by Abby Angel
"Well, I'm here now. What'd you got?"
"Hey, so I've been looking over everything we have on Damian Cain, and I'm not sure we have enough evidence to prove that is was him. After all, attacking his character in court may help tarnish his image, but we still have no proof of the crime."
"Listen, Xavier, you're working too hard on this thing. We've got it nearly wrapped up. And hey, you look like you haven't slept in a week. Why don't you take the day off and come in when you're fresh. I'll handle things here."
"Well, that's just the problem, Wolff. I think this case is not resolved."
"Xavier! Come on, relax. This case is a slam dunk. Cain has been burying his own grave in court with his outlandish behavior. We've gone this thing on our side."
"No, there's more to it. Cain may be entirely innocent. In fact, I have it on good authority that Emma may even have had other boyfriends."
The color drains from Wolff's face and he looks at me in a weird way. Was it something I said? Seems a little fishy that this news would affect him like that.
"Wha- What did you just say?" The words stumble from his mouth.
"I said that we haven't even checked the boyfriend issue. Cain was not her only guy. Why have the police not explored this?"
His sense comes back to him and he says, "Oh Xavier, didn't I tell you? Yeah, I looked into the boyfriend thing already. It was one of the first things I did for this case. I wanted to make sure Cain was the only guy in her life and he was, so, you needn't pursue this further."
Hmm, he seems a little sketchy. Why did Wolff never mention going over this potential evidence before? And why did he seem so odd when I brought it up? I decide to assuage him for now.
"Okay, Wolff. That's cool. I'll drop it and look into other angles." Of course, I have no intention of dropping it, but I'm going to have to look into it without the aid of my boss. I just need to get him off my back for now.
"I think that's really wise Xavier. You're doing the right thing. Just drop this issue and we can move forward with the case as planned in court."
"Okay, whatever you say. Just thought I'd run that by you."
"Well, I'm happy you did. You know you can come to me about anything. I'm here to help you and to steer you in the right direction. I've been doing this job a long time Xavier, much longer than you, and you just gotta trust me on certain things. You'll see. It will all work out in the end."
Gosh, he's just acting shady about the whole thing. Normally if I brought him a new piece of evidence he'd be all over it. He lets me follow my gut and even if it's something small, I normally pursue with Wolff's approval. I wonder what his deal is?
"Okay, thanks, boss. I guess I'll see you later."
"For sure." He taps my desk with his knuckles and then he makes his exit.
The second he leaves I'm on the phone dialing Jacqueline's number. I have to get to the bottom of this and I'm gonna do that by going straight to the source. I just hope she helps me out with information even though I'm technically the one she's fighting. As much as I want to talk to Jacqueline, though, I realize that my motivations are impure because I'm also fishing for a reason to go see her. I miss her and I want to be around her.
31
Jason
The lights from the building across the street shines in my office window reflecting off the surface of my table. I'm waiting for Jacqueline. We have to discuss our court strategy. I look at my watch, lost in thought the sound of my office door opening brings me back to reality. I look up to see Jacqueline strolling through my door. I watch as she moves across the floor, taking her seat across from me. Sitting in the chair she leans back and crosses her legs, I look at her as I lean on the table my arms crossed.
"How are we going to handle Cain in court?" I ask her.
"A muzzle would be preferable," she shoots me a smile as she giggles to herself.
I have to tell her how much I admire her. "You know Jacqueline," I start to say as I lean over the table as she turns her chair to face me. "Most new partners would run from a high profile case like this one. I know you're not one to run from a challenge and I admire that about you."
I push away from the table and walk over to the bar. Turning around, I see Jacqueline standing right in front of me.
She reaches over my shoulder, brushing her fingers across my arm. "I'd love a drink," she says as she picks up a cherry from the glass with the fork. Standing in front of me, she plucks the cherry from the fork as she holds it by the stem. Twirling it around her tongue as I watch she says, "Thanks, Jason, I'm always up for a challenge." The look in her eyes tell me she isn't talking about cases in the courtroom anymore. She swallows the cherry and moves to the bar to fix a drink. She makes sure to brush up against as she moves past me.
