All In: Playing the Fool (Gambling With Love) (17 page)

I was on my knees under Joe's desk, his cock in my mouth, when someone knocked on his door.

"I'm going to tell them to come in and you're not to stop. Hear me?" he asked, gripping a fistful of my hair. I nodded, unable to believe he was this freaking crazy. At the same time, I was really turned on by it.

"Come in," he said. I went still when I heard the door open.

"Hey, Joe," I heard a man's voice, one of the other younger attorneys in the firm. I think his name was Chad, and he did family law or divorces.

"What's up, Chad?" Joe asked, not sounding winded at all when he confirmed the guest’s identity. I had work to do, so I licked rings around the head of his cock, once, then twice, around and around.

"My client's wife got a restraining order against him, after calling the police last night and telling them he hit her. She's just trying to get a bigger settlement."

"Ah," Joe responded, sounding choked up for a second. "So, he's, uh, sitting in jail right now?" Joe asked. His breath whooshed out when I suctioned my lips around his swollen head and sucked, hard and constant. I tasted his salty arousal and ran my tongue over his slit again and again while I kept up the suction.

"Yeah, there's a mandatory twenty-four hours for assault on a female charges, right?" Chad asked.

"
Yes
," Joe moaned, cupping my head to him. "I mean yeah. Nothing he can do until time's,
uh-uh-
up."

Now I was starting to make him lose his composure. I leaned forward to take him deeper into my mouth, and knocked my head on the top of his fucking desk. Joe sucked in a breath as his knuckles tapped out a beat on the desk's surface. "I can….go-
ohh
…I can go see him later today. If you want. But I've got...
oh shit
…a lot to do right now.
God
…there's so,
sooo
much to do," he groaned. His voice was very strained, pressing my head forward and keeping it there with him filling my mouth. His hips began pumping slightly forward, probably unnoticeable to Chad.

"Okay, I'll email you his name and information," Chad said.

"Great, thanks," Joe said quickly. Then both of his hands were in my hair before the door closed, holding my head in place as he came down my throat with a shudder and a curse.

"Shit, Lacy. I think blowjobs are better with bystanders. God, that was amazing. So fucking good," Joe said, rolling his chair back so I could stand up. Once I was on my feet he pulled me up onto his lap to kiss me, so that I was straddling him in my skirt.

"Oh, one other thing ..." Chad said when he pushed the door open again. Joe and I both froze like deer on a highway, about to be creamed by a Mack truck.

After a moment of silence I finally glanced over my shoulder. Chad looked about as frozen as we were.

"I told you I had shit to do right now," Joe joked, to break the awkward silence.

I wasn't sure if I should stand up or not. If I stood up, he'd see Joe's unzipped pants down around his hips, not to mention his cock out. If I stayed here, well…this was awkward.

"I can ah, see that now. I'll come back later."

"No, you're fine. What's up?" Joe asked like I wasn't at the moment straddling him, both of his hands palming my ass, in plain sight.

"How do you expect me to remember when you're both sitting there like...
that
?" Chad asked and then laughed.

"I think I'll head back to my office now," I said, deciding Joe could deal with the embarrassment of being seen with his pants down more than I could staying where I was.

I stood up, straightened my skirt and then marched passed Chad, avoiding eye contact at all costs. Great, now I really was going to be a called the office slut. My dad will be so proud.

When I got back to my desk I checked my phone on the charger beside my computer, and noticed I had a text from Will. He asked if I had plans tonight and if not, if I wanted to do some community service hours with him. I did need to do some, since last night was my night to go and I'd spent it with Joe.

I typed in a quick affirmative response and then tried to do some actual legal work.

...

Will

I got to Safe Haven around seven Tuesday night and Lacy's Mercedes was already parked out front. The security guard let me through the last checkpoint and then I headed for Jules's office.

"Hey, sis," I said when I found her at her desk.

"Hey. Lacy's helping in the kitchen tonight if you want to join her."

I groaned, dreading the kitchen. I hated washing dishes more than anything in the world. "Alright, see ya later," I told her, and then I headed for the dining hall.

