10 Commandments

by Angel, Dark

  "Hello Xavier," he says looking up from his computer screen.

  "I take a seat in the brown leather chair in front of his desk.

  "What's wrong Xavier? You look worried. Surely you aren’t concerned about taking on this law firm. I've dealt with them before, they’re tough but not invincible. Besides juries love to convict assholes like Crane; it's in the bag."

  "I'm worried it might not be," I say, my fingers slipping over the flash drive in my pocket.

  "Why?" Wolff asks as he’s looking at the computer screen unconcerned.

  "I might have found something on the security footage," I say.

  Wolff looks at me and though he’s trying to play it cool. I can see the concern in his eyes. "What did you find?" he asks.

  "There's a glitch and it’s possible someone deleted part of the footage," I say.

  He’s silent for moment. "Their cameras are probably just old.” Old cameras in that building. Who does he think he’s kidding. "When does this happen?" he asks.

  "After Crane leaves."

  "Well then it's after the murder so fuck it, it's not relevant to the case."

  "Not relevant," I start to argue, " any questions about our evidence are relevant."

  "Xavier I don't think I need to remind you how big this case is. This could make your career as a prosecutor or break it. Don't get caught up in details that don't matter."

  He stands up and I know that's my cue that the discussion is over for Wolff . But I know it's not over for me, not by a longshot. I stand and walk to the door.

  "Xavier, do you have the footage on you?"

  "No," I say without missing a beat." It's on my desk."

  "Make sure you return it to evidence."

  "Of course."

  I go back to my office and slip the flash drive into my computer. I copy the footage before returning it to evidence. I don't care what Wolff says I'm going to dig a little deeper. This could be nothing, but my gut tells me it isn't. Wolff's nervous and a man like Wolff only gets nervous when he has something to lose.

  I wonder if I should text Jackie. If this is something that could help Crane she needs to know. I also know my relationship with Jackie could get the whole damned case tossed out. If anybody finds out I'm involved with her it could ruin both of us. I take out my phone and look up Jackie's number. That's my trouble with Jackie there's always something about her that makes me want to do the right thing even if it's probably stupid as hell.

  Jason

  I pace the conference room floor as I watch Marcus and Jacqueline leaning over her laptop scrutinizing the security footage of Damian Cain. Marcus was a good choice; he makes a great addition to the team. Well, actually I’m focused on Jacqueline. I can't keep my eyes off her for some reason. Maybe it's because in moments like this when I find her most beautiful. The fire of intensity lights up her gorgeous blue eyes as she studies a case looking for a chink in her opponent's armor. God, I want her, but right now I have to focus on the case. If we can get an acquittal our firm will have more business than we can handle. Every playboy heir and trust fund princess in the city will want us on retainer. We’re in demand now but the Cain case can make us legendary if we win.

  I go over and stand behind them Jacqueline and Marcus. I rest my hand light on her shoulder feeling the heat of her body through the fabric. I know both of them are the best at what they do. If Cain stays out of our way, we can win this.

  "Anything?" I ask.

  "Well so far we have Emily and Damian going into the building and they look every bit the couple in love." Jacqueline says as she pauses the video. The screen freezes on the faces of Damian and Emma staring into each other’s eyes. "Look at how they're looking at each other. I can't believe he could look at her like that and then a few hours later kill her." Jacqueline’s got that fire in her eyes that tells me she thinks she’s found the angle she’s going to work to make Cain likeable. Everybody loves a bad boy with a heart of gold.

  I nod my head. "I agree whether he admits it to us or not, and we're going to have to convince him to admit it, Cain looks like a man in love," I say. I should know. On the screen Cain’s looking at Emma exactly the way I was looking at Jacqueline just a second ago. The same way I see Marcus looking at her now. There's something irresistible about a confident woman who takes no prisoners, and clearly I’m not the only man who thinks so.

  I force my mind back to the footage. "Let's keep looking," I say.

