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              “Whoa, bad news,” he said. “Don’t you remember Jamey Huang from school? He was a year or two behind us at UCLA and he was always voted most handsome. He should’ve been voted most likely to become a terrorist. He’s Huang’s love child by some has-been porn star. Man, I kid you not, he runs most of the clubs in L.A. for his old-man and there are serious rumors of drugs and gun-running. Be careful, Charlotte, he’s smooth and scary.”

              They said their goodbyes and he drove away.

              The guys came to find them, they wanted to get dressed up and go into L.A. for dinner. Finn had been to Bottega Louie a few weeks back and wanted to take Charlotte and JP. They invited Bly to join them and Charlotte could tell he wanted to accept.

              He wanted to keep an eye on her, but she could also see him fighting with himself to give her space. He was a shrewd businessman and he figured it was a gamble he had to take. He thanked them for the invitation, but said goodbye, kissed her goodnight and left.

              She watched him go and was surprised that she was beginning to miss him already. She’d put on the baggy t-shirt for him and he’d trusted her to stay with her friends. She knew it was a good compromise, a step in the right direction.

FIVE

              The next week she and Bly flew to Los Angeles and appeared before Brady’s father, Judge Sutton, for the preliminary hearing. Everything went as she’d hoped and the Huang jet would be burning a lot of fuel traveling from Hong Kong to L.A. for hearings.

              As they were leaving the courthouse Jamey Huang stopped her. He was surrounded by young men in expensive suits who she was sure were his body guards.

              “Hello, Charlotte, it’s been a while.” His voice was smooth as silk and he was scarily handsome. He was tall and lean, with jet-black hair that hung to his shoulders and his eyes were a luminous green. He had a classic nose that was long and straight, his lips were full and sensual. His looks were exotic, half Chinese and half Caucasian and he was, without a doubt, movie star handsome.

              “You’re even more beautiful than you were in college, Charlotte. If I recall you gave me a rain-check on dinner some years ago when I was just a boy with a huge crush on you. As you can see I’m all grown up now.”

              Jamey moved quickly and kissed her mouth, then let his fingers brush her breasts before he turned and walked away.

              Bly moved to follow him, but Charlotte stopped him and said, “Let it go, please, we’ll deal him soon enough.”

              In the cab, Bly was livid. “That sleazy little fuck better watch his step. I know I’m only supposed to be your
client
, but if he pulls that shit again it’s all over. I have to be in Europe on the next court date, I’m sending West with you to L.A. for that hearing. It’s the only way I’ll be able to be away from you and have any peace of mind.”

              “You worry about me too much, he’s just trying to unnerve us,” she leaned toward him and unbuckled his belt, nuzzled his neck.

              “Why did we take a cab instead of a limo?” he asked and groaned. He tried to ignore her as he called West and told him to run a full security check on Jamey Huang.

              “Do you really think the cabdriver cares if I go for a ride while I’m riding in his cab?”              

              She breathed against his ear and pulled off her panties, she sat on his lap facing him.

              “Charlotte, please,” he begged, “the driver can see us, and my mind is occupied now.”

              She laughed and freed his straining cock from his suit pants, “not all of you is preoccupied,” and she eased herself onto it. Her pussy was soaking wet and he tried to remain perfectly still as she slowly rocked against him. She looked in his brilliant, blue-green eyes and ran her hand over his pristine shirt and tie. She could see he was fighting to control his desire but she wasn’t. She needed his cock and they both knew it. Arguing a case in court made her hot as hell. She let herself settle more deeply onto the hard length, with its ropey, pulsing veins. She could feel the head hitting that spot deep inside that caused her pain but slowly built into wicked pleasure. Her pussy suddenly seized and clenched hard, she was flooding his cock as she climaxed around him.

              He couldn’t hold back as her tight little pussy milked him and his cock shot it’s thick cum inside her. He devoured her mouth as they both rocked and moaned and finally lay back against the seat, spent.

