Obedient (The Plunge Crew Book 2) by Heather Stone Page B

Your Honor, may I approach the bench?” the man says as he walks up the aisle having just came from the hallway.
    “Mr. Turner, what is this about?” Judge Albright questions irritated.
    “Your Honor, I was just informed twenty minutes ago by Mr. Decker’s brother that I was to represent him at this hearing. I got here as soon as I could, but traffic made it impossible to get here in a timely fashion. I apologize,” Mr. Turner says disconcerted.
    “All right. How would you like to proceed?”
    “I’d ask for a continuance as I have not had the time to look over the case or discuss matters with my client.”
    “Continuance granted this one time. Court will reconvene in the matter of Bryce Decker two weeks from today. You’re dismissed, Mr. Decker.” Judge Albright doesn’t even bother to look up before he calls his next person.
    I slink down in my seat, hoping to avoid being seen by Bryce as he walks with his attorney to the doors. Just when I think I’m in the clear, the woman beside me begins a hacking spell and draws Bryce’s eyes right to mine. At first, his back stiffens, but then his features soften until transforming into a wicked grin. That simple smirk has me desperate for him. My panties are soaked once more, and I have to rub my thighs together to stop my juices from creeping down my leg. Once I have myself in check, I stand and make a hasty exit, running smack into a hard body.
    “Oh, God, I’m so sorry-I…” My mouth goes slack as I look up into the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen. They are a deep stormy blue that captivate me. I’m paralyzed to this spot as Bryce Decker fucks me with his eyes.
    “Fancy seeing you again… Charlotte.” I bristle at the sound of his voice.
    “My name is Charlie,” I hiss.
    “I don’t give a fuck what others call you. Your birth certificate says Charlotte so that’s what it is.” He’s smug and arrogant and a total pain in my ass, but I want him.
    I let out a sigh.
    A crease forms between his brows. I remain quiet waiting for him to say something…anything, but he doesn’t. He just continues to watch me closely.
    Then he snaps.
    Grabbing my arm, he pulls me into an alcove away from prying eyes and smashes his mouth roughly against mine. I resist for less than a second before I’m opening my mouth to his expert tongue. This man could bring me to my knees with a kiss alone. My body quakes at the thought of what it could do to my core. I go limp in his arms as he cups my pussy firmly with his palm. Moaning into his mouth, I lose all sense of propriety.
    What is wrong with me?
    I know I shouldn’t be allowing this, but something about this man makes me forget all about decorum.
    He pulls away from my mouth going to my ear to whisper, “Your pussy is so hot. You’re literally burning up for me. My cock is going to make you feel so good.” I whimper at his words. “Tell me you want to strangle my cock with your pussy.”
    “Yes, I do,” I cry.
    A throat clears behind us, and I jump out of Bryce’s grasp. My cheeks are bright red from being caught in a compromising position.
    “Mr. Decker, we have things to discuss,” Bryce’s attorney says. I hang my head lamely, attempting to shield my face from him.
    “Later, Turner. I have somewhere I need to be.” He grabs my hand and leads me briskly towards the exit door.
    “Where are we going?” I ask, perplexed at today’s turn of events.
    “I’m taking you to my place. My cock needs attending, and you need to let that hair down.”
    My body awakens at the thought. He calls to me on a level I don’t understand. His commanding ways have me yearning for him to teach me things I can’t even imagine. If he ends up being soft in bed, I might cry out of frustration. I need to be conquered, controlled. I want to be punished and rewarded. I need a Dom, and I think I’ve found one.
    He halts in front of a motorcycle, causing me to shake my head at the mode of transportation. Motorcycles are dangerous, and I