Joseph Loves Juliette
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“Are we in agreement?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Wrap your arms around my neck and lean into me.”
I silently follow instructions.
“I’m going to slide my fingers inside of you now, and I want you to fuck them.”
I whimper in ecstasy and in a bit of embarrassment. His words are so dirty but such a turn on.
“That’s good, baby,” he croons as his fingers ram in and out of me.
“Shhh,” I breathlessly warn. “No one can know that you’re in here.”
He laughs almost sinisterly.
“You’re the one who’s going to have to try hard to be quiet, Juliette.”
His fingers pick up momentum and I find my hips meeting him thrust for thrust. I’m about to come. I don’t want to. I want this to go on for forever, but he is working my body like he is fine tuning an underused instrument and getting it in pitch perfect condition.
I want to scream as I orgasm, but realizing all the people who are on the other side of that door, I decide instead to muffle my release into the lapel of his suit jacket.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me.” He continues to coax my orgasm to completion.
Then he drops to his knees and orders me lift my dress.
“Lift your dress to your waist, hold it high, and be quiet for me a little longer while I clean you up.”
When Joseph’s warm mouth descends upon my pussy, it’s like an out of body experience. I don’t know how he thinks I’m supposed to stay still and not say a word like this. Or maybe that’s the point? To torture me in my own damn house.
He holds me still with his hands on my ass, and talks to me in between laps of his tongue.
“This is the sweetest pussy I’ve ever had.”
Another lick.
“I want to own this.”
A gentle suck.
“Can you come for me again, baby?”
As he continues to clean my release with his mouth, I can feel another orgasm beginning to wind and coil inside of me.
“Joseph,” I mutter in blissful misery. “I think–“
“Yeah,” he growls. “I definitely think you’re ready.”
At this point I can’t talk.
I can barely think straight.
All I feel is pleasure and adoration of this man on his knees for me.
“Come for me, Juliette. Right the fuck now.”
I open my mouth to scream but nothing comes out. Tiny little explosions pop like popcorn inside of my head and behind my tautly shut eyelids as I come harder than imaginable. In my childhood bedroom. By a man who has absolutely ruined me for any other.
I belong to Joseph now.
There is no turning back.
Joseph
I grin to myself as I take a swig of my bourbon neat, because all I can still taste is Juliette on my tongue. The taste is even sweeter, because I’m savoring it while sitting in the private home office of her father–the Honorable Judge Hill with Jack and her two brothers.
Jack was right. This was not a social invitation. We were invited to the judge’s annual holiday party for a reason. His two sons work in a private legal practice and want to hire Jack’s firm to handle several fixes for them that are sensitive in nature or in other words–illegal.
It’s obvious that they wanted me to tag along, because they are fully aware that Jack doesn’t do any of the dirty work. I do. And they want to see for themselves what their big fat check is going to get them.
I’m not sure where Juliette gets her beautiful spirit from, because the rest of the family reminds me of everything I detest about privilege. They’re arrogant, pretentious, pompous and act as if I should feel honored just to be sitting in their presence–especially the oldest brother.
It’s clear that he thinks himself to be superior to me in intelligence, wealth and class. The truth is that he might just be, but I don’t give a rat’s ass. I’ll buy my way into their world and piss on them as I climb my way up.
“So if my boys hire you, Jack, you’ll take care of them right?”
“I’m sure you’ve asked around. My firm specializes in neat and tidy. Nothing will blow back on them.”
“We’ll be dealing directly with you though, right Jack?” the obnoxious one asks as he stares at me. Even in my designer suit and shoes, I’m not fooling them one iota. They know I’m from the streets, it’s in my DNA, and they don’t like it one bit.
“The firm can accommodate whatever communication style you feel is most beneficial.”
“Is there a problem dealing with me?” I ask having enough of his passive aggressive ass.
The energy in the room grows tense.
“I’ve heard things about you over the years, Masterson. You’re not new to me,” he says in an almost accusatory way.
“I’m assuming that’s why you want to hire me.”
“We’re hiring Jack, not you.”
“For a fix like this, Joseph and I are a packaged deal,” Jack chimes in. “I hope that’s not going to be a problem.”
“No problem,” Juliette’s father says wanting to ease the tension in the room. He gives his son a cursory glare. “We’re definitely moving forward. The boys need their issue resolved. However you both make that happen is none of our concern.”
There’s a small knock on the door and then it opens without the person waiting for permission to enter.
It’s Juliette.
I was in between her legs just thirty minutes ago, but looking at her now, an absolute temptress in red, makes my dick weep and long to be inside of her.
I already know that when it happens between us, when she allows me to totally claim her body and soul, it will be life changing for the both of us.
Our chemistry cannot be denied.
She is mine.
The moment Juliette notices me sitting across from her family, her expression gives our connection immediately away. It’s obvious to anyone with half of a brain that we know each other.
“Do you know my sister?” the younger brother asks in a voice full of disbelief while the rest of the room stares down my throat.
