THE HOT lawyer's

Part 8

Lisa

I pulled into my garage and turned off the car, the purring of the engine coming to an immediate halt. If I hadn't needed to shift, my fingers would have been inside Jennie's pussy the entire drive. She looked fucking gorgeous against my red leather seat. Those beautiful, long legs were crossed, but soon, they were going to be wrapped around me, her tits bouncing like when we'd gone over a bump.

"Get over here," I said when she attempted to get out.

I just needed a quick taste.

As she leaned in, I stuck out my tongue, and her lips immediately surrounded me, sucking it into her mouth. I gripped the back of her head, holding her against me as we kissed, her tropical scent even stronger now that we were this close.

I grabbed her nipple, brushing my thumb across it, adding more pressure as I rolled the tip between my fingers, listening to her moan louder with each pass.

"You should feel how wet I am now," she whispered, our mouths barely separated.

The way her body responded to me was such a fucking turn-on.

"You're teasing me again, Jennie." The thought of sinking into that snug, warm pussy made me bark, "Get out of the car."

I met her by the trunk and held the small of her back as I led her inside and down the hallway into the main living space.

"My God, Lisa," she said the moment I turned on the lights. "Your house is absolutely stunning."

As she tilted her head back, looking at the beams that spanned across the tall ceiling, I kissed up to her ear and across the other side of her neck.

"Your lips," she groaned, fisting my hair from the roots, "are lethal."

I traced the tops of her tits. "So is your pussy." I lifted her into the air and set her ass on the island in the kitchen, spreading her legs wide enough to fit in between. "I'd offer you a margarita, but I'd have to pause what I'm about to do to you, and I don't think I can."

I pulled her tank top over her head, exposing those perfect tits, and drew one of her nipples into my mouth. "Mmm." I tugged on the hardness. "I could suck on these all night."

I licked the edge, circling the rim, flicking the tip back and forth before gently scraping my teeth across it.

"Oh fuck." She pulled my hair even harder, her ass moving against the counter as though she were on top of me.

I massaged her thighs and over to her hips. "Someone needs my cock."

"Now, you're teasing me."

I moved to her other tit, instantly biting down on the base of her nipple, flicking the front with the end of my tongue.

"Oh God, I can't take it." I felt the moan rock through her body. "Lisa, I need you."

She tore at my belt and ripped at my shirt, pulling most of the clothing from my body. Buttons popped off as she yanked at them, the plastic pinging as it hit the floor, followed by the sound of my shirt and pants as they dropped. I slid out of my shoes and socks, my boxer briefs the only thing left.

"This body ..." She felt across my chest and abs. "I can't get over it."

"It's a good thing you showed up to the bar tonight."

"Why?"

"Because you wouldn't have gotten it if you hadn't been there."

I peeled the leather down her legs, stopping at her heels, appreciating their spikes before I removed them, and she sat, naked before me.