I had a plan though, it was a dark and vicious plan and I couldn’t let Jennifer in on it. I was sure she would not help me if she knew anything about the details. Instead, I needed to manipulate her into agreeing to everything that was ahead for us.
My whole view of Roberto had changed since his release and I didn’t want anything to do with him anymore. I wanted to go back to my normal life of defending celebrities and teaching at the university. The money was good, the events were fantastic and I could have all the women I wanted. Although, I had grown fond of Jennifer and would be happy to keep her around for awhile.
Roberto wasn’t going to walk back into that jail cell willingly though, he would flee to Russia at the first sign that he wasn’t going to get acquitted at his retrial.
Jennifer didn’t know the whole story and I couldn’t tell her, but I had taken a lot of money from Roberto to get him out of prison permanently. Roberto and I went back farther than I cared to admit to anyone. But if I couldn’t keep my promise, Roberto would take it out on me by ruining my life, or taking possibly even taking my life.
The other issue I had was that Roberto had developed a preference for Jennifer and appeared to want to hurt me by taking her from me. I wasn’t going to let that happen. There was no way I could allow him to touch her at all. She was mine and that was the end of it.
As we walked up to the door of a potential witness in the Calvertino case, I was happy that Jennifer was by my side. What had started out as random sex with a beautiful girl had developed into the perfect pairing of professor and law student. She had questions for people that I never even imagined. I was lucky to have her around.
“I’m going to let you do most of the talking with Mrs. Anderson. She was pretty skittish when I called her and I don’t want to intimidate her,” I said as I knocked on the front door.
Mrs. Anderson was one of the prime witnesses in Calvertino’s first trial. She was the one who identified him in a line-up and her testimony had been instrumental in getting him convicted. For this new trial, I needed to poke holes in her story or at least make her think she might not remember things as clearly.
“Hello, Mrs. Anderson. I’m Ryan King and this is Jennifer Roy, we would like to ask you some questions about the Roberto Calvertino case.”
Her face instantly turned very pale and she started to look up and down the street. She was visibly paranoid and no longer focused on me or Jennifer.
“What do you need?” She asked.
“We would just like to come in and ask you a few questions,” Jennifer said.
Jennifer smiled and seemed so much more approachable than I did. Mrs. Anderson opened her door and let us into her living room to discuss the case.
I let Jennifer walk into the room first; any chance I could get to look at that ass was well worth it. My body reacted, as usual and I decided I needed her.
It was something that happened to me every time I was around Jennifer, my body just could not deny the lust I had for her. As the interview dragged on, I found it difficult to pay attention to anything except my plans to be inside of her as soon as possible.
As soon as we finished the interview I brought her to a nearby hotel. I needed to talk to her about the possibility that our phones were tapped and probably even my car, briefcase or other personal belongings. I didn’t want her to accidently say something that would piss of Roberto. But more than that I needed to be inside of her. She had developed into some sort of addiction to my body and I had to have her.
I also needed to fuck her brains out and didn’t want to be interrupted by Roberto and his kinky fetishes. I had enough of my own fetishes and didn’t need him getting in the way of what I had going with Jennifer.
Jennifer
“Mrs. Anderson, we would just like to go over your testimony from the hearing,” I said as we started to talk to Patricia Anderson.
She was one of a few people who had actually testified against Roberto Calvertino and for our case we had to see if we could poke holes in her story. We shouldn’t have been able to find her and she certainly shouldn’t have agreed to talk with us, yet there we were in her living room.
Mrs. Anderson was nervous. She clearly believed she was being watched and I couldn’t counter that opinion. Since her testimony over five years before, Mrs. Anderson had moved over a dozen times. She had lost her youngest son in a mysterious car accident and her husband had died from a work accident. Things for Mrs. Anderson had not gone well since the Roberto Calvertino court case.
It was entirely possible she had only agreed to meet with us out of fear that Calvertino was behind the meeting. Although, we were not specifically filling him in on any of our interviews; it was possible he knew about Mrs. Anderson.
“Is he out?” she whispered to me before I could ask questions.
I looked at Ryan and he shook his head yes. The woman started to shake and I could tell she was visibly afraid. Although, we were Roberto’s attorneys and had come to get information that we could use to help him. I instantly felt bad for the woman. Roberto Calvertino’s men had probably been behind the deaths of her loved ones and wouldn’t likely be happy if she testified again at the second hearing.
“I didn’t see anything that day. I must have been confused. I’m an old lady you know, we get confused. I have two daughters that I love dearly. Please tell him that.”
Mrs. Anderson’s hands shook as she looked at me and Ryan.
“Mrs. Anderson, it’s alright. You can just tell us what really happened that day,” I said as I tried to be reassuring.
“That’s what happened.”
“Mrs. Anderson, is there anything we can do to help you?”
Ryan said out of concern for her. She was genuinely shaking and visibly terrified.
The woman just looked at Ryan and then at me and shook her head no. She clearly didn’t trust anything we had to say, and probably shouldn’t. It sounded like Roberto’s men had terrorized her over the last five years and she didn’t want to suffer any more losses.
