Lovers in law (23 page)

“Shows how desperate I am to
see you that I turn myself into the pizza delivery guy.”

“I’m sure there’s a fantasy
somewhere about seducing him.”

“I’ll hold you to that,” I
promised, wishing I could take her back to my flat right then for a
great deal more than pizza. “What time do you finish?”

“Lord knows.” She showed me
the piles of papers on the conference table. “Two or three hours at
least, then another early start tomorrow. I’m sorry I’ve not been
able to see you but I haven’t been in bed before one, or up after
six, all week.”

The solution was staring us
in the face and I suggested it tentatively. “
So why not stay with me tonight?” I said. “My flat’s only
five minutes away.”

“Really, Radford. I
can’t.”

“Why not? I’ll make up the
spare room and promise to keep my hands to myself.”

“It’s not you I’m worried
about!” She laughed and touched my cheek, although she was staring
at my mouth and wetting her lips. “It’s a really kind offer but I
don’t have any things for tomorrow.”

“I’ll get some,” I
said. “Phone your friend, tell her to pack you a
bag and I’ll pick it up now.”

“I couldn’t put you to that
trouble,” she said but I could see how much she was tempted by the
thought of avoiding a long cab ride out to Islington in the dead of
night.

“Please, Allie. I want to
take care of you. Make life easier. Let me.”

I handed her the phone and
she called her friend, mouthing thank you to me while she waited
for an answer. Ten minutes later, I was in a cab to Islington after
a very appreciative kiss from Allie in the lift back down to
reception. She was very lucky I didn’t throw her over my shoulder
and carry her straight to bed but I’d already made that stupid
promise about keeping my hands to myself.

A
llie didn’t call until eleven thirty that night and I
walked down to collect her from her office. I didn’t need to ask
whether she was tired. Her green eyes were dark and clouded and her
whole body sagged with exhaustion. I’d pulled enough late nights to
know how she felt and led her straight up to the spare room when we
reached my flat.

She slipped her arms around
my neck and pulled me close, stifling a yawn as she did so. “I’d
like nothing more than to fall asleep in your arms but I suspect it
wouldn’t end there,”
she said, speaking
for both of us. “I like being taken care of. Thank you.”

Although
, lying in my cold and lonely bed, I thought of a hundred
other ways of taking care of Allie that didn’t involve separate
rooms. My cock refused to lie down and go to sleep, keeping me
awake until the early hours and, when I did fall into an exhausted
doze, it was only to dream of all the places in my flat I wanted to
fuck her.

In one
particularly vivid dream, I was lying on my front with
Allie’s tongue working its way down my spine and her hand slipping
under the sheet to caress my arse. I sighed and stretched,
wriggling the sheet down lower and clenching my cheeks in
ecstasy.

“Good morning, handsome,” a
voice whispered close to my ear, bringing me
reluctantly back to consciousness, only to find the
delicious sensations around my arse still going on.

Sharp nails trailed down my
back, making me purr with pleasure and sink down deeper into the
mattress. Soft lips then kissed the redness away, travelling down
to the cleft in my bum before Allie’s teeth took a playful bite of
the sensitive flesh. My cock hardened and leaked pre-cum onto the
sheets. The bed smelled of sex, making me even hornier.

“What time is it?” I asked, finally
opening my eyes.

Disappointingly,
Allie was already fully dressed and sitting on
the edge of my bed, destroying all my fantasies of an early-morning
quickie. “It’s not six yet but I couldn’t leave without saying
goodbye.”

I turned over, pulling the
duvet up to preserve my modesty, even though we’d once gone a long
way beyond that. Allie raked her nails through the hair on my chest
and pinched at my nipples
before leaning
down to kiss in a line from my pecs to my navel.

“I adore your body,” she
whispered against my skin
when she rested
her head on my abdomen. “And I wish I had the time to show you
exactly how much.” She gazed up at me and I wanted so much to lie
there all day with her. “May I stay over tonight too?” she asked
needlessly.

“I’d love that.
It’s wonderful to wake up and find you
here.”

She sat up and kissed me full
on the mouth, allowing me to hold her close for a moment so I could
absorb the scent of soap and fresh make up on her skin. With a
final kiss, she left me in bed, although her cheeky look back from
the doorway told me she knew exactly what I’d be doing to my cock
as soon as she walked out of my flat.

I came within seconds
of the front door closing, the imprint of her
lips still on my chest and the scent of her skin lingering around
me. If I didn’t get the real thing into my bed very soon, there was
every danger I’d die of sexual frustration and I began plotting
Allie’s downfall.

She
reappeared at my flat after midnight, dropping her
briefcase in the hall and flopping down onto the sofa. Fatigue had
rendered her skin ashen and she fell asleep before I could even
offer her something to eat.

Rather than wake her, I
carried her upstairs to bed and lay her down gently. She half
stirred when I started to unbutton her blouse but she helped me to
slip it off, too tired to do it for herself. Underneath, she wore
the shocking pink bra with black bows that had whipped up my
imagination that first day and would no doubt keep me going for the
rest of the night. My cock snapped to attention and my tongue
watered to lick between those beautiful breasts and taste her rosy
nipples.

As I removed her skirt and
stockings, I realised she wouldn’t have resisted had I stripped her
naked and fucked her right there. Barely awake, she would have
curled her arms around me and welcomed me into her body, but it was
late and I couldn’t take advantage like that.

Any other woman, I
wouldn’t have wasted the opportunity, but Allie
deserved better and I left her alone in bed.

The following morning, the
sound of Allie moving around upstairs woke me. The thought of her
naked in the shower, or slipping those perfect legs into sheer,
black stockings, made me hard in an instant and I kicked off the
duvet so I could give my cock some solo attention.

