" Judge didn’t have a reason in hell to be self-conscious. That cock of his was everything Michaels had hoped it would be since the moment Judge had mentioned using it on him, but probably since he first saw him in Atlanta. It wasn’t his fault that Michaels had lost his shit and ridden that lead pipe like a starving whore. He should be the one embarrassed, if for no other reason than that sappy kiss. Why had he done that? He knew Judge didn’t kiss, why was he forcing it? It had been the kind of kiss you gave a lover. Judge wasn’t his lover. Definitely not. He "
― A.E. Via , Don't Judge (Nothing Special, #4)