I always felt that you needed to know when to divert from the plan, and when you had to be flexible and adaptable.
However, those qualities were all bad in his book.
“This case doesn’t feel good to me. I don’t trust Devon. Not one bit, Marc.” I shook my head.
Marc looked concerned. “You never take on a case you feel bad about. And Devon isn’t exactly our favorite person.” He knew Devon and their family. We’d all travelled in the same circles growing up.
“My dad’s on my ass, Marc. He doesn’t want to hear anything I have to say that’s not relevant to the case.”
“You know I’ll always support you. I admit, you have your moments but you’ve never done anything without reason.”
“My dad thinks I’m reckless, and doesn’t want me ruining the good name of Sullivan’s when he retires.” That was it.
Mom came back a few nights ago and we had a long, overdue conversation. She explained the situation the same way Preston had. She said my father was just making sure the company got taken care of. She didn’t like the idea, but she understood my father’s motives.
What neither had said, but was obvious, was that my father’s real worry was in me ruining the firms name.
“So that’s it, you’re suspicious and you’re just going to let that slide?”
“Yeah, I’ll do my job. Nothing more, nothing less.” Basics and process.
“Really?” Marc asked tilting his head to the side.
“I can’t do anything else.”
“Alex, it’s weird that so many investments went bust. It screams suspicious and Sullivan’s have a stake in it if something goes wrong.”
“I know.” I nodded.
Apart from representing someone who could be shady, my father being on the board of directors at Langdon Inc. wouldn’t be good for us as a firm if it was found that Devon was doing something illegal.
“Look at what happened at Ashfords. Everyone got dragged into that whole scandal. The innocent along with the guilty.”
I sighed and nodded remembering when that happened. It was really bad and a lot of trust was lost.
I would hate for anything like that to happen to us. It wouldn’t be the same thing because I knew my father wasn’t into fraud and theft, but what if Devon was.
At Ashfords there was hardly a member of the senior management that hadn’t had some part to play in the whole scam and scandal. That was why it left such a black mark in the whole legal and financial world.
There was more than eighteen months in the space between it all going down but I knew there were some firms who still wouldn’t take on former employees.
“I can’t go digging around, Marc. If there’s nothing to find I’ll just cause more upset and tension.”
“Well, maybe you can’t. But that doesn’t stop me.” Marc smirked.
I straightened up and chuckled. This felt like one of our little schemes we used to pull back in high school and college.
“My father will know I put you up to it.”
“Alex, you know I have my ways. No one has to know anything. Let me check it out. See what I find. If there’s nothing then there’s nothing to find. It may take a while though, so you’ll have to play nice.”
I didn’t know if having him do that was a good idea. I got the feeling that even if I found evidence of something my father would still shoot me down. What he didn’t like was the idea of me going out of my way to find fault, especially since what I was looking for wasn’t part of the case.
Honestly, the whole thing had worn me down and I just wanted to be done with it. Until then I had to put up and shut up. Two things that were against me.
I heard a tap at the door and I knew it was Summer. Immediately my spirits lifted.
“This sounds like my angel.” I smiled
Marc chuckled. “Cool.”
“Come in.” I called out.
She did and my heart stilled when I saw her.
I didn’t see her leave this morning so I didn’t get the chance to prep myself for the sexiness she displayed before us.
Before me.
Unlike the professional business wear she usually wore she had on a black vintage halter neck dress. It enunciated her delicious breasts showing off her deep cleavage and tapered out into a flair that danced about her thighs.
Her hair was down and looked stylish with the loose curls that graced the ends.
As if that wasn’t bad enough, she’d done that smoky thing with her eyes which made her eyes look bigger, sultry and seductive and she wore heels.
All the air left my body and I couldn’t remember what I was saying, or even if I was talking prior to her entrance.
I saw Marc’s eyes widen at the sight of her and the pair of us stared like two teenage boys hyped up on crazy hormones.
“Hi,” her voice cut into our stares.
Marc was my savior, he covertly moved his leg under the desk and kicked me breaking the trance that had charmed me.
“Hi. Summer, this is my best friend Marc.” Quickly, I got it together and regained some ounce of my brain.
“Hi Marc.” She smiled and came closer to shake his hand.
“Heard a lot about you. Great to meet you.” Marc answered in his normal way.
I smelled the sweetness of her perfume and had the urge to kiss her right here and now.
“You too.” She smiled at him sweetly then returned her gaze to me, meeting the heat of my gaze with her own. “I was wondering when you’d be going to lunch.”
It was lunch time, I didn’t even realize. I had a call to make and a few other things I had to do before a meeting later. “Maybe another hour or two.”
“Oh, that’s a shame I’m going now.”
It was the way she fixated on the syllables of now that held my attention. I was looking at her glossy lips and the swell of the breasts that I’d indulged on last night and I couldn’t think straight.
I wanted to tell her I’d gladly eat her but held back because of Marc, although he was used to me.
