Lovers in law by Exley Avis

get
you out of my head. I’m not concentrating, I don’t sleep, and all
afternoon, all I’ve thought about is taking you in my arms and
repeating that incredible kiss.”
    “Stop it, Radford. Please.”
    I loved the sound of my name on her
lips and wanted to hear her sigh it out when I sucked her nipples,
or scream it when I made her come. My cock doubled in size and I
longed to feel those red-nailed fingers clenched around it, pumping
hard.
    “I won’t stop,” I growled, losing
control as desire surged through me. “That kiss was scorching hot.
And you meant it to be.” I paused to give her chance to argue but
she didn’t. After kissing me the way she had, there was no
defence.
    “I’m constantly
horny .” I said. “I fantasise about
stripping you naked and fucking you to the point of exhaustion. You
gave me a hard on the moment I laid eyes on you and, no matter what
I do, I can’t get rid of it.”
    “Please, Radford.” Her breath came
in short, sharp gasps but she couldn’t stop staring at my mouth, as
if plucking up the courage to kiss me again. “You’ve got to
understand how impossible this is for me.”
    To emphasise her words, her hand
circled my forearm, her skin invitingly cool against mine. Her
fingers pulled at the thick, dark hair, and traced the shape of my
watch before sliding way up under my shirt sleeve. The need to have
those hands all over my naked body suddenly intensified – as did my
desire to fuck her in every position ever invented.
    “Let’s get out of here,” I begged.
“My apartment’s a short taxi ride away.”
    “No!” Her reply was sharp and
emphatic. She snatched her hand away from my arm as if I were too
hot to touch suddenly. “I mean…”
    For the first time since I’d met
her, she seemed at a loss. The bravado drained from her, leaving
her lost for words and unsure of herself.
    A strange sensation flooded me that
I recognised as shame.
    Here I was, forcing her to
jeopardise her entire career just because I couldn’t keep my dick
in my trousers. It was the one and only time I’d ever put a woman’s
feelings above my burning need to get laid.
    Allie Lawless had to be someone
really special to change my habits of a lifetime. The realisation
brought me up short and I backed off.
    “I’m sorry.” I said, even the
apology sounding strange on my lips. “You’re right. I’m pushing too
hard.”
    “No,” she repeated. “It’s not
that.”
    She reached under the table and lay
her hand on my thigh. The muscles tensed under her fingers and she
squeezed my leg slightly before she slid her hand closer to my
groin. I thought my cock was going to explode right there in the
bar and held my breath, but her fingers stopped maddeningly
short.
    If she’d have reached up and
grabbed my balls she couldn’t have had more of my attention.
    “You are gorgeous,” she said,
closing her eyes and letting out a long slow breath for emphasis.
“You push every button. And, if you were just some guy I’d met in a
bar, I’d be in that taxi with you right now on the way to your
apartment.”
    “So what’s stopping you?”
    “The fact that you and I are
working so closely together. This is a huge case. So much is
resting on it – for both of us.”
    I wouldn’t be put off. “I’m sure
two holders of the Melton Prize can work out how to run an affair
and a court case,” I said, flashing her what I hoped was a winning
smile. “We can keep our affair strictly outside office hours. I’ll
be discreet. No one will ever know what happens between us. I
promise.”
    To persuade her further, I ran my
hand up the outside of her thigh, feeling the unmistakeable shape
of suspenders under her skirt. I love stockings. Adore them with a
passion. And the thought of those endless legs in them almost sent
me over the edge.
    “I doubt we’d make it work,” she
said, unconvinced. “After all, neither of us has a great track
record. Three dates in, one of us will move on and then