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I slid my hand down her spine, teasing my fingers under the hem of her panties. The shaking of her legs increased, spreading through her until it made her entire body quiver. Curving myself against her back, I reached around her and cupped her lace covered mound in my hand. And rubbed, using the heel of my palm against her clit. Taylor moaned again, her ass pressing so firmly against my hardening cock, it was a miracle that I didn’t shoot my load right there against my zipper.
“Tell me you want this, that you want me.”
Again and again, I pressed against her clit, and she soaked her panties.
“I…please tell me your name?” Taylor panted before letting out a strangled scream as I pushed her panties aside, one finger slipping its way inside of her.
God, she was tight. Tight and wet and welcomingly warm. It took everything I had not to give up my control and slam into her. She wanted that as well. Taylor wanted to be taken and possessed.
“No.” Pressing one kiss on to her shoulder, I dropped to my knees behind her, my finger sliding in and out of her wetness.
“Please?” she begged, and I didn’t know whether she was begging me to tell her my name or something else.
My name wouldn’t pass my lips, not tonight, but I would give her what she needed. The thing she might not even know she was begging for. “Ass out.” With one hand on the small of her back, I pressed her forward, forcing her ass out and into my face.
No, my name wouldn’t touch my lips tonight. But something else would.
I would feast on Taylor like she needed me to. Like she was begging me to.
And when I left this room, at dawn, I would be one step closer to my ultimate objective.
Because there was more than one way to get a juror to do what I wanted.
Killing her would be easier.
But, God, making her cum, making her fall in love with me, would be so much more fun.
TAYLOR
“You did what?” My friend screeched from across the small patio table where we were sipping coffee. It was early, but it didn’t matter how early it was in London. The streets were already bustling with people. Some on their way to work, their heads down as they hurried on their way; others like me and Annie, taking a moment in one of the curb side cafes to catch our breath and enjoy the late summer sunshine. It would all be over too soon. Summer always seemed to be over in a blink of an eye whilst winter lasted forever.
And I had another reason to enjoy the peace whilst I could.
Meeting her eyes over the rim of my coffee cup, I grinned. “I asked my doctor to get me out of jury duty.”
She rolled her eyes in answer, her glossy lips twitching at the edges. “That’s not what I was talking about, and you know it, Taylor. I mean, we will come back to that, but…” Slowly, she took a sip of her own mug. A glass one filled with a frothy coffee concoction with too much sweetener. Annie was a sweet girl when you got to know her, and she had been my best friend since school, but she always put out an air of total bitchiness. Even down to the drink she ordered at our local coffee shop. “Explain what you meant when you said you had the best sex of your life last night.”
Her voice was loud, and I looked around self–consciously. Two tables over, a man in a business suit smirked behind his phone screen. I blushed, heat creeping up my cheeks. “Will you keep your voice down?”
“Not until you give me the details, no.” In contradiction with her words, she dropped her voice an octave and leant across the table with such vigour that half her cup spilt over. She ignored it totally. “When? Who? I mean, what the hell, Taylor. Who was this guy?”
“No idea.” I shrugged. It grated on me that he hadn't given me his name, but I had to admit it was exciting. He had been right about that. My mysterious lover.
Annie's mouth fell open, her gasp clearly audible even over the traffic. “You…” With a shrug, she composed herself. Her lips opened and closed rapidly and her eyes darted every which way. I let her bluster for a second. Finally, she held up a hand, silencing me even when no words had left my mouth. “Ok, let me get this straight. You went home with a man and didn’t even ask his name?”
“I–”
“What the hell Taylor, did he drug you or something?”
I couldn’t blame her for her question. It was out of character for me. Her, sure she’d had her fair share of one night stands, but it wasn’t something I did if I could help it. I didn’t have a problem with them, I just wasn’t built that way. Hopelessly romantic was what some had described me as. They said it mockingly. But I didn’t see it as being a bad thing. Everyone needed a little romance in their lives. And giving people the fairy tale was literally part of my job.
“No, he was just…” Holding the coffee in my mouth, I savoured the rich sweetness of it. How could I explain it to her? How he had caught my eye straight away. The dark, brooding stranger. I couldn’t because she would think I was being silly.
“Hot?” she asked, and her smile grew wider still.
I smiled back. “So hot, and the things he did with his mouth…” Trailing off, I let myself get lost in the memories of the night before. How he had bent me over and licked me from behind until it felt like my legs would give out and there would be nothing left of me but a gooey Taylor shaped puddle on the floor. “And with his….”
Annie's eyes widened.