  Jacqueline plays the footage and we watch as various other residents and visitors come and go but nobody who looks suspicious. I notice a dark-haired girl going into the lobby she's got her face buried in cell phone but she's dressed like your typical college student. I know there aren't many students living in that building. The only students who can afford it have trust fund babies. I wonder if she knew Emma, they seem about the same age it’s possible. I reach around Jaqueline shoulders and stop the footage. "Do we know who she is?"

  Marcus flips through a stack of papers lying on the table. "Meagan Scott," he says looking at the papers. "She was a friend of Emma’s. I've got the transcript of her interrogation. She was friends with Emma. Confirmed that Emma had been seeing Damian for a few months. Emma was telling her things were getting serious between the two of them." Marcus flips through the transcript. "She lives in the building too."

  "Really. Rich family?" I ask.

  "No," Marcus says and I can tell from his tone we’re on the same page.

  "Does she have a boyfriend?"

  "We don’t know," Marcus says, "but by this time tomorrow we’re going to know exactly how Meagan is paying is the bills."

  "She's the one who found the body and called the police." Jacqueline adds. "We definitely need to have a talk with her ourselves, or maybe you do Marcus." Jacqueline smiles "Maybe use your masculine wiles on her."

  "I always get results but then you know that don't you," Marcus replies.

  I watch the color creep up Jacqueline's cleavage at his words. I love seeing her get turned on and still maintain her composure. I lean over and press play again letting my breath ghost across the back of neck. I savor her shiver.

  "What else Jacqueline? Focus," I say my lips brushing her ear. She watches the footage intently but see her legs pressing together underneath the table as her eyes remain focused on the screen. "What was that?" Jacqueline says suddenly. Her exclamation catches Marcus and myself by surprise.

  "Where?" I ask focusing on the footage on the screen.

  "There," she says, "right there. Look at that. The footage jumps like there's something missing"

  "Are you sure it's not a defect in this copy?" I remind her.

  Jacqueline's phone vibrates, she picks it up. I watch her face as she reads. She looks up at us. "It's not a mistake, Xavier saw it too. There's something wrong with the footage," she continues excitedly. "The prosecution's whole case hinges on the fact that Cain was the last person with Emma; all we have to do is prove he wasn't and prove that someone tried to hide that. They’ll be finished."

  "The big bad Wolff’s winning streak just might be over," Marcus says.

  "This is exactly why I made you partner, Jacqueline," I say smiling at her. "You take no prisoners and you play to win. I can't wait to see you destroy Wolff."

  "I know how much you like to watch Jason," Jacqueline says giving me a wicked grin that makes the blood rush in my veins.

  "Oh, you know I like to do more than that," I say, turning her chair to face me.

  "Damn, I think we all to drink," Jacqueline says with a laugh.

  Jacqueline

  We're in the conference room having just found some new evidence. This is a major move forward for us considering how slow the case has gone and how we've been lagging behind in court. Damian's behavior hasn't helped matters, but that doesn't convict him. Finally, we may have proof of something else. The real murderer. Jason, Marcus, and I are so excited and we decided to celebrate...well, sorta me because the instant we all got excited, I guess my
slutty alcoholic tendencies got the best of me.

  Can I blame the room? No, not the super hot men I want to fuck me. See, the conference room is very luxe so that the firm can discuss big matters with clients in here. There's a huge, long table and we're each set up at it. Luckily there's a bar in here too for moments like these when people need to celebrate.

  And I mean that’s basically setting me up to fuck, or get fucked, right?

  The security footage clearly shows a break in time and with that, we might be able to uncover the truth and to prove Cains's innocence.

  "Jason, what are we having?" I ask.

  "Something dark...and strong," Marcus says, and then he looks at me. "Like me."

  "Ooooh," I joke. "You're getting me all heated up."

  Even though he really is. Every moment I spend with Marcus is heated, including this one. Plus, Jason's here and that makes this all the better, I want to have each of them and I hope this celebration leads to something more intimate.

