THE HOT lawyer's

Part 13

Jennie

Lisa's brothers might have chosen to come to this bar, but there was no question in my mind that she had known I was going to be here. She could have easily convinced them to go to a different place—there were thousands just like this one in LA—but she hadn't.

Her stare had told me why.

Her eyes devouring me from the moment they landed on mine.

Leaving her alone with Nancy had been too much fun. I'd thought she'd last longer than a few minutes with her, but by the time I made it back to the group, she was already sitting with her brothers on the other side of the room.

Anytime I glanced in her direction, her focus was on me.

And now, it was following me to the dance floor.

After three margaritas, I was ready to shake my butt, the girls joining me out here. The music pounded through my body, the tequila making every part of me want to groove. We were all dancing together, feeling the rhythm, our arms linked to twirl, our hips grinding.

I didn't know if it was all the booze or the pumping music or the fact that I was basking in Lisa's gaze, but I was having the best time. So much so that it killed me when all the drinks had kicked in and I had to excuse myself to run off to the ladies' room.

I finished up in the stall and came out to wash my hands, looking at myself in the mirror hanging above the sink. There was a thin line of sweat over my lip, and my waves needed some taming.

I patted my face dry with a paper towel and ran my fingers through my hair. Even though there weren't any cameras filming tonight, I still added a little more lip gloss, and I smoothed the liner under my eyes. Once I finished, I tossed the napkin and headed for the door.

I wasn't more than a few paces down the hallway when I was forced to stop, a pair of hands clenching my hips, a rock-hard body preventing me from taking another step.

"Lisa ..."

"You've been teasing me all night, Jennie."

A heat moved through me as her hands circled down to my ass.

"That wasn't my intention."

"No?" Her lips parted as she looked at me, a hunger taking over her face, more animalistic than it had been earlier. "Isn't that why you went to the restroom ... so I would follow you?"

I laughed instead of answering, and she gripped me tighter.

"Should I punish you for all this teasing and for leaving me with your friend?"

"You wouldn't do that."

She cupped my chin. "You don't know me at all."

Before I could utter a word, I was suddenly in the air, and she was moving me as though I weighed nothing. Seconds later, my feet were placed on the ground, my back now against the wall, her body extremely close to mine.

"Do I eat your pussy until you come on my face?" She paused, grazing her lips across my cheek. "Do I feed you my cock, having you suck me dry?"

I was no longer breathing.

My heart was pounding through my chest.

Wetness was forming between my legs.

My lips opened automatically as her neared, waiting for her to kiss me.

"Maybe I should make the decision for you." Her hands moved to my neck, tilting my head back, aiming my mouth toward her. "First, I need to know if you're under any obligation to return to your costars, or can I take you out of here?"