One hand behind my head and
the other
pumping hard, I relaxed back
onto the pillows and let my fantasies run riot.

“Do you want some help with
that?” Allie asked from the doorway, standing a moment to
watch me stroking my huge erection.

I stopped, unusually
embarrassed at being caught out, and
yet
incredibly turned on by the sight of her in a suit and high heels,
walking towards the bed.

She sat down and slid her
hand between my legs to cup my balls
,
never taking her eyes off my cock. The tip shone with pre-cum and
she traced a pattern in it with her finger before tasting it. My
balls were ready to explode against her palm.

“Would you like me to
watch
, or can I touch?” she asked,
knowing the answer already.

I surrendered to her,
adoring the feel of her cool, slender fingers
clenching around my shaft. With her eyes fixed on my face, her hand
began to move – slowly, instinctively, teasing my pleasure to a
crescendo.

“That feels so good,” I
moaned and thrust my hips up
toward her
hand. I could see in her eyes that she loved having so much power
over me and I was her willing slave.

“I adore your cock,” she said
softly. “I’ve wanted it hard inside me for weeks. My pussy’s been
on fire for you.”

“T
hen take off your clothes.” I undid the buttons on her
jacket. “Come to bed.”

Before she could
argue,
I sat up and kissed her – a deep,
sexy kiss that carried me beyond the limits of self control.
Allie’s tongue ravaged my mouth, drinking in my desire for her. She
was hot – aroused and ripe to be fucked – and waiting to make love
to her suddenly seemed a ridiculous idea.

I forced her knees apart and
plunged my hand up her skirt until my fingers touched her lace
panties. They were hot and wet, soaked by her
arousal
. The stitching cracked as I
pulled them roughly aside and forced two fingers deep inside her
warm, luscious pussy.

Allie cried out
and threw back her head. My thumb found the hard
nub of her clit and flicked back and forth across it, making her
scream my name. The walls of her sex clenched around my fingers,
drawing them deeper into her and I suddenly needed my cock to take
their place.

“Take off your clothes
and
let me fuck you,” I begged. “I can’t
wait any longer.”

Literally.

With Allie’s hand pumping my
cock, my fingers inside her succulent pussy and her mouth hot
against mine, I exploded into orgasm far sooner than I wanted too.
Cum shot up onto my belly and soaked her fingers while my body
spasmed in rapture. Every muscle tensed to breaking point. Every
tendon tightened to curl me around the bliss that began and ended
with Allie’s hand around my cock.

“Oh
my God. I’m sorry. That wasn’t meant to happen yet,” I told
her raggedly as the last shudders of pleasure died away.

I kissed
Allie feverishly, soaking up the taste of sex and desire to
quell my disappointment. My long fingers curled to stroke her
G-Spot deep inside, while my thumb caressed her clit. I’d made her
come often enough to know she was on the brink of surrendering to
pleasure but she refused to let herself go.

“Let me make you come,” I
urged, kissing the soft skin behind her ear. “I want to taste your
pussy and feel you come against my tongue.”

I
heard the smile in her voice when she refused. “Don’t think
you’re getting away that easily, Radford Byrne,” she said. “You
promised to make love to me. If your silver tongue makes me come
now, you might tell the judge that you’ve already fulfilled your
obligations. I can’t allow that.”

My thumb continued its dance
around the root of her
pleasure,
weakening her resolve with every stroke. “What do you suggest? We
can’t leave this delicious pussy unsatisfied all day.” To prove it,
I pushed a third finger deep into her to remind her how good my
cock would feel.

“That’s so good,” she gasped,
tilting her hips so I could drive my fingers in deeper. Her breath
stopped and a vein in her neck pulsed rapidly, betraying her
excitement. I watched her reclaim control of her body as she begged
me not to make her come yet. “I want you inside me. Naked. With my
legs wrapped tight around your back and your hips pounding against
mine.”

Put like t
hat, how could I refuse? I stopped rubbing her clit but
left my fingers where they were. “I’ll be thinking about fucking
you all day,” I said. “I have a tricky hearing in front of a
ferocious judge this morning. If I lose, it’ll be your
fault.”

“So what? I’m helping
complete Aiden’
s deal at noon. How am I
supposed to focus on contracts when I can still feel your fingers
inside me?”

The thought of unflappable
Allie floundering amongst stacks of files made me laugh. “So can I
see you later?” I asked, ready to drag her away from her desk if
necessary.

“I already have
plans
.” She stopped my mouth with a
lingering kiss when I started to complain. “Plans for you,” she
explained. She sank down lower on my fingers and squirmed to
imprint their shape inside her sex. Her juices soaked my fingers
but I planned on making her even wetter later on. “To thank you for
helping me out, I’m buying you dinner at the new Italian on the
South Bank. I’ll meet you there at eight.” She kissed me again.
“Now I have to go or I’ll be late.”

She stood up, easing herself
off my fingers very slowly and gently,
and letting out a low sigh of pleasure. With her hand still
around my cock, she led me into the bathroom and filled the basin.
Very gently, she washed the cum from her hands and my belly, the
warm water and her slippery fingers around my cock coaxing my
erection back to life until I was fully hard again.

“This is mine. For later,”
she said, drying my cock on a warm, soft towel. My
balls swelled and I imagined battling the leaden
sensation for the rest of the day. “So no wanking in the shower as
soon as I’ve gone,” Allie warned. “Save your appetite.”

“Now
who’s not playing fair.”

“At least I’m not playing
hard to get.”

Allie
leaned in and kissed me goodbye but I followed her to the
door, still stark naked, with my cock jutting out in front. I hoped
a cold shower would settle things down because I felt as horny as
hell.