The feeling of her against me is enough to drive me insane, leaning against the bar I watch her every move as she moves around me making her drink.
I ask her, "Are you going to make my drink?" And flash her a smile I know she’ll feet right on her clit just from looking at me.
I can tell she's struggling to keep her composure, she shakes her head and giggles to herself. Before she asks me what kind of drink do I want, I say, "I'd love to drink you, but I'll take a Vodka tonic." She locks her eyes on mine I can see the desire dancing in her eyes.
She moves and brings my glass in front of me I bring my hand to take the glass from her letting my fingers linger a little on her fingers as she moves them from the glass. Taking her glass and bringing it up to her lips she takes her tongue and runs it around the rim of the glass. Never breaking our eye contact. Our eyes can’t keep the lust we have for each other hidden. She moves closer to me, asking, "Do you want to taste me?"
Because she knows from experience that she is delicious. As she bites her bottom lip seductively I know Jacqueline is teasing me.
I wrap my arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me. I move and put my nose right up against her ear. I whisper and tell her, "I would love nothing more than to taste you." I can feel her body shiver hard as Jacqueline presses her pussy against my cock. She grinds slowly on me as she looks deep into my eyes before her tongue flicks across my lips.
I am stuck leaning against the bar her perfume is all I can smell right now. She throws her arms around my neck. I can’t help but watch her supple lips move as she tells me to kiss her.
I don’t hesitate to cover her mouth with mine, reaching back I put my glass on the surface of the bar. Ice is clinking as we press into each other hard against the bar. I grip her ass and start groping it as I feel her hands moving to the front of my slacks. I gasp as she gets a tight grip on my cock through my clothes. She is stroking it with her fingers are tongues are dancing around each other. I can feel her nipples poking through her silk blouse. My hands run up and down her thighs caressing them. I keep hiking her skirt up as I move closer to her honey pot my fingers glide over her panties pressing the fabric into her lips.
She gasps as my fingers keep playing over the fabric of her panties I can feel them getting wet against my fingers. The feeling of my fingers getting moist excites me. I turn her around and back up to the conference table, as we make contact with it I slide back to sit on the surface. Jacqueline, as if reading my mind, moves in between my legs and throws her leg over mine pulling herself onto my lap. She whips her hair back and forth as she grinds into me. I take her gorgeous breasts that have popped out of her tight low cut blouse into my hands. I juggle them back and forth, keeping them right in my face. I bury my face in between them drinking in her sweet scent and the heat of her skin on mine, lighting me on fire with raw need for her. She slides her hands over my shirt, pressing my shirt into my rock hard eight pack abs. Lifting my head up, I see her eyes flutter as the imprint of my chiseled chest is under her fingers.
She strokes my nipples hard tugging on them bringing the material of my shirt with it. She starts bouncing up and down on my lap. God, she feels and smells so good.
I'm trying to stay in co
ntrol of my lust, but she's making it very difficult to accomplish that goal. She pulls back and takes hold of my hand that was caressing her panties she slowly brings it up to her mouth and starts rubbing them on her lips. Using my fingers, she parts her lips and slides my fingers into her mouth. Her tongue twirls around them as they slide deeper into her mouth. Her tongue slides in between my fingers exploring every inch of them.
We finally break our embrace. I help Jacqueline smooth out her skirt and push her hair back into place behind her ear. She helps me fix my tie once we are somewhat put back together we move and stand together in front of the huge window it’s really dark now the lights are out in the building across the street we turn our gaze to the gorgeous stars in the night sky.
"Wow," I say, the words seeming to come out of my mouth in slow motion.
"To your desk, boss," Jacqueline says with a wicked smile.
I pretend like I’m not a hard enough to cut diamonds with my cock and that everything is normal. I go sit at my desk.
