Legal Briefs (Lawyers in Love) (21 page)

“Really?” he asked, sounding much too intrigued.

“Why? And why are you looking at me like that?”

“I was just thinking that would be really hot, if we were out with other people, and I got you off without anyone else suspecting.”

“I’m not sure no one else would suspect. I’m not exactly stoic at the moment of truth.”

“It would be interesting research, wouldn’t it? Then if you wrote a scene like that into one of your novels you would know it was possible.”

“Aren’t you a prosecutor? Do the words
public indecency
mean anything to you?”

“I won’t get you naked, at least not where anybody could see us.” He smirked.

“Okay, look, how about if we talk about your role as my research assistant another night, like one when I haven’t been chased by some creepy guy.”

“I’m sorry. I know that must have freaked you out really badly.” He looked contrite. He also looked pretty stressed out himself, and I thought about what Gab had said.

“Adam, you know that what happened tonight, there was nothing you could have done.”

“I know,” he said, sounding unhappy. “I just wish I
could
have done something.”

“You couldn’t have known that something like that could even happen. Who would think anybody would try something that crazy in City Hall?”

“When I came to get you the front entrance was unlocked, but nobody was there. Your boss showed up a couple of minutes later. She said she got a call from somebody claiming to be a law clerk, who wanted her to come to a judge’s chambers in another building, but when she got there everybody had already left. Then I saw books lying on the floor,” I heard him swallow and his voice sounded hoarse, “and your shoes by the stairs.” He sounded like he was reliving it in his head.

“Adam …” He didn’t have to tell me that he felt something. It was obvious that he did.

“Then I called the cops, and before you know it, not only do two uniforms and two detectives show up, but Sachs shows up with the FBI.”

“Adam, I’m fine. We’re together. In fact, we’re going to be together all the time. Nothing’s going to happen, unless we kill each other,” I joked. He smiled but he still looked kind of upset, and he let out a deep breath.

“You’re the only one I’ve ever gotten worked up about like this. I’m just not used to it. I’ve never felt all protective like this before. I’ve never felt
jealous
like this before. Mark is one of my best friends and I wanted to kill him too. I still can’t believe he put his hands on your ass.”

“Adam, stop dwelling. Let’s watch a movie or something, then we can go to bed and you can tap my ass and mark your territory.”

“You’re so romantic, Adler.” He laughed. “You know, I wasn’t surprised that you wrote romance novels because I didn’t think you were sexy. I can
believe
you write sexy novels.”

“What do you want to watch, Romeo?”

“I don’t care. Just don’t sing.” He dropped his arm around my shoulders and pulled me up against him.

“No promises,” I teased, looking up at him with a smile.

We wound up watching
This Is the End
, which was very funny, and took my mind off the stress of the evening. While we watched, we cuddled on the sofa. I was becoming a much better cuddler and it felt really nice. Adam was so warm and he made me feel safe. By the time the movie was over, and we washed up and headed for bed, I was feeling much better.

“Please take those off before you traumatize me,” he said, looking at my smiling cow jammies as we stood in his bedroom and he dimmed the lights.

“What are you afraid of, that you’ll have mad cow nightmares?”

“I just don’t want to ever imagine you wearing those in bed. It could put me off of sex.”

“I doubt that.” I laughed. “But fine.”

He pulled off his sweatshirt and I unbuttoned my pajama top. We watched each other as we undressed, and I started feeling a warm tingling sensation in my lower cow region. The feeling was obviously mutual, because by the time he was down to his briefs, I could see I was gaining his full attention. As I stripped down to just my panties, I noted that Adam looked decidedly happier.

“Let me rub
your
back for a change,” I said in my best sultry voice. He went to sit down on the edge of the bed and I knelt behind him and began working the tension out of his shoulders.

“I don’t know what feels better,” he said thickly, “the massage, or that gorgeous rack pressed up against me.” He twisted his head around to loosen his neck muscles and I worked my way over, rubbing the tightness out.

