Page 62 of Filthy Lawyer

“You want me to tell your client that he shouldn’t go to trial?”

“He’s your client now,” I said. “But yes, six years is very lenient and he deserves some punishment.”

“I’ll get to work on it.”

“Thank you.” I ended the call and looked at Elizabeth. “Happy, Miss Olivia Benson?”

“It's a start.” She placed a kiss on my lips before stepping out of the car. “Promise you won’t drive back alone.”

“I promise.” I watched her walk away and slip inside the building.

I waited for her to text me that she was safely inside, but my phone didn’t sound for ten minutes.

Are you okay?

Elizabeth?

I called her, but it went straight to voicemail.

What the hell?

Rushing inside the building, I didn’t bother waiting for the elevator; I ran up the emergency stairwell until I reached her level.

She was standing in the hallway, looking somewhat lost.

“Elizabeth?” I cupped her face in my hands. “What’s wrong?”

“I want you to stay,” she said.

“Stay where?”

“Here.” She looked into my eyes. “With me tonight. Can you please stay?”

I pressed a kiss against her perfect lips. “Yes.”

She unlocked the door, and I followed her into the living room.

Without saying a word, she pulled her blouse over her head and tossed it onto the floor. She unzipped her skirt, and it fell to her ankles.

Her bare pussy glistened, and her lacy black bra begged me to take it off.

“Here,” I stepped closer and unhooked it, pushing the straps down to her shoulders letting it kiss the other fabrics on the floor.

Her cheeks flushed pink as I slowly looked over every inch of her. I couldn’t resist kissing her hardened nipples, gently sucking them between my teeth.

When I pulled away, she loosened my tie and unfastened my shirt button by button. She managed to get my belt buckle off within seconds, and I watched as she pushed my pants and briefs to the floor.

My cock was rock hard, and I was ready to take her down right here, but she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bathroom.

She stepped into the shower, and I followed suit.

We stared at each other as the steam fogged the glass around us, and before I could push her against the wall, she got down on her knees.

Looking up into my eyes, she grabbed my cock and teased my tip with her tongue.

Then she slid it between her lips inch by inch.

“God, Elizabeth…” I groaned as she let me hit the back of her tight throat.