“How am I supposed to work when I could be getting more of this?” I sigh, letting him tease my exposed skin.
“Because you love what you do, and I’m not going anywhere. There will be plenty of time for me to reward your patience later.”
“Wow, you sound like the responsible one.”
“Only when it comes to you, baby.” He kisses my neck again and slaps my butt as he leaves the bathroom, forcing me to follow.
“I’ll just slaughter Jeremiah Porter’s defense and be done by lunch. How about that?”
“I have no doubt.” He twirls his keys on his finger and sticks them into his pocket, where he waits by the door. He’s going to ensure we leave by 7:30, and I’ve never been so annoyed by it.
“Okay, one more kiss before we leave our safe zone.” I slink towards him, and he watches me skeptically, but when my arms circle his neck, his hands find my waist without hesitation.
“You’re wearing lipstick.”
“It’s a stain, it won’t transfer.”
“I’m not worried about me, dove. I don’t want to ruin your makeup,” he whispers against my lips. I capture his mouth, moaning when his hands roam downward to cup my ass.
I force my tongue against his, and he growls, gripping my cheeks in his hands roughly. When my palm sneaks down his chest, he doesn’t react until I’m dragging it over the stiffness behind his zipper.
“Dove,” he warns.
“I can’t get enough.”
“You’re killing me, baby.” He groans as I stroke my palm over the length of him repeatedly.
“Are you complaining?” I hum against his lips.
He smiles softly as he shakes his head. “I’m exactly where I want to be.”
Chapter Forty-One
Hayes
I’ve created a monster. I can’t keep her hand off my cock the entire drive into the courthouse, and I’m about to cum in my pants by the time I park.
All she wants is to fuck, and I’m garnering all my self-control to keep her from being late to work. This is an important case, and I can’t be the reason she’s distracted.
If it were a different day, I would have bent her over her couch and slapped her ass raw as I fucked her.
My balls tighten against me at the thought…Focus… Focus…
She’s pouting in the passenger seat, and luckily, she’s so adorable that it helps distract me. “Time to be a lawyer, you sex fiend.”
“I can be both.”
“I know you can, but today is a big day. I’ll make it up to you later.”
“You better,” she grumbles, grabbing her briefcase from the floorboard.
I smile as I meet her around the back of the car and take it from her hands. “I’ll follow your lead. Everyone will still see me as personal protection, an employee. Nothing more.But if you need me to spank your ass behind closed doors, I’ll oblige happily.”
“I’ll decide if you deserve that or not,” she snips, but smiles as she struts in front of me.
I follow behind her like the obedient dog I am, trying not to make it obvious to onlookers that I know how it feels to be buried inside of her. Better yet, that I know how big her heart is, and I’ve never been more infatuated with her.
As soon as she’s through her office door, a switch flips, and her professionalism is at an all time high as she readies herself for trial.