              The cab driver’s eyes danced as he turned around to face them and said, “Los Angeles Airport, sir. The fare is fifty four dollars.”

*

              West was waiting for them in the hangar as they boarded the Bly International jet.

              Charlotte could tell Bly wasn’t happy about her little stunt in the cab, but he had roused a need in her that she’d denied for too long. She let him cool down while she went into the jet’s marble surfaced restroom to straighten her clothes and hair. She was wildly in love and with Alexander Bly, there was no denying it. She loved his heart-stoppingly handsome face and haunting, sea-glass colored eyes, his hard muscled body and his huge, rock hard cock.

              She also loved the fierce, powerful man that he was and she knew he had a heart of gold and would do anything to protect her. At first his possessiveness had threatened to push her away but he had used his sex to woo her and she had come to crave his amazing cock. Now she craved him, as well, but it had all happened so fast, she wanted to be sure the fire between them wouldn’t burn itself out.

              Bly and West were deep in conversation and she sat across from them catching bits of what they were saying. West quietly told him that Jamey Huang was definitely into trading illegal arms to clients in the middle-east and only used the clubs in L.A. as a front. They stopped talking as they realized she had joined them and Bly told West to increase security around Charlotte.

              She stayed with him in his house that night; JP and Finn were out of the country and would be gone for more than a month. Jamey Huang’s smooth manner and piercing, cold eyes left her feeling off balance and she told herself it was best to be with Bly. Once she moved a few of her things in the mansion Bly seemed to relax and they had fun together as well as kick-ass sex.

              When she arrived from her office in the evenings she wandered around the enormous house and couldn’t keep track of all the rooms. Sometimes he walked with her and she asked about the beautiful people in the family portraits that hung on the walls and sat on tabletops in ornate frames. He had only his mother and one younger sister and lately he’d begun to hope for children someday.

              “This will be a great house to raise kids with all its secret hiding places and the staircase handrail is long enough to really slide down. I can just imagine you have wonderful holidays here,” Charlotte said.

              “I don’t, I usually ski in Switzerland with my sister at Christmas and my mother lives in Paris so if she’s in a holiday mood I visit her there. But you’re right, it’s a house that’s meant to have a family and kids,” he said quietly, “three would be nice. What do you think, Charlotte?”

              “About Switzerland or Paris or kids?” she asked, settling into a cushy, chenille sofa in the sun room.

              He sat next to her and they looked out across the manicured lawn to the Pacific crashing against the cliffs below. Almost immediately a maid appeared with a tray of lemonade and an assortment of tiny cakes.

              Charlotte thanked her and sipped the cold drink, took a bite of a petit four.

              “I want to take you around the world, I want you with me for every adventure and yes, I want to know if you’re going to want children.” Bly said, taking his glass and moving to the other end of the sofa so he could watch her face.

              “Yes to travel and adventure, and absolutely to having babies,” she said. “By the time I’m thirty I hope, but I have to find a suitable sperm donor,” she gave him a wicked smile and brushed the front of his pants with her bare foot.

              “I love having you here, I don’t want to be without you any longer, I want…” he whispered as he stood and pulled her into his arms.

              “Shhh,” she said as he started to protest, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his eager mouth, then she called to the maid and told her the staff could have the night off and to please close the French doors behind her.

              He didn’t protest when she pushed him back down on the sofa, unzipped his pants and settled herself, moaning onto his straining cock.

              “Where are your panties?” he asked. His hands cupped her perfectly round ass and his voice was filled with wonder and lust.

              “Why do I need panties? They just get in the way of what I want, I’m not going to wear them anymore,” she held his eyes with her own as she rode him so he could witness the look of ecstasy as the first orgasm engulfed her.

SIX

              They were flying to Las Vegas together for the weekend to attend a fund raiser that Bly International was hosting. Bly wanted her with him all the time; he couldn’t imagine her being too far away from him. He was excited to show her Las Vegas, although they would have to be careful not to let his board members know he was sleeping with the corporate attorney. Bly honestly didn’t care who knew, but Charlotte was still clinging to the illusion that the affair was their secret.

