Free Powerful Men 2: Four More Alphas Who Seize Control by Carla Kane Page B

up with the prudence townspeople to discuss their next move. As they talked, a young aide came up to her and relayed the message that Judge McKennedy wished to see her in his chamber immediately. Clara had no idea why that could be – it was certainly unconventional – but she excused herself and made her way towards the Judge’s room.
      Judge McKennedy’s chamber was on the second floor at the far end of the courtroom. Up there, the tall marble corridor was completely deserted and the only sound to be heard was the faint echo of voices from the people down in the lobby at the other end of the building. Clara stepped up to the big mahogany door and knocked.
    ‘Enter!’
    She opened the door and stepped inside. There at his desk was the huge figure of Moses McKennedy, still dressed in his black robes. He frowned sternly as she entered.
    ‘Sit,’ he bade, gesturing towards the chair in front of his desk.
    Clara stepped forward. ‘Your honor,’ she said, ‘what’s all this about?’
    ‘I said sit,’ Moses repeated.
    Something about the way he said it made her instantly obey, as though his voice was so powerful and commanding that it could speak directly to her very muscle-memory. Clara pulled back the chair and sat down. Beneath his implacable glare she suddenly felt very naked and vulnerable.
    ‘You got a real attitude problem, don’t you girl?’
    Clara blinked. ‘Excuse me?’ she said.
    ‘Shut your mouth,’ the Judge barked, ‘you got a real attitude problem – don’t you girl ?’
    Clara stared at him. The shock of his words had jolted her out of her obedience. No way was she going to let him talk to her like this. But then again, he was the presiding judge on the most important case of her life so she had to at least try to keep her cool.
    ‘Your honor,’ she said, ‘I’m only trying to do right by the people of Prudence.’
    ‘The people of Prudence? Or your own self-serving ambition?’
    Clara was speechless. She knew which way the judge leaned politically but she’d always heard how principled he was besides. What was this all about?
    ‘Don’t you know Ace Cooper has done an awful lot for this state?’ Judge Moses asked , his furious glare still honed in on her face, ‘Ace Cooper is a popular man. He has an awful lot of friends around here. Friends who don’t take kindly to watching him get insulted by some stick-up-her ass New York lawyer.’
    That was it, Clara had had enough. She stood up from the desk. ‘How dare you,’ she whispered.
    In a flash Judge Moses shot up from his seat, towering above her like the vengeance of Thor himself. ‘This is my courtroom and I dare as I please!’ he shouted, ‘you on the other hand need to be taught some manners.’
    A twinge of excitement lit up inside Clara despite the strange circumstances she was in. Though she considered herself a modern, self-directed woman, Clara couldn’t help but get a little turned on when some guy tried to boss her around. Maybe it was that they had the nerve to challenge her despite all her best efforts to appear strong, maybe it was something more primitive and primal than that. She didn’t know. All she knew was – as the giant masculine monster began walking around his desk towards her – a universe of sexual energy was awaking within her body.
    He came around to her side and loomed above her furiously. She could feel the heat radiate from beneath his robes as his massive rock-hard chest heaved up and down with each breath.
    ‘Well?’ he said, ‘do you need to be taught some manners girl?’
    ‘I – ’ Clara began and then paused. ‘Yes,’ she said in a dry heavy voice, ‘yes I do.’
    Before she knew what was happening, the judge reached out and pushed her abdomen down over the desk with his big strong hands. Clara let herself be lowered willfully until her face rested against the cold wooden surface and her hair got in her eyes. Her cunt was hot and wet now.
    With a whack she jerked forward as