No matter how many times I visited I still couldn't get over how huge this place was. There were kids in the main front room hanging out like usual, and a few others in the halls. I couldn't imagine what they were going through, being here without their parents.

Growing up, Jules and I had taken our family for granted, assuming all households were like ours, Dylan's, Tyler's and Caleb's. We were just the lucky ones. Which reminded me of Lacy's childhood. I tried to think about how different my life would be if my dad cheated on my mom and then basically abandoned us. I'd probably feel like we weren't enough to make him happy if he could just up and leave us like that. Then Lacy dated a guy for a year who was doing the same thing to her, which probably had her wondering why she wasn't enough to keep him from straying too. The man was an idiot, both of them.             

I felt like I was finally figuring her out, getting underneath the surface to what's really going on in her beautiful mind. I needed to show her that I'd never cheat on her, and that she's more than enough for me. If she'd let me, I had no doubt she'd be my everything.

At least with that understanding the idea of sharing her with other men didn't seem quite as hard to deal with. She'd never had anyone to stick around and let her be whoever she wanted to be, or do whatever she wanted without running out on her. I was determined to stay with her, to show her that even if she wanted other men, I wasn't going anywhere. She couldn't do anything to drive me away. My ego would just have to take the hit and get the hell over it.

I found her in the dining room holding a stack of dirty dishes. Wearing an apron and a hairnet over her blonde ponytail she was still gorgeous. I waved at her when she looked up and saw me, then headed for the back to check in with Rosy, the kitchen manager, to see what she needed me to do.

"How's it going, Rosy?" I asked the plump, motherly woman who was standing at the counter wrapping foil over leftovers. She was a damn good cook, even better than my mom, and I would know since I eat dinner with Jules and Dylan here usually once a week.

"Will! You here to work off a few more community service hours?" she asked with a wink.

"Yeah. Whatcha need me to do tonight?"

"Tomorrow's one of the girl's birthdays so I need forty-eight cupcakes. You game?"

I nodded. "I think even someone as cooking-challenged as I am can handle cupcakes."

"Good, I want to go put my feet up and watch my Tuesday night shows. Lacy's going to come help you once she finishes clearing out the dining room."

"Ah, we don't have to wash dishes do we?" I asked hopefully.

"If you'd load the dishwasher before you leave that'd be great."

"Sure, no problem. See ya' Rosy."

I went to the counter where she'd thankfully left me a recipe. Reading over it I started looking through the cabinets, pulling out all the ingredients. I'd just rounded everything up when Lacy came in.

"Watching a man cook is really hot," she said, coming to stand beside me with her hip resting on the counter.

"Seeing a woman in an apron and hairnet is really hot too," I told her. She scoffed and smacked my chest.

"Rosy made me, and you should have yours on."

"She didn't mention it to me, so...hell no," I laughed.

"Do you need any help?" she asked.

"Ah, yeah. If my sister knew I was using the oven here she'd have a fit. I have a tendency to burn shit, so you're responsible for making sure I don't burn this place down or light the cupcakes early."

"I can do that," she laughed.

Together we measured out flour, sugar, and all the other ingredients, used the mixer to blend it (making only a small mess), then stuck the first two pans in the ovens. We set the timer for twenty minutes instead of the called for twenty-two, just to make sure they didn't overcook.

"So, how's work going this week?" I asked Lacy, since I hadn't talked to her.

She looked away, and I was pretty sure she blushed. "Oh you know, same old criminals getting into trouble. Jess left yesterday for the beach with Tyler, taking a vacation from their kids, so I've been trying to keep Joe from missing anything on the calendar and getting all his clients called back. He's pretty slack, though, when he gets back from court every day, so it's not easy to keep him on track."

"Is he making any progress with, what was her name? Katie?"

She laughed and ran her fingers through her hair. "I'm pretty sure she bitches at him because she likes him. We ran into her yesterday at lunch and she was trying to act all standoffish, but I think it's only to hide how much she wants him."

"Well, that's good, I guess."

"Yeah. What about you? What've you been up to?"

"Well," I started. "Since I'm off the firms account they've been filling up my days with emergency service calls. That means I go from business to business dealing with incompetent assholes who don't know how to reboot their own servers."