“I do.”
“Juliette?” Her father defers to her to explain.
“I met Joseph several years ago, so yes, he and I are acquainted.”
“Where on earth–”
Her brother interrupts. “Several years ago?”
“Yes, in high school,” she further explains.
“Oh, now that I’ve seen you and my sister in the same room, I’m wondering. Are you the mysterious stranger from the hood who beat up the ball player on Franklin’s campus in broad daylight?”
“What are you talking about?” Judge Hill chimes back in. “What does that have to do with Juliette?”
“I am that kid from the hood,” I say matter of factly. “And that ball player everybody was so worried about disrespected your sister.”
I don’t want to get in details about that day, because I have no idea what Juliette has shared with her family, but I’m not going to allow her brother to drag my name in this like I did something wrong. I did everything right that day. That asshole deserved an ass whipping.
“You’re volatile and unpredictable,” he says.
“That was also a long time ago. I would handle things today with a level of maturity that I didn’t have back then.”
Nah, I’m lying. I’d still kick his ass.
“Can I speak with you for a moment, Jules?”
The brother summons Juliette, exits the room with her, and closes the door behind them. I can only imagine what he’s saying to her, but right now I have to deal with the rest of the people in the room.
“So, Joe–”
“Please call me Joseph, Mr. Hill. Very few people are permitted to call me Joe.”
Juliette’s father adjusts himself uncomfortably in his chair. I assume that not many people talk to him so directly.
“Joseph then…I’ll just be blunt about this. What
business do you have with my daughter?”
“No business at all–we’re friends.”
“Friends?”
“Yes.”
Jack looks at me like as though he’d wish we were having a conversation about anything other than Hill’s daughter, but he doesn’t say a word. He may be my employer, but we share a mutual respect for each other.
“I appreciate whatever you did for her when she was in high school, Joseph, but I’d rather you two not remain…so friendly.”
“Why is that, Mr. Hill? I have nothing but great respect and admiration for your daughter.”
“I’m just not comfortable mixing business and pleasure. It’s a conflict of interest.”
“If we’re really going to be technical about this–” I start to say until Jack clears his throat to interrupt me. It’s his classic signal for me to shut up, but I’m not listening this time.
This time I have Juliette all over and inside of my mouth, which has awakened a hunger in me that I didn’t know existed.
I don’t deserve her but fuck it.
She’s worth it.
She is worth fighting for.
“If we’re going to be technical about this, you shouldn’t even be in this room, Mr. Hill. You’re a judge, not just a father. Your relationship with your boys and your job on the bench are what’s in direct conflict here not whatever friendship I may or may not have with your daughter.”
The old man stands up.
“She is my only daughter.”
I nod in recognition and in respect.
“I understand that.”
“So let’s keep things strictly professional. That’s all I’m asking.”
“I am, Mr. Hill.” I take a swallow of my drink and stare him down to challenge his resolve. “I will take care of your sons’ dilemma at work, I will be a good friend to your daughter, and never the twain shall meet.”
Juliette’s father turns beet red. Probably not a good way to get on my future father-in-law’s good side (because rest assured I will be marrying Juliette Hill one day), but he needs to know.
They all need to know.
I will not be talked down to or talked at. I am motherfucking Joseph Masterson, and I demand and deserve the respect of everyone in the room.
“We need to speak to Jack alone now,” brother number two says to me.
“No problem, it’s been a pleasure. I look forward to working with you.”
When I exit the office, I immediately scan the room, looking for Juliette. I find her sitting in an area they call the “great room” on one of the many love seats in this house, sandwiched in between a man who looks exactly like her (must be the 3rd youngest brother) and a man whom I can only assume is the infamous Chandler. He’s young, dressed like a lawyer, and is looking at Juliette like she’s a snack.
I walk directly up on them and extend my hand forward.
“Are you ready to finish giving me that tour, Juliette?” I ask her.
“A tour?”
“I’d love to see some of the other rooms in your house.”
My girl stands but her face turns a beautiful shade of dusky pink when she does.
“Jules,” her brother warns.
Oh, this one hates me too?
Perfect.
“Juliette?” My hand is still extended.
I want her to grab it.
Choose me, Juliette.
Trust me, baby.
“Jules, this is a bad idea,” the brother says.
When Juliette grabs my hand and slides her every one of her slender fingers in between mine, my entire body finally relaxes and exhales.
This is her claiming.
I lean over and whisper in her ear, “Thank you, baby.”
She turns her head and kisses me swiftly on the lips.
“Let’s go look at the lights my father hung outside.”
“Whatever you want.”
And that’s my promise to her.
Whatever she wants.
Whenever she wants it.
However she likes it.
I’m going to fight like hell for the rest of our lives to give her whatever she wants and to make sure that I’m worthy of a woman like Juliette. I’m going to be a good provider, a strong leader, a giving lover, and a man of my word.
I will never let her down again.
Why?
Because she’s fucking worth it.
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