              Sheppard and Sheridan either didn’t know what was going on, or they looked the other way for their billionaire client and for Charlotte.

              Charlotte made a list and Bly sent West and the maids to her loft for her clothes and personal items. She was deep in to the lawsuit with Huang Worldwide, it was a tougher fight than she’d expected, but she relished the challenge. It kept her at the office for long hours most days and Bly urged her to settle out of court and be done with it. But she needed to win; she wanted to wipe the smug look off Jamey Huang’s face. In truth, she worried that Jamey was more psychotic than anyone imagined, but she had her ‘
never lose a case
’ reputation to uphold, so she kept him tied up in court.

              She had never returned to the loft, she and Bly lived together, although she wouldn’t admit it and no one other than West and the house staff knew. She felt safe with him and Finn and JP had been gone for nearly two months, so it was easy to let Bly’s opulent world enfold her. She’d begun to lose herself in him as she’d feared, but it felt wonderful to be his alone, so she didn’t care.

              Finn and JP had never left her for so long without any contact and she missed them, but she also dreaded telling them how serious she was about Bly. She knew they would wish her well, but she thought Finn might say she was jumping in too deep and too fast. He worried about her and she loved him for it. He’d told her he would probably never have a wife or child or a normal life, his work was as important to him as hers was to her.

              Charlotte looked forward to a break from the office and the constant unease over Jamey Huang that had settled in her mind. She’d only been to Vegas once before and she was looking forward to going back. Maybe she would try her hand at gambling.

              She wore a Dior gown to the fund-raiser and Bly was entranced by the sight of her in the sapphire silk. The low, scooped neckline was barely held in place by tiny ribbon ties at her shoulders.  The dress was fitted around her narrow waist and beautifully sculpted ass before flowing softly to the floor.

              He stood looking at her with such desire in his eyes that she wanted to sink to her knees and pleasure him right there in the hotel suite. He gave her a boyish grin and produced a box from behind his back.

              She was stunned as she opened it. It was the most amazing sapphire and diamond necklace she had ever seen.

              “The sapphires are the color of your eyes, Charlotte, and I love your eyes.” He said and she was speechless as he clasped it around her neck then turned her to face him. “I want you more each day. I think you’ve bewitched me. I want to tell you everything I’m feeling and what my hopes are for us, but I don’t want to scare you away…”

              West interrupted as usual, telling them it was time to go downstairs.

              Charlotte was light-headed from the jewels and the look in his eyes, the sound of his voice was so earnest and loving. Her all-important law career seemed less of an obsession for her as he became more of one. She’d sacrificed so much to rise above her dirt-poor upbringing and make something of her life, now she was consumed by the look and smell and taste of Alexander Bly. She loved the spicy taste of his cum in her mouth, how she would lick the first hot drops from the slit as he groaned. Then she would lick and suck until he roared her name and exploded and she drank him down, then he’d clasp his mouth to hers and they shared the thick, luscious fluid. She had truly surrendered her body to him. She was ready to follow his lead down any sexual road he chose.

              “Charlotte, we need to hurry, I’m giving the opening speech. Are you ready? You look like a princess,
my princess
, and only mine, do you hear?” He lifted her hair to his nose and inhaled, his eyes turned smoky with lust. “I know you’re wet for me now and I wish I had time to taste you and push my cock into you. I intend to always keep you sore and only wanting me.”

              “You do and you know it,” she said, pressing against him, wanting that magnificently huge cock in her that very moment.

*

              Bly gave his speech and introduced the head of his charitable organization, Sylvie Moore. He kissed her cheek as he turned the podium over to her and she began to speak.

              She was exquisitely beautiful, tall and willow-thin, with pale blonde hair that twisted to her shoulders. She wore an ice-blue sheath of a dress that fell over her small breasts and she seemed proud of the fact that her nipples were blatantly erect.