She sits in the chair across from my desk and there’s something wild in her eyes.
I start thinking about all the ways that I appreciate her and I find myself needing to like pour my heart out and shit, looking at her and wondering what she’s thinking.
I want to erase all her thoughts and make her come so hard she might black out. But I really do have to tell her just how taken aback I am by her.
32
Jacqueline
Being in Jason's office makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside. I love getting to spend this private time with him. I'm lounging on the leather couch he has in his vast range office. Of course, being a senior partner he has one of the best rooms in the building. Jason always has the best of the best. I used to come in, before I got promoted, and smell the masculine smell hanging on the air, and I would secretly wish that Jason would fuck me in here. In fact, I can't recall how many times that happened because the number was so many. I've wanted Jason for a long time, for many years. It's been so hard to work beside him when my loins were literally burning for him. Now, we're finally here, at this pinnacle in our relationship. It's all been building up to this moment for me. I'm finally able to be with Jason, and though I never imagined that two guys would be in the mix along with him, I'm happy to know he's finally mine. I feel as much ownership over him as he does over me. He's always been my boss and I've longed for him many nights. Now my dreams are coming true.
Jason is sitting across his large desk from me. He's scanning my body with his eyes.
"Jacqueline, you look amazing tonight. But, you always look amazing."
"Thanks, Jason."
"I'm proud of you not only for handling this case but for handling this tricky situation we've found ourselves in."
"Jason, you know that I care so much about you...Marcus and Xavier don’t change that."
"I know. And I'm not pressuring you, okay? I understand what you're going through and I'm not upset, Jacqueline, promise. I couldn’t really care less who else is in the picture as long as I have you."
"Oh Jason, thank you so much. That honestly makes me feel so much better." I can’t believe that my men seem to be okay with this whole sharing them. Like, really, I was surprised and you are, too, right? But it just makes sense how we all fit together.
And not just in the fun sex ways. Each of my men and I are very compatible and we complete each other, and I couldn’t give that up.
Jason’s words and my own thoughts comfort me, so I get up and go to big lap where I sit and like to be his for a moment and think about how I can be secure in the knowledge that I do have three, incredible, non-jealous men.
I love sitting on Jason’s lap, where I can snuggle into his neck and just breathe him in. He strokes my arm with one finger before allowing it to lead down to my skirt. He pulls it up a little and then pushes his finger deep inside of me. He knows how much I love to be fingered by his expert hands. Jason's always in control, and he knows just how to get me to purr.
"Oh Jason, I want you so much," I say gently into his ear as I bite down on it. I run my fingers through his hair and he keeps fingering me. He unburies my clit and gives it ample attention, making the waves of pleasure start to rise within me. He thumbs my clit and puts his other fingers deep inside of me, finding my G-spot. With both areas stimulated at once, I'm going wild. I arch my back against him and he knows how close I am to coming.
"You make me so fucking wet, Jason. I don't know how I waited so long to fuck you."
He moves his fingers harder, deep inside my pussy. "Because you’re a good girl, Jacqueline. A very good girl," Jason says.
His voice makes my whole body ache for him. I'm arching my back and grinding down on his lap, trying to find his erection to tame me. Finally, I feel it and I unzip his pants so that I can wrap my hands around his cock that has the girth of a soda can, I swear, and he’s going to fuck me with it.
Some women might run away from such a massive cock, but that’s more for me. So much more for me.
"Mmmm, Jason I want that giant cock, please, fuck me, please!" I remember those porn comments the boys made and I think, well, who needs porn when they make me say the filthiest things.
"No, not yet," Jason teases me.
Can you believe him?
He removes his fingers from me. Damn, I was so close to coming.
He shoves my head down to his lap where I quickly find his cock in my mouth and I'm satiated having it there. I'm bent over, basically bent in half at this point as I’m still on his lap and he continues to finger me so that we're both receiving pleasure. I like being all contorted like this and used so thoroughly. I feel like a fuck toy and I want to see where it leads.