  Jason opens a bottle of rum and makes us rum and cokes. The drink is strong and that's just what I need after a long day like today. I feel like taking my jacket off to get more comfortable, and I do. I also kick my heels off. I might as well get really comfortable. After all, this firm is like my second home. I spend so much time here. As I kick back and relax, I can feel Jason and Marcus's eyes on me. They both want some of what I have to offer I guess. From the second I remove my jacket they were on me like bees to honey.

  "Jacqueline," Jason says. "You're so fucking gorgeous."

  "Isn't she?" Marcus agrees. "It's like perfection staring right at me. I could take you right here."

  And they look at each with knowing glances before coming over to me. Jason plants a kiss on my lips, while Marcus sets about undressing me.

  Fuck yes, this is really happening. I suck down my drink to take the edge off and to get me ready to receive two men. This is going to be amazing.

  "You taste so good," Marcus says. "I think I'd like to taste more of you."

  He loves to go down on me. He gets to his knees and pulls my hips forward on the chair I'm sitting on. He peels off my tight skirt to reveal my thong underwear and he removes that too.

  "Fuck Marcus, right here?"

  "Yes here, of course here. Why not?"

  "What about Jason?"

  "Trust me," Jason says. "I'm right here." He comes behind me and kisses me while Marcus goes down on me.

  Marcus is so good with his tongue and I love knowing how much this is turning him on. I'm moaning into Jason's mouth, wishing his cock was in my mouth instead of just his tongue. But damn is he a good kisser.

  Marcus is going all out on my pussy and I know I'm gonna come. Jason pulls off my top and

  my bare breasts are exposed. I haven't been wearing a bra much lately, what's the point? Jason's mouth is on mine and he's pinching and pulling my nipples with force. I can tell he wants more but Marcus is going to town.

  "Oh God!" I scream, knowing we're the only ones in the building this late into the evening. "Oh Marcus, fuck, I'm going to come."

  He sucks hard on my clit and swirls his tongue around and I gush cum into his mouth.

  He's almost laughing as he comes up for air, so pleased with himself. Shit. My body is so warm and primed. I'm ready for some giant cock.

  Jason's ready too. "Get on the table," he orders.

  "Yes, boss," I tease as I climb on.

  "It won't be funny in a minute."

  Damn. He's in a serious mood. He removes his clothes, and Marcus does the same, so we're just three naked lawyers in an office. Jason climbs on top of me and his heavy body is pressing me down on the table. He's so heavy. And it feels so good to be possessed under his weight, unable to move.

  He slowly inserts his giant cock into me. First, just the tip and that makes me moan in pleasure. I love the feeling of Jason's cock. It's so fucking big that just the tip gets me turned on. Then he increases his motion and he's really pumping into me. The thought of his huge cock pounding into my little pussy makes me mad for him. I love to think of Jason as my boss, taking advantage. Even though he's technically not in charge of me at work, he's definitely in charge here.

  "Jason, oh yes, yeah," I say, having attempted to start a sentence being totally unable to at the feel of his enormous cock stealing away my breath and my thoughts. I'm loving the feeling of him inside me. Jason is special, and I try to absorb every last bit of him. I find my time with him precious since we're both always so busy and having him fuck me at work is such a blessing.

  I can see Marcus watching us too, as he sips on his drink, though he has a dark look in his eyes, I like the feeling of him watching me fuck Jason. A part of me hopes he's jealous or at least that he plans on punishing me for being with another guy. This naughty part of me wants to pit them against each other, but they never fall for the bait. Everything seems cordial between them, but they each want their time with me for sure. I have so many feelings running through my body at once. I'm wanting Jason to fuck me like a boss, but I also want Marcus in on it.

  I realize that while the naughty play, in my head, is fun, I'm glad that they don’t seem to mind sharing me, which is good, because I could never choose. Not between either of them, and not between them and Xavier.

  Marcus puts down his drink and he comes over to me, stretched out on the table. He kisses me while Jason pounds his cock deep inside of me. Jason can last forever, so I have no idea when he'll be done. But the feel of his cock stroking into my G-spot over and over again has me ready to squirt my pleasure out on him.