“I’m sorry we bothered you,” Ryan said as he stood up and walked toward her front door.
“Thank you for your time,” I added.
As we walked to Ryan’s car, I heard the woman collapse and cry out. Her cries could be heard all the way from the street as we started to drive away.
I felt myself tear up at the thought of the torture she had been through over the last five years. This poor woman had just tried to do the right thing and get a bad guy off the street and she had received the ultimate punishment for her good deed.
“Ryan, we have to figure this out, we with never win the court case like this,” I said.
When I looked at Ryan, he had his finger up to his lips and he shook his head back and forth as if to tell me to be quiet. I looked at him confused; I couldn’t understand why he wanted me to be quiet when we were just driving in the car.
“I need you right now,” Ryan said as he pulled into a hotel parking lot.
“Um, in the parking lot? No way, it’s daytime.”
“Let’s get a room. We can spend the rest of the night there together. I need to have you.”
Something was off about the way he said he needed me, it felt like he was acting or something. But I agreed and followed him into the hotel. Neither of us had a bag packed and I felt like it looked highly suspicious that Ryan and I were checking in without baggage.
I probably looked like his mistress or something. He was about 14 years older than me and dressed much more sophisticated than I did. I tried my best not to make eye contact with the front desk clerk.
***
The second the hotel room door was opened, Ryan pulled me into the room and started to strip my clothes off. He threw them all over by the window and then proceeded to take his own clothes off as well.
He leaned down and gently kissed me as he guided me from the main room into the bathroom. Our lips stayed locked together the whole time. My heart fluttered at his sudden desire and gen
tleness. I loved to be around him when he was like this, it made me want to be around him more and more.
“Get in the shower. I’m going to fuck you,” Ryan said as he turned the shower on and then pulled me close to him.
“Oh, you are?” I teased.
He had gone from sweet and gentle to demanding to fuck me all in the span of about 30 seconds. Something was definitely going on with Ryan.
He closed the bathroom door and leaned in close to me and whispered in my ear.
“I’m sorry. I think Roberto has my things bugged,” Ryan whispered.
We stood naked in the bathroom with both of us speaking as quietly as we could but so we could hear each other over the shower.
“Oh no, Why would he do that?”
“He doesn’t trust me anymore. I know you are going to hate me when I tell you this, but that day I brought you with me to his prison cell was to see if he liked you. I was supposed to get him a young girl to fuck when he got released.”
I just stood there and stared at him. Was he saying what it sounded like he was saying? Because it sounded like he had been trying to fix me up with a convicted murderer.
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that day at the club I was really there to pick up a girl for him. He had specific things he wanted and I thought I could find it for him. I’m sorry Jennifer. I really am. I thought I could win him over if I introduced him to you.”
“What a minute, you mean this whole time you were basically trying to pimp me out to him?” I said in a louder than whispering voice.
Ryan reached over and covered my mouth with his hand.
“Listen to me, please. That was the original plan, but when you showed up as my intern, I changed my mind. I wanted to keep you for myself. I just had to show you to him to close the deal and then I was just going to find him another girl before he was released.”
I tried to pull away from him, but his naked muscles held onto me firmly. He wasn’t forceful. Instead he wanted me to stay there so he could explain himself. I didn’t need to hear any more.
I pulled away.
“You mean this whole time this was all some game between you and Roberto? I actually felt bad for you and getting wrapped up with him. I actually liked you, Ryan.”
“Jennifer, it’s not as bad as it seems. He’s a powerful man; he has me by the balls. If I don’t do what he says I’m going to lose everything.”
“I don’t care if he has your balls down his throat, this was pretty shit.”
“I’m sorry. I just didn’t want to lose it all.”
“I don’t give a fuck what you lose.”
I tried to be angry with Ryan, genuinely I wanted to scream and yell at him and storm out of that bathroom. The problem I was having was that we were both standing there naked.
He stood there, naked with his cock erect as he tried to explain his situation. It was impossible to concentrate. All I could think about was all the times we had been together; I knew in my heart he wanted me. You couldn’t fake the kind of passion we had together. What I didn’t know was how much he and Roberto had been playing each other.
“Jennifer, come here.”
Ryan reached his hand out and waited for me to put my hand there. I stood there for a minute and just let him leave his hand in the air, waiting for me. When I finally reached out for him, he pulled my naked body up to his and wrapped his arms around me in a hug.
“I’m sorry; I didn’t know this would happen. I didn’t know.”
“How can I ever trust you?”
“You shouldn’t trust me,” he said with a deep seductive look in his eyes.
Ryan was being honest; I could tell he didn’t want me to trust him. He didn’t want me to believe anything he had to say. Somewhere in all of this I felt like he wanted me to give up and just run away. I felt like he wanted to protect me from the horror that was Ryan King.
Ryan's hands pulled my face up from his chest so I looked at him. There was deep sorrow in his eyes. Again, his apology appeared so genuine that I couldn’t ignore it. I was still mad at him, beyond mad, but for that moment I would have to forget about those thoughts.
