Confessions of a Litigation God

She jerks in my arms and pulls back to look at me. Heat ripples across those gorgeous irises and her mouth is slightly parted in astonishment. For a brief moment, I think she’s going to say yes, but then she sort of shakes her head. “I can’t… I’m here with Cal. ”

I take a quick peek over at our table, and Cal isn’t back yet. Melody isn’t coming back because she’ll stay gone until I tell her otherwise.

Turning back to Mac, I urge her. “Make up an excuse. ”

She blinks at me in confusion. “Like what?”

Releasing her hand and touching my fingers to her jaw, I suggest. “How about fake a bout of diarrhea? I heard that worked well with Lorraine. ”

Mac’s eyes practically bug out of her head in surprise. “What? How did you know?”

I c**k an eyebrow at her and chuckle. “Everyone in the office knew about it, and people think you are incredibly clever. ”

Flashing me her pearly whites, she starts laughing. “It did work nicely. ”

Mac in a sexy dress is tormenting me. Mac in a sexy dress and laughing in delight… it’s killing me. I release my hold on her, turn her toward the edge of the dance floor, and push her along. Leaning down, I murmur, “Now go. Make an excuse. I’ll ditch Melody and meet you at your apartment. ”

She spins on me, her eyes flicking in between my own, trying to determine if this is for real. I want to take her hand and press it up against the erection that is forming so she knows… yes… I’m not f**king around right now.

My chest almost explodes in joy when she nods at me with a smile. “I’ll meet you at my apartment. ”

She turns to head off, to look for Cal, I assume. Reaching out quickly, I grab her hand so she looks back at me. “Don’t plan on getting any sleep tonight, Mac. We have a lot to make up for. ”

Even in the low light, the only ambience from candles and dim chandelier lighting, I can see the shudder that quakes Mac’s body. I also feel it… because the thought that my words cause her to tremble makes me tremble in response.

I’m going to have her again… tonight, and I don’t know that I’ve ever looked forward to anything more in my life. It’s like that feeling you get as a kid, on Christmas morning. Except, there’s an erection involved for me.

I make a hasty goodbye to Melody. She wishes me luck, and then kisses my cheek. I haven’t seen Mac since we parted ways, but I did get a glimpse of Cal, still on his phone over at the bar, nursing what looks like a Martini. I snicker to myself because it will take him way longer than fifteen minutes to g

et authority to settle. Bet he didn’t see his evening ending this way.

The cab ride to Mac’s apartment seems to take forever, but a glance at my watch shows only twenty minutes. The elevator ride seems to take just as long.

Then I’m knocking, and she’s opening the door, and her eyes are already filled with lust as she looks at me. I don’t know why she’s letting me back in. I’ve not done anything to really deserve her giving me a second chance. But I’m sure as hell not going to question her actions right now.

I step over the threshold toward her.

She takes a step back, her chest rising and falling a little faster.

I take another step toward her, and she steps back again. Reaching out, I shut the door behind me, and then shrug out of my jacket. As I drop it to the floor, I take another step in her direction and she backs up again.

She wants a cat and mouse game? I’ll give it to her, because I do not mind hunting her down.

I back her up, clear across her living room, taking off my tie and dropping it casually to the floor. As I start loosening my first cuff link, she abruptly stops. Her eyes stare at me intently, her breath now coming in short pants.

She’s panting, just because of the thought of me f**king her, and that makes my erection go full salute. Just knowing she wants me that much.

I take one more step and then I’m standing just a fraction of an inch from her body, staring down at her face as it tilts up at me. We’re not touching anywhere, yet I feel her all over me. I can practically taste her, and we haven’t even kissed.

“First time’s going to be quick,” I warn her, because there is absolutely no way I can wait a moment longer to get inside of her. It’s been ten long days without sex… yes, but it’s been ten long days without Mac, and that’s inflaming my lust just as much.

“Works for me,” she murmurs, licking her lower lip, and I can’t help the low groan that comes out.

Reaching down with both hands, I fist the material of her dress and drag it upward. No time to figure out how to get her out of it. I drag my hands all the way up past her waist, bunching the material there.

Looking down, I can see just a hint of black lace at her hipbone and I curl my fingers up under the edge, hooking onto it tight. With a sharp pull, Mac jerks, and the material shreds like tissue. I let it flutter to the floor and stick my hand right in between her legs.

She’s so f**king warm… so f**king wet. I drag my fingers over her, back and forth, the movement covering the shaking of my own hand. When she moans, I can’t control it any more.

Bending over, I lift her up, placing my hands under her na**d ass as she wraps those long legs around me. I take three steps and pin her against her living room wall with my torso. Our faces are just inches apart, but we haven’t kissed. Her breathing is rough but so is mine, and I know it’s about to get rougher.

Keeping one hand under her ass for balance, I reach down with my other and do a one-handed miracle on my button and zipper, opening them up efficiently and pulling my c**k out.

It’s vibrating with need, weeping in anticipation.

I tilt my hips, line up, and then I’m shoving my way inside of Mac’s body. She’s wet and willing, but she’s tight as f**k, and it takes a couple of twists of my h*ps before I sink all the way in and feel her conform around me. She lets out a sigh of blatant pleasure, and she has a satisfied smile on her face.

The feeling of being inside of her body is overwhelming. It’s better than ever before, and I’m inundated with the need to drive myself into a frenzy.

“God… you feel so good,” I tell her, my teeth clenched in an effort to maintain control. I bury my face in her neck and inhale her scent… honeysuckle and warm, wet female.