I wrap my lips around his cock and slide it in and out as far as it will go because a good fuck toy is going to please her owner. This is never enough for him when I just play with it. He likes to slam it down my throat. I'm ready when he takes my hair and forces it deeper into my throat so I'm choking on it and I find it so damn hot. You know, it is sexy basically choosing his cock over breathing. Not that he’s going to actually cut off my air supply. I’ve got skills outside of the courtroom, and one of them is breathing through my nose.
"Yeah Jacqueline, just like that. Take my fucking cock down your throat."
And I want to, so I try to open my throat wider, but no matter how much I try I can never get it as deep as he does by moving his hips up and forcing even deeper.
"Oh, Jacqueline. Fuck. You like to suck on that don't you?"
I can't speak, so I look up at him with innocent, humble eyes. My innocent look gets him so horny.
"Oh yeah, take it down your throat, baby. Take it all in. You're fucking mine, remember that."
Mmmm, his words and the way he's fingering me so hard makes me want to come, but I can't because I need to feel his giant cock inside me to get there. It's all I want in the whole world right now and he knows it. He's teasing me with this blow job. He knows I want to be fucked hard. Harder than before. I want him to hold me down and tame my wild pussy. After all the times he’s fucked me, we basically have to keep upping the ante on what he does to me. I’ll never stop craving more of him.
"You want the boss's big dick, don't you honey? You've been wanting it for years." He's holding my hair, pumping in and out of my mouth. I'm getting so wet and I know I could do this all day.
"I want to cum down your throat so bad, Jacqueline. But I know you want it inside of you. Don't you? You want me to fuck your ass? Huh, sweetie? You want my big cock so bad that you want it in the ass?"
Fuck. Thinking of taking Jason's giant cock in my ass scares me for just a moment, but I do want it. Like the good kind of scary, only instead of riding a roller coaster I'm about to get fucked.
"Come on baby, get me nice and wet so I can slide my cock inside you."
I can't respond to any of it because he blocked my throat so much. All I can do is to keep trying to relax my throat to take him in deeper. I have to prepa
re myself for might come next. I’m so fucking horny and shaky just thinking about it that I might come right now, not that I’d be wasting anything. I just want to come with his cock buried deep in my ass.
I pull away even though his hand is pressing my head down for me.
"Mmm, I want to ride your giant cock right here. I need it so bad."
The satisfied look on his face is so gratifying. I almost enjoy it as much as I will actually having his giant cock up my ass. "Sure baby, whatever you want."
I pull his pants off and unbutton his shirt. Then, I get totally naked except for my heels. Jason loves when I leave them on. I know my figure looks fucking perfect and maybe he'll cum with my tits in his face. I ease myself down onto his massive cock, and I put him in my pussy first to get him creamy wet and ready to take my ass. "Yes, I want your cock. I want it right here, so I can have it in my ass, too." I move my hips up and down and find a steady motion on his cock that hits my G-spot and I'm riding him. He loves it. He loves to watch my tits bounce and I put them in his face and he sucks on them.
That knowing smile crosses his face and he just continues to suck at my nipples, which are so hard at this point.
I'm pumping and grinding and finding my rhythm. Time and space become one and I take this opportunity to just melt into it.
"God, Jason, yeah, I'm gonna come. I'm gonna come so hard around you. Fuuuuck!"
And, I do. I come so hard that I'm shaking.
I giggle, a little punch drunk on the aftershocks of my last orgasm. He helps me as I angle myself to put his cock in my ass. "I wasn’t actually trying to come just yet, but I got a little swept up, but no worries.
I press the head of his cock into my ass, feeling the creamy wetness of my cum all over his cock making the slick entry frictionless.
"Hold my back," I ask Jason, and I lean back so that I can pull my legs up.
He holds my back so that I don’t fall over before I can pipe his huge cock up my ass.