"That doesn't sound too bad. At least not the part where you get to drive around all day."

I shrugged. "It's just easy, mindless work. So much so that now I'm even considering taking Dylan up on his offer to be Daughtry Brewing's IT administrator."

"Wow…that sounds like a pretty good opportunity."

"Maybe." I didn't want him to give me the job because we were friends, but I was pretty sure he honestly thought I'd be the best person for the job. All I lacked was the senior level experience, but I could do what all of our seniors at the office could do…probably more, since they'd been out of school for so long.

"Have you had any luck with your job search?" I asked, dreading her answer. I didn't want her up and moving away to take a job in another city or state.

"I haven't really been looking. I was sort of waiting to get my community service done and the charge dismissed. Then I'll apply for a few jobs and hope they overlook the blemish on my criminal record while the expunction gets filed."

"Still working on your article about this place?" I asked.

"Yeah, actually. I worked on it some Sunday afternoon and it's coming along. I'm going to ask Jules and Dylan for a few pictures, and then I'll start submitting it to some networks and news sites."

"I'm sure it'll be great."

"I could use a few extra eyes to proof it when I finish, if you want to read through it maybe?" she asked.

"Sure, I'd be glad too."

"Great, thanks," she said, then looked down at her shoes during the pause in conversation.

"So what are you doing after you finish up here?" I asked her.

"I, ah, nothing. Why?"

"My apartment complex has a pool if you want to come over?" 

"Yeah, that sounds fun. But I won't be able to stay late since I've got to work in the morning."

"Don't worry. I won't keep you out too late, Cinderella," I joked. She smiled then leaned forward, brushing her lips over mine.

"I don't mind staying out a little late," she said when she pulled away.

I knew what she meant, but I wasn't going to sleep with her. I had a plan and it didn't involve getting into her pants. Any guy could do that. I was going to get to know her and show her I wanted more from her. And maybe holding out on her would make her want me more. It's usually true what they say, you always want what you can't have. My cock was going to be super pissed, but I had a feeling Lacy would make it up to us both. Eventually.  

Lacy

I was sitting in the hot tub with Will, trying to figure out why he wasn't molesting me. I was wearing a skimpy red bikini that barely covered anything, and he was sitting across from me in the darkness, looking completely unaffected.

"So, what was college like?" Will asked.

"Well, lots of parties of course, most of which I didn't attend. I studied a lot, had a few internships, and went out with my friends to local clubs or bars once in a while…but other than that I just kept to myself. During my last year I didn't date at all because of Zack, either because we were together or because I was heartbroken from seeing him in the pages of a tabloid with a different woman each week. All while he was confusing me, telling me he wanted me, and wasn't screwing anyone else, even though he was. He was a really good liar."

"Maybe he did want you but he just wasn't ready to give up screwing other women on the side yet," Will suggested. I was suddenly struck but how familiar that sounded.

"Oh my God. I'm becoming Zack," I muttered.

"Not that I want you to go back to him, but it's possible that he wasn't lying about caring about you. Maybe he just didn't want to leave the other women alone."

I was starting to see how that could happen. I wanted to be with Will, but at this point and time in my life I couldn't just stop what Joe and I were doing. Hell, I was going over to his house after I left Will's tonight, regardless of whether or not Will and I ended up screwing. Stupid, but better than going to Kylie's I figured. No, I knew why I was going to Joe's. I wanted what only he offered right now.  

"Maybe you're right," I said.

"Lacy, it's okay if you're not ready to settle down with just one person. There's nothing wrong with that, especially since you're being honest about it. That's the difference between you and Zack. It sounds like he was keeping the women on the side from you instead of admitting it."

Oh shit. I needed to tell Will about what I was doing with Joe. He said he was okay with me seeing other people, but saying that hypothetically and then having to own up to it were two different things. Joe was right, Will wouldn't understand what was going on between Joe and I. Hell, I didn't understand. I just knew it was easy and effortless to be with him, and it felt intoxicating when we were together. But it was just great sex. I knew that. Joe knew that. Will…I don't think he'd believe it.

