Judge (Shady Valley Henchmen #1) Read Online Jessica Gadziala

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Biker, Mafia, MC, Romance Tags Authors: Series: Shady Valley Henchmen Series by Jessica Gadziala
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Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 75919 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
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I never expected to find the right woman within five minutes of sitting down.

And I didn’t expect her to walk right up to me, either.

She was fucking gorgeous.

And, what was even more intriguing, not familiar.

I thought I knew all the eligible women in the area. But I guess four years had brought some new faces into town.

But she was a slip of a thing. Fragile, even. With small bone structure, a soft, sweet face, blue eyes, and this shiny blonde hair that seemed to have a million shades of yellow and gold in it.

She wasn’t dressed like the usual bartenders at The Bog. At least not any of the ones I’d ever seen. They usually went hard on the sex appeal, knowing it would help get them more tips.

But this woman was in a pair of black leggings with flared bottoms, black sneakers, and the white Bog shirt with the green logo over her chest.

Absolutely nothing about her suggested she was someone who would look twice at a guy like me, let alone agree to leave not only a bar, but her shift, with me.

Yet that was exactly what she did.

And I was going to go ahead and not question that shit.

That was my first mistake that night.

But not my last.

CHAPTER FOUR

Delaney

I was a little bit in shock as we started to walk down the street from the bar.

It was a mix of “I can’t believe the guy I used to fantasize about was taking me somewhere to mess around, “I can’t believe my brother didn’t stop me,” and “I can’t believe I am going to do this.”

Because it was crazy, right?

I mean who, in their right mind, left the bar with a man fresh out of prison?

Not girls who wanted to live through the night, that’s who.

A part of me was about to try to form some sort of objection.

But then we were passing the alley between the new coffee shop that hadn’t opened up yet and the abandoned building next door.

Judge’s hand shot out, grabbing the back of my neck, and swinging me around.

His fingers crushed into my skull as his lips crashed down on mine.

I don’t know what I expected from a man like Judge. All those old fantasies of him flew out of my mind as the real, flesh and blood man traced his tongue along the seam of my lips, seeking entrance.

I was helpless but to give it to him.

A low, throaty whimper escaped me. The sound made a rumbling move through Judge’s chest and vibrate into my own.

Desire sparked through my system, making my pulse throb in my throat, wrists, and between my thighs.

Even as I thought that, Judge pressed me back against the wall, his hips pinning mine, making me acutely aware of his cock straining against his jeans.

My sex clenched hard in response, and I’d never been quite so acutely aware of this sort of empty feeling inside, this need to be filled.

By him.

Any thoughts of turning around and going back to the bar flew out the window as Judge’s hand slipped under my shirt. His cold fingers teased over my belly before tracing the line of my bra.

With a growling noise, his hand moved up, slipping under the cup, and closing his hand over my breast.

His lips ripped from mine, and his stubble scraped over the sensitive skin of my cheek before I felt his lips on my neck.

Then, as he yanked up my shirt higher with his other hand, his mouth closed over the hardened bud of my nipple before sucking it into his mouth.

A white-hot jolt of desire spread through my core at the sensation, making my hand grab the back of his head, holding him against me as his tongue started to trace over me.

He yanked against my hold to move across my chest, continuing the sweet torment on my other breast.

I’d never felt quite so aware of my body as I was right then.

My heartbeat.

My breath.

The way my belly flip-flopped.

The flush that moved across my skin.

Judge’s teeth nipped the peak of my nipple, making my body jolt even as a delicious shiver moved through me.

Another of those deep, sexy growls moved through Judge as he pulled against my hold to stand upright.

His hand went between us, yanking my shirt back into place.

Then he was grabbing my hand and turning, striding further into the alley, and dragging me along with him.

I wasn’t going to lose my long-held virginity in an alley, was I?

Surely, I wasn’t going to let that happen.

I mean, I had no delusions about my first time being the best time. All my girlfriends in high school made it clear that it was more something to be endured than enjoyed. But that would be worth it because after that was over, it was all fun and games.


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