“You like that, huh?” I teased, brushing my rack up against him more.

“Like it? You’re driving me nuts. I want to nail you in, like, sixty different ways. You know, I haven’t done you standing up yet. Maybe I’ll bang you up against the wall.”

“Oh yeah, and you’re a real romantic too, Roth.” I laughed.

“How about this, then,” he said, surprising me by turning around and pulling me into his arms. “I know it won’t be easy, but please don’t give up on me.”

My pulse shot up and a wave of emotion hit me, making my eyes sting and get a little wet again. I had been weepier that night than I had been in the previous year. I was genuinely moved by his honesty and by this little bit of insecurity he was willing to show me. Adam Roth was not a guy who let people see him vulnerable.

“I’m not leaving, Adam,” I said, my voice coming out squeaky. “You’re stuck with me, you poor schmuck.” I reached up and pushed a dark curl off of his forehead. He was looking at me so intently. Now my heart was beating much faster and my mouth was getting dry.

“Lily,” he said hesitantly, “I know it seems nuts….”

“Because we’ve never gotten along, but if we didn’t feel …” I broke in.

“I already figured that out …” he interrupted.

“I mean, why else have we always been so …” I went on.

“Lily, I feel the same way. Now shut up and kiss me.”

His lips were so soft and his breath was warm and smelled like cinnamon. It felt thrilling but tender at the same time. He just lingered there for a few seconds, and then pressed a little harder. I opened my mouth and he kissed me more deeply, caressing my tongue with his, sliding his lips against mine. He tasted like cinnamon too. When he finally pulled back, I felt all swoony. Hey, it’s a word.

“I shouldn’t have called you an asshole,” I said softly.

“I don’t know, I’ve come to view ‘asshole’ as kind of your pet name for me.”

“Thanks to you, people really believe my name is Lilith, you know.”

“Lilith was Adam’s first love,” he said, those chocolate-brown eyes staring deeply into mine. My breath caught and my stomach turned over.

“Adam,” I said, my voice cracking with emotion, “
that’s
why you’ve always called me Lilith?”

“No, I called you Lilith because she was also queen of the demons and the mother of all witches.”

“Sometimes you really are an asshole, Adam.” I glared at him and he laughed. “So, that backrub felt good?” I asked, changing the subject.

“It felt incredible.” He was clearly trying to make amends. I figured I would let him off the hook, especially since doing so would most certainly lead to my pleasure as well.

“Is there anywhere else you would like me to rub you?” I asked suggestively.

“What do you think?” he asked in a sexy voice leaning in and nipping at my ear.

“I think you’re wearing too many clothes again.” I giggled, anxious with anticipation.

“Lily, if you only knew…” he said standing up, tugging off his briefs, and watching me heatedly as I slid my panties off and knelt on the bed waiting for him. He crawled onto the bed, knelt in front of me and cupped my breast as he leaned in and began kissing my neck. I tilted my head back, arched my back and moaned with pleasure as electricity shot through my body and lit up my nerve endings, making me shiver.

“I’ll let you do it if you want,” I mumbled breathlessly, scraping my nails lightly up his back. My skin was so sensitized that everywhere he touched sent a thrill through me.

“Do what?” he asked in a husky, amused voice, running his tongue along my jaw, and rolling my rock-hard nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He reached around and began stroking my back with his other hand and my knees almost gave out.

“Get me turned on when we’re in public. What you started to do the other night, whispering naughty things in my ear when we were out together,” I panted. “I want you to do that again.”

“I believe that I said I wanted to make you come in public.” He sat back on his knees, grabbed my waist, pulling me closer and began flicking his hot tongue against one aching peak. “You like it when I whisper naughty things in your ear?”

“Yes,” I gasped. “Can I whisper sexy things to you too?”

