by Jamie Knight
I’m surprised by his response. I was expecting Jake to tell me I should have done more to help Gemma. Like actually give a more critical look at the contract she made or drop the quid pro quo.
“You really think so?”
“Yeah.”
Jake is acting like it’s the most obvious thing ever. But now that I know about her mother, I wonder if I could have done more. Maybe Gemma wants more than just money thrown at her. She seemed really gung-ho about that deal she’d written up herself. I could have done something more in line with that. Maybe she’d have said yes if that was a part of the deal.
But no! I’ve never worked so hard to get a woman. I’m getting too soft. Simple lust shouldn’t be enough to change everything about myself. I think kissing her has gone to my brain… and maybe my heart as well.
The feisty girl just seemed to want it so much when I touched her. She pulled me into her body. But she also felt a little inexperienced. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was a virgin.
Maybe it’s for the best that she refused me.
A knock at the door takes me away from my thoughts.
“Come in.”
The door opens to reveal Maggie. Maneuvering quickly, she rolls in.
“I hope I’m not interrupting. I just wanted to thank you again for the cat poster. I love it so much. It makes me smile every time I see it.”
I smile at her. “Of course. It really was no problem.”
She clasps her hands together. “I can’t wait for you guys to meet Mr. Kitty. I’ll start bringing him in next week. I told my brother’s family they could have him during the day this week, and I didn’t want to take him away from the kids early. You guys are going to love him. He’s so friendly.”
“I’m excited, but Jake here is really excited.” Jake gives me a look that means stop, but I have no intention to. “He goes crazy over cats. I’ve got a few videos that he probably wishes I didn’t.”
“Yeah?” Maggie smiles.
“Yeah, if you want to see a couple.” I start to reach for my phone, but Jake stops me.
“Okay,” my brother holds up his hands. “I think we should let Maggie get back to work. We don’t want to distract her too long.”
I laugh. “Another time then.”
After Maggie backs out, Jake narrows his eyes at me. “You said you deleted those.”
“I lied,” I shrug, stuffing my cell phone back into my desk.
Seeing Maggie reminded me that I am a good person. I’m not always in things for myself. I can be nice for the sake of being nice. And Maggie isn’t the only person I’ve helped. I just conveniently forgot that fact when I feel down about myself. I know what it’s like to need help, but there’s no one there to give it. It’s why I want to be a positive part of the world now.
“You know what, Jake. I want you to call Cecil Coding and tell Cecil to continue dealing with Samuels & Samuels for the time being. It makes more sense anyway since that’s been their law firm for so long.”
Little brother raises an eyebrow at me. “Yeah, right. You’re trying to help out Gemma. I thought you didn’t want any strings attached. Isn’t the whole point of having a pet to stay out of her life unless it involves the bedroom.”
I’m not in the mood to think up some kind of excuse, so I tell the truth. “What can I say? You caught me,” I shrug. “Now just go do it. It’s not going to hurt us.”
“Whatever you say.” Jake heads for the door. Before walking out, he turns towards me and does a half-hearted salute. “Boss.” And then he’s gone. But I’m sure he’s out there doing what I asked. Jake is pretty kindhearted too.
I’m about to get started actually working when my phone rings.
“Yes.”
“Mr. Davies, there’s a Gemma Samuels on line one for you.”
Gemma? Did she reconsider?
“Yes, put her through. Thank you.”
I get up to close my door. This might not be a conversation I need the office hearing. The phone starts ringing. I pick it up and hear Gemma’s voice.
“Daniel?”
“Hi, Gemma. To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“Um, I guess, I’ve reconsidered the negative position I took yesterday.”
I can feel my body starting to heat up. “Reconsidered?”
“Yeah, reconsidered.”
I doubt Jake was able to place the call to Cecil that quickly, and even if he did, there’s no way Cecil relayed the news to Gemma yet. She must have come to this decision without other outside influences.
I should have known she would come around, I think to myself. They always do. But there’s something about Gemma. She’s making me doubt myself but also bringing some newfound excitement to this whole thing. I’ve never felt this for any other woman before.
“So, do you want to talk business?”
“I guess we should. Is this something that…” Gemma trails off. I can tell she wants to exercise some control, but since this is something she doesn’t know much about, she can’t. It’s up to me to guide her.
“I’ll come to your office after hours. You’ll be in something sexy. Choose whatever you think will get me excited.”
“Excited?”
“Excited to undress you.”
In all honesty, it doesn’t matter what she’s wearing, I’d be ready to rip any and all clothes off of Gemma. She has a powerful effect on me — something I don’t need her knowing just yet.
“Oh, my goodness!” The shock in her voice rings through. It’s funny, but I know not to laugh. I don’t want her angrily backing out now.
“I did tell you that you would have to fulfill my requests. It’s all a part of the deal.”
She goes quiet, the sound of her gentle breathing is the only thing coming through the phone. I can imagine her pacing back and forth, her teeth biting her bottom lip with great ferocity. I’m sure once the surprise of the situation wears off, Gemma will be just as excited as I am.
“Okay, I’ll be ready.”