“Have a good lunch.” I heard myself say.
“Thanks, you too.” She gave me a little smile and Marc a curt nod.
I had the pleasure of watching her perfect ass as she walked out , saving the view to memory.
“Something is wrong with you.” Marc leaned forward and snapped his fingers in front of my face.
“What. What? What’d I do?”
“Dude, you must have lost it while I was away. She was trying to tell you she wanted to see you now. Even I got that part and I’m usually the clueless one.”
Fuck.
That was it, I’d had enough. No more thinking about work and the senior partnership shit. I needed a break from it. It was throwing me off my game.
How’d I miss that?
The dress, the shoes, the way Summer had come in here. It was for me.
Lust immediately filled me at the thought.
“I’m going.” I rose to my feet and was out the door before Marc could make another comment.
I moved under the thrall of the force that had always drawn me to her. It reached out to that wild taste of adventure that beckoned me to do whatever it willed.
That taste that made me give up whatever worry I had on my mind to fulfill that need.
I found her near my father’s office talking to Kayla.
Her angelic presence captivated me and lulled me into thinking of nothing else but having her, and making her mine.
It must have been the intensity of my stare that made her turn towards me as I approached.
Kayla looked at me too but I couldn’t spare the second it would take to say hi. I just took Summer’s hand and led her away.
I ushered her around the corner, away from everyone, into the janitors’ store room.
I made sure I locked the door with the key before closing the space between us, practically pouncing on her. I claimed her delicious lips with a savage, earth shattering kiss that made a shudder run
through me.
It was a brazen kiss that held nothing back, wild and filled with passion.
I couldn’t control my greed to possess her, to have her, be inside her.
And her…
God, I noticed straightaway how badly she wanted me.
Her kisses were hard and searching, searing against my lips.
My hands couldn’t work fast enough to pull at her clothes. She felt like coming home, tasted like a rare, delicacy that kept you coming back for more.
As our lips crashed together I cupped her face bringing her closer, tasting the sweetness of her hot wet mouth when she opened for me.
She reached up with her delicate hands and touched my face, but I swear I felt the touch inside my soul.
I moved back with her into the wall pressing her against it.
My hands ran over her gorgeous breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples that drove me wild with need and wild with desire.
I squeezed her softly eliciting a moan that I felt from her chest to mine.
I just managed to loosen the strap holding the dress together at her neck when she moved away.
“No, come back, angel.” I caught her arm and pulled her back. She giggled making me smile.
“Alex, we’re in the store room. We can’t do anything in here. People will hear us.”
“I don’t care, we could be outside. I still wouldn’t care.”
I didn’t, not one bit.
Desperation and need fueled me. I wanted her to be mine again, and I wanted her now. I cupped her face and brought her back to me for a kiss.
I then picked her up and moved further into the room. She wrapped her smooth legs around my waist.
Delicate fingers ran through my hair bringing warmth to my scalp as her fingertips brushed against my skin.
I pressed her up against the wall and moved away from her lips, wanting to see her face, and the pleasure filled look on it.
There it was, along with the whole package of her, just for me.
I took in the ethereal vision of her, committing this image of her to my memory. The wildness in her ruffled hair, glistening against the sunshine, dress exposing her breasts heaving in that silky black bra and riding up her thighs, desire in her eyes.
It filled me with raw passion.
“Tell me you want me.” I wanted to hear her say it. I wanted to know if she felt that magnetic life-force that pulsed between us, that drove me to this insane attraction to her.
“You know I do.” She answered through soft pants.
“Tell me.” I’d always told her, so she knew. I wanted to know too.
I lowered her to the ground giving her the chance to reach up and she smoothed her hand over my cheek. She gave me one of her sweet smiles and spoke the words I was eager to hear.
“I want you, Alex. I want you in all the ways a woman wants a man.”
Unexpected elation surged through me and I took her again kissing her.
She tried to talk again but I silenced her by running my hands across her thighs, straight up to the entrance of her slick opening to feel that she was soaked. My fingers there made her knees buckle, throwing her off balance, but I caught her.
I wanted to taste her but if I did I knew I wouldn’t last. My cock was already straining against my pants and I didn’t want to embarrass myself by finishing before we’d began. I’d been hard since last night, and I’d gone past that point of controlling myself.
Everything was beyond control.
Chapter 20
Summer
When Alex kissed me the world faded into a mass of nothingness.
That wicked, devilish smile lifted the corners of his mouth now. It weakened me as he claimed my lips once more, teasing my tongue with his, exploring my mouth , his hands wondering all over me.
God, could anything feel better than his kiss and his touch?
He had the ability to make me feel instant pleasure without doing very much.
His lips felt like fire on mine, scorching me and sending a blast of heat that sizzled every nerve in my body.
We kissed each other with raw hunger, tearing away at each other’s clothes until I stood before him in my little black thong and he was just in his pants.