And on the other hand, the idea of being with just one man long term scared the shit out of me. He'd cheat on me, whoever he ended up being, because that's what all men eventually do. I hated the feeling of panic I felt at the idea of never being able to trust another person not to hurt me. I trusted Joe only because he can't hurt me, and I can't hurt him, since neither of us have feelings for the other. Joe was just becoming a really good friend that I fucked.

"I should probably be going before it gets much later," I told Will.

"Okay. When can I see you again?" he asked with a smile.

"How about community service again Thursday?" I asked.

"Sure. I'll be there."

"What do you have planned for Friday?" I asked.

He raised an eyebrow. "Nothing. Why? You want a repeat of last weekend?"

"Yes, please."

He laughed and rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. "Okay. Ask Joe."

"Alright, I will. See you Thursday," I told him, as I climbed out of the hot tub and wrapped my towel around me.

Not even waiting to change or dry off, I got into my car and drove to Joe's. He'd given me a key this morning before we left for work, so I used it to let myself in, figuring it was getting so late he'd probably be in bed. I was right.

I took a shower to wash off the chlorine from the pool and hot tub, then climbed into his bed completely naked. I was pretty sure he'd be dressed similarly, and I was right.

He was lying on his side when I climbed on top of him and bent down to kiss his neck to wake him. "Joe? Are you asleep already, you old man?" I teased, knowing he was out.

"Mm," he mumbled, rolling to his back so I was straddling his hips. Grabbing two handfuls of my breasts without opening his eyes he said, "Lacy, is that you?"

"Yeah, Sherlock. You think you can get it up or do I need to break out your Viagra?" I joked, already feeling him harden underneath me.

"You're going to regret that comment the next time I fuck your mouth. I'm too tired and lazy to do that now though. If you want my cock then you're gonna have to hop on and ride it."

The last word barely left his mouth before I was impaling myself down his hard length.

"Jesus," he muttered, his eyes finally coming open. "You don't waste any time, do you?"

"No, and stop talking," I told him as I smacked my palms down on his chest to brace myself, rocking back and forth on his long, hard cock. "You're distracting me from my orgasm."

"God forbid…
Ah, fuck
, you feel amazing," he groaned, grabbing my hips to move me faster.

"Oh, yes," I moaned when I found just the right spot to start the pressure building. "Ohhh!"

"Finding what you need, baby?" he asked.

"Yes! That's it … I'm … oh, oh,
oh God
!" I moaned as my hips thrust, propelling me over the edge. My body shook as my insides tightened, and when they stopped I felt incredibly lighter, and so completely content.

"Ah," I sighed and laid my head down on Joe's chest.

"Good?" he asked with a chuckle.

"Incredible."

"How'd things go with Will tonight?" he asked, running his fingers through my hair while the other hand wandered soothingly down my back.

"We got a few hours of community service done, then I went swimming over at his complex."

"Did you fuck him?"

"No."

"Why not?" he laughed.

"I don't know, he just didn't seem interested."

"Huh. To be so damn smart, the man's an idiot."

"You wouldn't mind if I fucked him, then came back here to fuck you?" I asked, already knowing his answer.

"Hell no. You could fuck a football team then come fuck me. Although, if you do that at least use condoms, okay?"

"Okay," I laughed, raising up to look at him. "Will asked if you want to have another threesome Friday."

"Do you even have to ask?" he said with an eye roll.  

"Should we have him come here so we can use some of the new toys?" I asked.

"That’s a great idea, and I don't have neighbors all around like his apartment, so you can scream as loud as you want here when we fuck you."

"Mmm, I can't wait," I told him, rubbing myself along his semi-hard cock. "Could we invite Zack too?"

"Zack? You mean two dicks aren't enough for you?" he laughed.

"Here's a secret, there are three places in my body for dicks to be inserted."

"You are a really naughty girl. What's after that, four dicks? Five? I'm in for whatever you want, but where does it end, Lacy?" Joe asked. There was no anger or even judgment in his tone, just concern.

"I don't know," I said, laying my head back on his chest.

"It doesn't have to be today or even next week, but some day you're going to have to figure it out or it's going to keep eating away at you. I don't want that to happen. You deserve better than this," he said, kissing the top of my head.