  To Jason, I am all there is. I know he'll never give up until he has me fully. He doesn't care about obstacles or other men, he only cares about me. This makes me feel like I can trust Jason. I can give him my all, my entire being, and he will never mistreat me. He wants me all to himself, but it doesn’t keep him from sharing. I don’t know how this all works, but it just does!

  Marcus doesn’t seem to mind sharing much either and slides his huge cock into my mouth while Jason's still fucking me. This makes me scream and quiver, the feeling of two hot guys fucking me at the same time.

  I can see the smile cross Jason's mouth because he knows how hot I am for this, and he can tell I'm about to cum. He bends my legs back further and presses his cock deeper into my body, over and over again.

  Marcus is pounding his cock in my mouth down my throat so I'm breathing hard through my nose, trying to scream out in glorious pleasure.

  They both turn it up and fuck me hard at the same time until Jason can feel my muscles clamping down upon him.

  "She's going to come," Jason says.

  This makes Marcus move faster and then Jason does too. God, I'm getting fucked so hard from all angles and the thought of it so hot and hard to contain. Marcus twists my nipple and that one move puts all of my sensations into overdrive and I come hard around Jason's dick and he comes into me at the exact same time. Marcus pulls his cock out of my mouth to spray cum all over my tits.

  I cry out in pleasure as Jason plunges his fingers inside my pussy that is wet with both of our cum to take me over my limit one more time before I've completely recovered from the last orgasm. It takes about two seconds for me to come again, another explosion firing off in my body.

  He pulls his fingers out and sucks my cum off of them, then he drops down over me like he’s going to kiss my lips and I’m desperate for whatever comes next, but he dips lower.

  My heart is racing as I feel Jason’s tongue start to work its way up and down my neck. My rock hard nipples are pointing straight into the air. As I feel Marcus breathing on my lips it sends a shudder through my body, making me gasp loudly. I can feel Jason’s mouth making their way across my breasts licking and kissing the curve of my supple breast. Slowly making his way towards my nipples, pulling them into his mouth one at a time. Marcus insists on teasing me flicking his tongue across my lips before he parts them and pulls my stiff clit into his mouth.

  Rolling it around
in his mouth I bite down on my lip trying to keep my composure. These two running their hands and tongues across my body is driving me crazy. Jason’s hands caress my breasts as he keeps sucking on my nipples. I arch my back into him, trying to wiggle my hips into Marcus’s mouth. As he starts to tease me by darting his tongue in and out of my pussy. I feel his fingers running across my lips to hold them open. His giving his tongue more access to my pussy. I thrust my hips into his mouth as hard as I can, pressing my clit against his mouth, desperate for the release I need. The feeling of my clit pressed all over his mouth in this animalistic, lust-driven way makes me absolutely melt with desire.

  With my clit in his mouth, I can feel him speeding up the pace of his tongue. His keeps licking my nipples as he lifts my ass up off the table, running his tongue down to my ass and licking around it getting it all moist, making shiver at his tongue’s invasion. I keep a hard arch in my back as I lunge towards his face wrapping my legs around his neck. While I’m keeping a tight grip on his neck, Jason pushes my breasts together and pulls both of my nipples at once into his mouth. They rub against each other as he fondles them with his tongue.

  Marcus slides his tongue deep into my ass as he lets his fingers traipse across my pussy. It's aching to be touched and played with. His fingers slowly part my pussy lips, sliding his fingers deeper inside me. The feeling of both of their mouths on my body is enough to overload my senses with all the raw desire firing off in all my nerve endings.

  Jason lets his fingers trace the curve of my neck, and I melt from his simple but so erotic touch. I can't believe these two dominant males want to please me. It doesn’t feel real to me but I choose to live in the moment.

  I'm jerked back to reality, but a very pleasant one, as I feel Jason cover his mouth with mine as his tongue parts my lips and pushes its way into my mouth. I eventually get over the shock and find the rhythm and my tongue starts to dance around his pushing back and forth from one mouth to the other.