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Still staring at me, she moved her mouth up and down my length, making me harder each time.
“Can I swallow?” she asked.
“You don’t have to ask me that…” I gently cupped the back of her head, releasing into her mouth.
She swallowed every drop, and I pulled her up and spun her around, sliding into her all at once.
I bit the shell of her ear. “So fucking perfect…”
We didn’t bother getting dressed.After toweling each other off, she curled against my chest in bed.
I held her close as she slept, and for some strange reason, I slept for a personal best of four and a half hours.
UNDUE INFLUENCE (N.)
THE AMOUNT OF PRESSURE WHICH ONE USES TO FORCE SOMEONE TO EXECUTE A WILL LEAVING ASSETS IN A PARTICULAR WAY
ELIZABETH
The following Monday
“Good morning, Miss Tanner!” Jessica greeted me as soon as I walked into the firm. “Did you have a good weekend?”
“It was decent.”
“Justdecent?” She crossed her arms. “How is that possible?”
“I just caught up on a lot of work with Mr. Carter.”
“From the way he walks, I refuse to believe he’s anything less than a twenty out of ten when it comes to that type of work.”
“Huh?”
“You don’t look the slightest bit flushed and you’re walking completely normal.” She tapped her lip. “Maybe I overhyped him in my head.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Nothing.” She placed a notebook in my hands. “Since Michelle is still living in her sad girl era, I’ll be helping you out for a little longer.”
I smiled at her. She was one of my favorite people here.
“The FBI called and asked to speak with Mr. Carter, so can you tell him to call them back?”
“Sure. What’s it about?”
“Um, with the client list you two have, who knows?” She shook her head. “In the meantime, here’s your updated hearing schedule and you need to show your face in the cafe a bit more starting today.”
“Why?”
“You need to have 'girl talk' with your fellow associates.” She motioned for me to head that way. “Build connections here whenever you can. Trust me.”
“Is Mr. Carter upstairs?”
“He’s out stalking that condo again,” she said. “Hopefully, he’ll let that case go at some point.”
Before I could ask her something else, she walked away, so I went to the cafe.
A group of second-year associates stood around a high table and sipped lattes.
