned to Judy, she was lying down, but her eyes were fixed on the ceiling.

“You need to drink,” I told her, handing her the cup of water. She lifted her head and took small sips of the water.

“Thanks,” she whispered.

I nodded and sat beside her in bed.

I wrapped her back in my arms, pulling her flesh against me. She went willingly.

“Why are you taking care of me?” She asked, her voice coming out as barely a whisper.

That was a loaded question with an answer I didn’t have just one to. Because she was mine… because I will always take care of her… because I will always protect her. Because despite all the chaos in my life, the only thing constant is her.

Instead of telling her with words, I lifted her chin with my fingers, making her look at me, and then I brought my lips to hers.