I hold in my sigh of relief. “Good. I’ll see you in a couple of hours, then.”
“Mmhm.” Her voice has gone up an octave.
I’m sure she’ll be ready by the time I get to her office. She’s the one who reached out, so that’s enough to tell me Gemma wants this too.
“See you this evening.” I hang up the phone and lean back in my chair.
I’m kind of surprised Gemma got back to me. I wasn’t expecting my push to have Cecil work with her would convince her entirely, I just wanted to show Gemma that I’m not a selfish asshole. She clearly has an unfavorable opinion of me from whatever. Probably tabloids and idle gossip. I’ve always ignored that stuff, and now I’ve got to convince Gemma I’m not that person.
But I’m sure after a few orgasms, she’ll realize I’m very giving.
Chapter Fifteen - Gemma
Oh, Jesus Christ, I think to myself as I hang up the phone. Daniel’s going to be here in a couple of hours. What have I gotten myself into? He wants me all sexy. I’m not sure if I can do sexy. I have some time but not enough to do much. I’m going to have to work with what I’ve got.
Shit! I just remembered Angela is still here. I doubt she’s going to stay after hours. She’s barely here a full day as it is, but it would be great if she left early today. I think some time by myself could be beneficial.
“Angela!”
She doesn’t answer. She’s probably watching some video on YouTube.
I get up from my desk and head to the back. “Angela?” She’s at a desk, looking at her phone with more focus then I’ve ever seen her apply to her work. “Angela!”
She jumps in her seat. Clearly, I have scared her a little, but I wasn’t sure how else to get her attention.
“Oh, Gemma. Sorry, it was just a super interesting video.”
“No worries. I just wanted to let you know you can go home if you want. There’s not much going on, and I’m sure you have a lot to do with your new apartment.”
“Really?” She’s already getting her stuff together, so I know she’s taking my recommendation.
“Yeah. I’d rather we be productive than just be in the office.”
“Oh, thanks! I’ll see you tomorrow!”
She’s out the door in less than a minute. Angela is really fascinating. I don’t know if we’d ever be close friends, but she’s not boring, that’s for sure.
I go back to my desk and plop down in my chair. I can’t show Daniel that I’m freaking out. That will give him the upper hand. I need to figure out what I’m going to bargain with once he gets here. Now that I know the rules, I can find ways to make them work in my favor.
***
The clock hits five. I locked the door, so no one random walks in. It would be kind of embarrassing for a potential client or anyone to pop in and see me in my underwear. I think I would die right on the spot.
I don’t think what I’m wearing is particularly sexy. It’s just my usual bra and high-waisted panty. They don’t even match. I hope Daniel can appreciate that I was under a bit of a time crunch.
I can’t believe I’m doing this. Waiting around for a man to come a fuck me. I’ve been pacing back and forth since I stripped. I’ve been waffling between going through with this crazy plan or telling Daniel that I can’t do this. The biggest thing keeping me from dropping out is the fact that this is my last chance to save the firm. I’m so close,
There’s also the tiny fact that I’m not totally opposed to losing my virginity to Daniel Davies. After getting over the sheer shock of the whole thing, I started to feel excited. I can still remember how his kiss felt. There was a lot of passion there. It scared me a little. I don’t want to get any feelings for this guy. All those tingles were probably just my body doing a happy dance because someone was finally touching me—that wasn’t me. I’ve been ready to have my cherry popped for a while now.
There’s a knock at the door that brings me back into reality. I go over and open the door, being careful not to reveal myself to anyone in the outside world.
“Gemma.”
Daniel steps into my office, and I quickly close the door behind him. Fuck, he’s so gorgeous. My pussy starts dripping, thinking about having him on top of me. His hips thrusting, pushing his dick in and out of me.
“You look nice.”
“Huh?”
I must have been staring at him like an idiot. I made this whole plan of attack, and it’s going straight out the window because of a handsome face and a great body.
“Oh, this is just what I was already wearing. I didn’t have time to get much else.”
I feel like he’s just saying that. I look like I always do, which is regular.
Daniel walks around my office, looking around. I don’t know what he expects to find. Nothing has changed since he was last here.
“So, are we going to…” I don’t want to come off as desperate. Since Daniel has all the money, he has too much of the upper hand. The main things I have control of are my emotions.
“You’re about to take the bar soon, right?”
“Uh, yeah,” I shrug. I wasn’t expecting this line of questioning, but I guess if Daniel’s going to be giving me all this money, he’ll want to know a bit about my life.
“Have you been studying?” He takes his jacket off and hangs it on a chair.
“I, um…” I’m just confused now. Why would he care?
“Let’s say a man’s car is struck by a train. A big part of his lawsuit is whether or not the train sounded its whistle because the crossing was unguarded. A local resident is brought in to testify that the train has sounded its whistle for the past twenty years that she’s lived there, but she wasn’t there that night. Is her testimony admissible?”
“I’m sorry?”
That sounds like a practice question from the exam. Why would Davies be asking me that? I thought we were going to discuss this deal. What does the bar exam have to do with anything?