"Thanks, Joe," I told him. I fell asleep right there on top of him, because it just felt too good to move.

...

I woke up to Joe's grunts and heavy breathing…oh yeah, and his teeth biting my ass. 

"Wake up, Lacy. It's payback time."

"Umm," I mumbled, still halfway asleep and laid out on my stomach.

"I know what'll get you up and going," he said. Raising my hips in the air I felt him shift on the mattress. Suddenly my lower body was sitting on his face, and his tongue was frantically licking my pussy. I jumped up and grabbed onto the headboard, trying to move away or at least not suffocate him, but he just drug my hips back to his mouth. Like I was really going to protest? 

When I looked down, the top of his head, nose and his eyes were all that were visible. He looked up at me smugly, knowing he was blowing my mind. Yeah, well, I was in control from this position. I let go of the headboard and grabbed two handfuls of his shaggy jet black hair. He moaned when I tugged, sending the rumble through my sensitive flesh.

I lifted my hips up and he held his tongue out, waiting for me to show him where to put it. It was erotic and naughty, but it felt too good for me to care. All my inhibitions were long gone.

I lowered my pussy down so that his tongue hit my clit.

"Fuck that feels good," I exclaimed with a full body shiver, before doing it again and again. "Ohhh! Yes! Yes!
Yesss
!" Bouncing up and down I got myself off on his mouth. He licked and sucked me, keeping my orgasm going as long as possible.

After he slid out from between my legs, I went down on my hands and knees, knowing what he wanted. A second later he was thrusting into all the wetness he'd created, slipping in and out, fast and hard. I pushed my hips back to meet each of his shoves as I cried out in overwhelming ecstasy. Joe's fingers dug into my hips as he held them still and pounded into me.

"Touch yourself," he ordered, and I reached down between my legs. I came right before him and collapsed to my stomach, unable to hold myself up any longer.

When I could move again, I turned my head to look at the alarm clock while forcing air in and out of my lungs. We had twenty minutes before it went off and we had to get up to get ready for work. Enough time for him to recover for another round.

Joe was like my very own sex toy, but better, since he was a real man and all. He didn't need batteries and he'd get me off all day if I asked him to. In fact, the night before last he'd spent an entire hour licking my pussy. I came so many times I almost blacked out. He kept going, so I'd grabbed onto his hair and directed him like he did to me when I sucked him. I had wrapped my thighs around his head and worked my hips on his mouth. He kept right on lapping my arousal up like he was a starving man and my pussy was a gourmet feast he couldn't get enough of.

"Joe?"

"Umm?" he said from where he'd collapsed on my back.

"You need to get your mouth between Katie's legs. Seriously. Lick that woman with your hurricane tongue and she'll follow you around like a lost puppy dog."

He laughed. "How the hell am I supposed to do that?"

"Trip and fall, with your head landing in her lap?"

"Right. Sounds easy."

If he wouldn't ask her out, then I'd find a way to let her know just what she was missing out on.

"Alright slut, I want you on your knees in the shower, using your mouth to thank me for your wake up orgasms."

"Okay, don't use that line with Katie, like ever, got it?"

"Why not? It works on you," he joked.

"Yeah, but I'm your orgasm whore, she's not."

He laughed as he climbed off of me. "Orgasm whore? I like that. Now get your fine, orgasm whore ass in the shower and suck my dick until it’s hard enough to fuck you again!"

"Nah, you can just come in my mouth."

"Ah, you're the best orgasm whore a man could ever want," he said, slapping my ass. "How long do you think we can go at work today without fucking?" he asked.

"Ah, an hour?" I guessed.

"Ha, yeah right," he laughed. "Oh and by the way, Chad knows you were sucking me off under my desk. If you need another dick, well, by the way he was pitching a tent in my office, I'd say he'd go for it."

"Hmm," I said, considering that.

"I have a feeling he'll be visiting my office more often to try and catch us going at it again."

That was sort of hot. Really hot.

"What if we
let
him catch us?" I asked Joe.

"You mean, you'd let him watch?" he asked in amazement.

"That sounds…oh yeah, let's do that," I told him, and then he carried me playfully kicking and screaming to the shower.