Until You Come Back To Me, Book 5 by Mallory Monroe Read Free Book Online Page B

that he could be hurtful.   “What do you mean?” she asked him.
    “I
don’t mean to be harsh, babe, but you haven’t exactly been on a hot streak
lately.   According to my count, and I pay
attention to your career, you’ve lost a lot more cases than you’ve won here
lately.”
      Gemma knew it was true.   That was why she never allowed herself to get
too excited about her career.   “I know
that.”
    “Then
why would he pick you?”
    Gemma
exhaled.   “Not Because of my win-loss
record, you’re right about that.   He
feels I’m a highly respected attorney in this town and can present a positive
image for his client.   It’s my ethics he
wants.”
    “Sure
it’s not your ass he wants?” Sal asked.
    Gemma
laughed.   “No, Sal, that man is about
business.   Every man isn’t after me the
way you think.”
    “That’s
what you think,” Sal responded.
    “That’s
what you used to think too,” Gemma reminded him.   “When you first saw me you said yourself you
didn’t know if I was the most beautiful woman you’d ever seen, or the ugliest.”
    “Ah,
come on, Gem, I knew you were the prettiest.   I was just a racist asshole back then.”   Then he looked at her, at her sizeable cleavage showing along the
opening of his dress shirt she wore, and at her gorgeous face.   “You’re still the most beautiful woman I’ve
ever seen.”
    Gemma
smiled.   “Ah, how sweet.   You’re no asshole now.”
    But
Sal’s look had already changed.   Gemma
saw it.   “Speaking of ass,” he said,
untying his bathrobe, “bring yours here.”
    Gemma
frowned.   “Oh, Sal, not again!”
    “Yes,
again.   Come here!”
    Gemma
considered him.   “I thought you wanted me
to eat.”
    “Eat
this,” Sal said, looking down at his aroused and exposed penis.
    Gemma
smiled, and went to Sal.   But instead of
him allowing her to give him head, he lifted her shirt, revealing her naked
bottom half, and put her on his lap, with her back to his chest. She laid her
head on his shoulder as he placed his finger into her pussy.   He relaxed too.    
    “Still
wet,” he said, “even after showering.”
    “You
put in so much,” Gemma said, “some still oozes out.”
    “Good.”   Then he lifted her slightly onto his penis,
and entered her again.  
    “ Ah ,” she said like a sigh as her head
leaned back even further and he placed his hand on her long, sleek neck.   He began to fuck her.
    “Isn’t
that better?” he asked into her ear.
    “Yes.”
    He
fucked her harder.   “Even Better?” he
asked.
    “Better,”
she said breathlessly as he pumped harder.
    “Much
better?” he asked her yet again, his voice hoarse with lust.
    “Much,”
she said, her body bouncing to the rhythm of his fuck.   “In fact all.”
    And
he pounded her.   His dick was going to be
swollen and red as fire from this much activity this close together, but he didn’t
care.   He wanted her and he wanted her
now.   And he had her.   And he did her.   He put it on her until she was streaming with
cum, and he was pouring into her all over again.

 
 
 
 
 
 

CHAPTER FOUR

 
    Ted Coggan
handed Gemma the full file across her conference table.   They were in her office, meeting to go over
trial strategy.   Ted watched her as she
reviewed the info he had on the victim.   She wore big reading glasses that only made her look intelligent with
her beauty.   And she was beautiful, he
thought, as he looked at her.
    “Lester
Llewellyn,” she said.   “In a nutshell.”
    “Essentially,
yes,” Ted echoed.  
    Gemma
closed the file and leaned back in her chair.   “I still don’t understand it,” she said.
    “What’s
to understand?” Ted asked.   “He was a
lowlife looking for a free ride.   Our
client was his meal ticket.”
    “So
they were arguing over money,” Gemma said.
    “Right.   He wanted to gamble hers away and she was
tired of it.   When she refused to give
him another dime, he decided to