“Is her testimony admissible in court?”
“Yes, to show a consistent pattern of behavior, but why are you asking me that?” Daniel takes a seat in my chair and waves me over. I get close, so we’re almost toe to toe. “What are you doing?”
“I thought we could play a little game.”
“What kind of game?”
Instead of answering, Daniel grabs my hands and pulls me onto his lap. “You’re going to answer some questions. If I’m going to bankroll this firm, I need to make sure that you know your stuff.”
I want to say a few choice words to him, but I’m so distracted by the fact that his body is between my legs. My stomach is doing all kinds of flips. Daniel still has a hold on my wrist, and I’m worried I might start shaking.
“Yeah, okay.” I nod.
“Since you got that last one right, I’m going to reward you.” He brings his mouth to my shoulder, lightly running his lips along it. “Your skin’s very soft,” he mumbles against my shoulder.
“Thank you.”
“A state wants to reduce public school costs, so they pass a law saying any kid who hasn’t lived in their state for a year can’t go to public school. Anything wrong with that?”
He’s still kissing me, muddling my thoughts. I bring my arms up and rest them on his shoulders. It feels so weird touching him, almost like I shouldn’t be, but it also feels just right.
“Um, yeah, the state can’t do that,” I manage to spit out.
I get the courage to dig my fingers into his hair, tangling them in his dark brown tresses. I want to see every last inch of his big, muscular body, but there isn’t much I can do from my position on his lap. Daniel isn’t allowing me a lot of movement with the way he’s holding me.
“Which amendment,” he mumbles.
“What?”
He brings his head up and looks directly into my eyes. “Which amendment does it violate?”
“It violates the, uh…”
While I’m trying to think, Daniel slips my bra strap off and then slides his hand into the cup. He pinches my nipple, rolling it between his thumb and pointer finger. I know I know the answer, but I honestly cannot focus on anything except for the hand on my breast.
“Do you know the answer?”
“I do, I do,” I swallow. “It’s the four –”
He decides to bite my shoulder just then, cutting me off and causing me to yip. It doesn’t sound at all like a sexy sound to me, but Daniel growls, which I think is a good thing.
“What was that?”
“It’s the four…”
His tongue darts out, licking where he just bit. I can’t get the words out. I just want him to stop teasing me and actually do something.
“Four is wrong. The answer is fourteenth. I’m going to have to punish you a little.”
He spanks me! Right on my ass.
“Ah!” It was so unexpected that I lift a little, but it felt kind of good. “What was –”
“You got it wrong. I had to punish you.”
“I was going to say fourteenth, but you kept… distracting me. I couldn’t concentrate.” I cross my arms over my chest, all pouty. I shouldn’t care what Daniel thinks about my performance, but something about him thinking I got a question wrong when I knew the right answer is annoying me.
“The bar exam is high pressure. I’m just trying to give you a similar experience.”
“I highly doubt someone’s going to be biting my shoulder while I’m trying to answer questions about torts.”
He’s just doing this to get a rise out of me. Admittedly, it’s working. We’re already arguing—or I’m getting snippy with him, but it’s not the same thing!
Dan chuckles. “That’s why I said ‘similar environment’ not the same. It’s all about the tension.”
Right then, he grabs my ass and squeezes it. It pushes me further into his lap, and I feel the massive bulge in his pants. I’m not the only one feeling the pressure it would seem.
“Fine. You may continue.”
D
aniel chuckles but doesn’t say anything. He’s probably thinking about how he’s the one in control. All I’m maintaining is an illusion.
He continues to ask me questions. He must have looked up sample MBE’s because I’ve seen some of these on the practice BARs I’ve taken. The fact that he had to spend time preparing for tonight makes me feel better about my position.
I get most of the questions right because I’m a good student, but Daniel works hard to trip me up, and every so often, he succeeds. My ass stings a little, but I kind of like it, not that I’d let him know.
I want him to just get to the main event of the evening, but I guess he has some kind of process or whatever.
“You did a pretty good job.”
“Well, I’m not an idiot, so…”
I don’t know why I keep being sassy. I’m not mad at him or anything, but I just want to bite back any time he says something. I’m not usually like this, but Daniel brings something out of me.
“Why don’t you turn around?” he requests, ignoring my slight.
I change my position in his lap, so now my back is to his front. Daniel runs his finger along my collarbone, leaving a trail of sensations. He’s so good at knowing what button to push. We haven’t even slept together, and he’s got me all tied up in knots. Once we actually have sex, I’ll be able to calm down.
His finger starts to go lower, running down the middle of my body, traveling over my breast, across my stomach until he reaches the hem of my panties.
“Are you wet, Gemma?”
“What?”
My face heats up as if I’m not sprawled all over this man. Of course, I’m wet. My pussy is practically dripping on the floor, but he doesn’t have to be so upfront about it.
“Are you wet?”
“I –” I stutter, trying to find the words to say. It’s just like last time when he surprised me with that kiss. Daniel keeps knocking me for a loop, but it’s better if I play the game. So, I bite my lip and look into his eyes. “You could check.”