His sincerity seeped through his lips to mine as he kissed me passionately. He was there with me. His mind, his body, all of him was there in the moment. He wasn’t trying to put on a show for me. Ryan wasn’t trying o proved he could make me cum, he was just there; kissing me and making me feel like I was the only person in the world.
He lifted me up onto the counter and I shivered as my skin touched the cold hard stone. I wanted him so bad at that moment. It was the first time I felt like I genuinely needed him. Not just a lust for his body, but a genuine need to have him in my life.
Of course, I was still pissed off at him, but I felt like there was much more about Roberto Calvertino than Ryan was telling me.
Ryan was a billionaire; he didn’t need to work another day in his life. Something dark was going on between the two of them, something so dark that Ryan was only willing to tell me a small portion of the story.
Even if Roberto was blackmailing Ryan, there had to be more. I felt it deep down. There had to be more between the two of them that had Ryan feeling obliged to do whatever Roberto told him to. I had come to know Ryan very well and he didn’t bow down to anyone, the idea that he had let Roberto Calvertino control him over a few million dollars was ridiculous.
Slowly his lips moved down my body and explored every inch of my chest. I arched in ecstasy as he pulled my nipple hard. I felt out of control when I was around Ryan, like nothing else in the world mattered.
“I’ll do anything you want. Forgive me,” he whispered.
I smiled and let my hands move their way through his hair. I would have to hold onto that offer for something really special. I certainly would love to have Ryan be at my beck and call.
He picked me up and brought me back out to the large king size bed. As he laid me down I looked around the room. I wondered if Calvertino did have a bug in Ryan’s phone or even mine. Or perhaps he bugged Ryan’s briefcase or my purse. I didn’t know. The technology had gotten so hi-tech there was no way to really know if he had bugged us.
“Make love to me,” I whispered in Ryan’s ear as he climbed on top of me.
I felt his warm skin as it moved against mine. He electrified me; just being next to him was enough to send my nerve endings into overdrive. So having him on top of me made it hard for me to calm myself down. I felt the wetness build between my legs as I longed to feel him slide inside of me.
His hands moved gently along the side of my body as he traced his way up and down from my hip to my neck. I closed my eyes and relished the soft touch of his fingers on me.
I felt him spread me open as he moved in closer to me and then slid tight inside of me. Slowly he moved with me and I felt the perfection of his muscles as we timed each thrust just perfectly.
“Open your eyes,” he whispered as he continued to thrust inside of me.
I did as he asked and looked at him.
There was something different like a mask had been peeled away and I was making love to the real Ryan for the very first time. This Ryan had emotions and cared about me. This Ryan didn’t just want to fuck me and hear me scream. The Ryan that was on top of me, this was the one I wanted all of the time.
I had to figure out a way to keep this Ryan around.
***
After school, the next day Ryan and I went back to his house. As much as we both wanted to avoid Roberto, we couldn’t just disappear. He was probably already very suspicious since we had been gone overnight.
Ryan walked into the house and I stayed a few steps behind. Only a few steps after walking in the door, Ryan held his finger up to his mouth to motion for me to not make a sound.
I heard Roberto in the other room and he sounded like he was on a phone call. His voice was raised and it sent shivers down my spine to hear how he talked.
“Just kill her, I have no need to play these ga
mes,” Roberto said coldly.
Ryan reached behind me and slammed the front door. He grabbed my hand and we started to walk up the stairs, but Calvertino hung up his phone call and came out of the study to the entryway.
“Where have you two been?” He demanded.
I just looked at Ryan and did not answer. I could feel my heart pounding out of my chest and I held onto Ryan’s hand as tight as possible as I waited for Ryan to answer the questions. I certainly wasn’t going to tell Roberto where we had been or what we were doing.
“Fucking in a hotel room,” Ryan said.
My eyes got huge as I looked at Ryan and then back at Roberto. I couldn’t believe he had just told him exactly what we had been doing.
He pulled on my hand to bring me up the stairs, but then I felt a tug on my other arm. I stopped dead in my tracks. Roberto held onto one of my hands and Ryan had the other. Neither man let go, I was stuck.
I was frozen between the two men and felt a weird surge of excitement. Roberto looked at me with unfulfilled desire while Ryan looked pass me to Roberto with a piercing look for him to let go of me.
“Well don’t rush off, let’s have some dinner,” Roberto said.
Calvertino wasn’t the kind of man that you refused, so Ryan and I made our way back down the stairs. We followed him into the dining room where dinner was already on the table.
Calvertino pulled a chair out for me and I looked at Ryan, but then sat down in the chair across from me. I could feel my heart as it pounded like it would actually jump out of my body at any moment. Calvertino let his hand gently rub my neck as he looked at Ryan and waited for him to object.
Ryan sat right across from me and didn’t say a thing.
I desperately looked at him for guidance. I didn’t know how I should behave around Roberto anymore. If he had bugged our things, then he knew I didn’t really like him much. I had talked about it with Ryan on several occasions.
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