Ripples of muscles tensed a my touch feeling more solid and hard.
When I woke up this morning, I felt excited at the thought of being with him. It was all I could think about. I hadn’t felt that kind of excitement in years and I decided that I had to push all the bad things that had happened to me right to the back of my mind.
Whatever it was I felt for Alex spoke directly to my emotions and engaged my soul.
Being with him had never felt wrong even when I’d just met him.
It always felt right.
It felt like living.
“I need you now, angel.” He groaned against a kiss he placed on my neck. “Want to suit me up?”
My ears were already ringing, but now I had to contend with the drumming of my pounding heart.
I nodded, trying not to look too eager at the chance to touch him.
He reached into his back pocket and handed me a condom packet. Magnum extra-large.
I took it, then ventured to the zipper to his pants. Once I slid that down the pants drifted down his legs revealing Calvin Kline boxers.
The sight of him stole my breath away, and the tattoos just served to make him look truly delicious.
I looked at the boxers and felt my heart flutter signaling that it was at least still working. I decided on taking the condom out first, then moved the soft cotton fabric down his waist, down his hips, away until his massive cock jutted free of restriction.
The boxers drifted down his legs and he stepped out of them.
The wicked smile on his face returned when I took hold of his length and rolled the condom down from the tip to the base of his shaft.
He reached out and played with my nipples, rolling them between his fingers and making me wetter.
“Ready to go.”
“Yes.” I answered giving him a little smile.
He turned me to face the wall and ran his fingers down my spine as he positioned me.
“Hold on tight baby.”
I tensed when he moved the side of my thong away and pressed the fat head of his cock against my core. Then slowly he made his way inside me. One inch at a time until I felt full of him, full of passion, full of what I wanted.
What I craved.
I wasn’t sure which gripped me more. That or the way that my whole body tingled from the arousal that seized it.
I gasped and reached for the edge of the wall where it curved into the corner. It felt like someone had lit a haze of fire around me, around us, but instead of being burned from the flame it was a burning of intense pleasure.
The walls of his chest hardened as he slid in deeper making him buried to the hilt. A deep growl rumbled into my ear and his hot, sexy breath caressed the skin on my neck.
More pleasure filled me when he wrapped his arm around me and placed one had over my breasts so he could squeeze me. The other hand ran down the flat surface of my stomach and back down to my waist. That was all he did but I came right there moaning into a needy orgasm. I was vaguely aware that we were in the cupboard, so I tried my best to keep my voice low.
“Scream if you want to baby. Right now is about us. No one and nothing else matters.” His voice was rough but at the same time soothing and tempting. Alluring.
My body responded to him, obeyed his touch, obeyed his words.
I thought he was all the way in, but a deeper thrust confirmed he wasn’t previously. That thrust was a direct hit to my g-spot.
I couldn’t control the cry that fell from my lips as pure pleasure took hold of me.
“That’s it, baby.” He whispered into my ear.
I contracted around him and tried to steady my breathing as he started moving his hips and pumping slowly.
Each thrust flicking the flames of passion over me.
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Faster and deeper he went until I felt lost in us, and the sensation that washed over me.
In those moments I felt like I was his. I felt like I was with someone who wanted me, who desired me and I didn’t have to be anyone else besides myself.
I could just be Summer with this man. Being me was enough for him, because that was what he wanted.
Me.
His movements grew even faster, and deeper fueling me to several levels beyond reality. Beyond the line of what was real. I’d never felt like this before. I thought the first time we spent together was an experience I’d always remember but this was it. It was more than words could describe because I didn’t just feel the pleasure in my body. I felt it in my soul.
His grip tightened as he started pounding into me, he seemed to have lost his own sense of control as did I, and suddenly we moved together as if that primal attraction that connected us had evolved into raw need. His grip on me was almost painful, but I took it and just when I thought I’d collapse he paused for a second, slid out of me so that he could turn me to face him.
“I want to see your face.” He groaned, his handsome face filled with need.
I couldn’t answer. I was void of thought and words.
He plunged in again lifting my legs around his hips and holding me closer so that I wouldn’t slam into the wall.
Mindless ecstasy gripped me as he started moving inside me again, his length searing and stretching me in this position which felt more intimate.
“Alex.” I cried, my head falling back as his relentless thrusts rammed into me with feral need and hunger.
When I caught my breath I managed to focus back on him, my eyes meeting his locking in the prison of desire.
Suddenly, the woman who fought to break free inside me from all the pain, heartache and misery emerged. She emerged and I immersed myself fully in the enjoyment of him.
Suddenly, I too didn’t care where we were.
Body to body, mouth to mouth, we moved together trapped in ecstatic bliss.
He pistoned harder, his shaft slicking in and out and I met his strokes eagerly fueled by my own passion.
We were completely lost in each other by the time a supernova of an orgasm took hold of both of us. Every muscle tensed, his breath rumbled as he crossed the point of release, my body paralyzed by pleasure.
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