“If we’re discreet,” he answered. “My excitement is a little harder to hide than yours is,” he added, moving to the other breast while I moved my hands to cradle his head, burying my fingers in his hair. I was starting to become lightheaded.

“I love that I can get you aroused,” I admitted in a voice heavy with need.

“Like nobody else can. I’ll do whatever you want, Lily. Whenever you want, however you want. Will you do something for me tonight, though?” He tugged my nipple into his mouth and began sucking and I almost lost my mind.

“Yes,” I said on a moan. He pulled back and looked up at me.

“There’s something I want to show you.” I immediately looked down at his magnificently erect man toy. “Not that.” He laughed. “Well, that too, but something else.”

He rose up on his knees again, leaned down and kissed me deeply, holding my head firmly in place. You know in old school romance where they say that the hero ‘plundered’ the heroine’s mouth? Well, there was some plundering. What drove me craziest, though, was this low groan he was making deep in his throat. He broke the kiss and scraped his stubble across my cheek and I trembled.

“Lie down on your back,” he said in a firm, but not domineering voice. I did what he asked without hesitation. He got up and pulled a chair up to the side of the bed, sitting down, and looking at me hungrily. The way his eyes dragged over my body gave me butterflies in my stomach. “Spread your legs and touch yourself the way you did the first time we were together.” Again, I didn’t hesitate. I’m not really very shy either, I must confess. My fingers quickly traveled south and I was actually surprised by how wet I was. As I stroked my clit, I circled my hips and used my other hand to squeeze my breast and pinch my nipple. When I looked up at him I saw that he was stroking himself too. Oh my
God
, that was hot. “Talk to me,” he said hoarsely.

“I’ve laid in my bed at night and thought about you while I’ve done this.” I felt a warm ache between my legs. “I’ve imagined your hands and your mouth on me.” His face was flushed and his eyes were dark as his hand traveled up and down his hard length. “Have you thought about me when you were in bed at night, Adam?”

“Yes,” he rasped.

“Did you touch yourself like that?”

“Yes,” he bit out again, and suddenly, he got up. “Come here,” he ordered. I stopped what I was doing and immediately got up. He led me over to the dresser, and grabbed my shoes off the floor. “Put your heels back on so you’ll be taller, and then lean over and put your hands on top.” I did what he told me to and looked up at myself in the mirror. I looked flushed too and my eyes were hazy with desire.

“Do you see how beautiful you are?” he asked, coming up behind me and gently stroking my back. I closed my eyes for a second, letting the thrill travel down my spine. “Open your eyes,” he ordered. “I want you to see what I see.”

I opened my eyes and looked at myself again. The reflection staring back at me looked completely wild. “I look like a wanton woman,” I said in a shaky voice.

“It gets better. I want you to know how you look when you take my cock and how you look when you come. Then you’ll understand how much you own me.”

“Adam …” I was so aroused that I was literally tingling.

“Do you want to feel me inside you, Lily?” he asked in a silky voice, letting his fingers slide down my back, over my ass and all the way up to my slick, throbbing clit.

“Yes,” I said desperately, pushing back against his hand.

“Tell me how much you want it,” he ordered.

“Please, Adam. I’m aching for it. Please fuck me. Please!” I begged and he grabbed my hip with one hand and positioned himself at my entrance with the other.

“Look at your eyes when you take me,” he said thickly and slowly inch by inch slid inside me until he was buried up to the hilt. The look I saw in my eyes was indescribable. There were no words for pleasure that intense. “You have no idea how good you feel, Lily,” he ground out. “When I feel your walls stretch for me, the sensation is so intense, I almost can’t handle it. When I feel you come around me, it drives me insane, but it’s the look in your eyes that almost does me in.” He pulled back and as he pushed into me deeply again, the woman staring back at me from the mirror looked euphoric.

“It’s never been like this before, Adam.” My voice was so thick I was almost incoherent.

“Tell me. Nobody else.” He was starting to move faster and thrust harder.