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make you come harder than you
ever have before.”
    And to her surprise, his words, combined with
the sunshine, the sound of the yard man next door, and her
nakedness all combined to clench her inner muscles in a taste of
things to come.
    She was lost in sensation as Matt dragged his
mouth down from her ear, to her neck, to skim over her breast and
downward. His hands on her knees, he opened her wider to his gaze
and as she closed her eyes to the sight of his light hair between
her legs she felt the first glance of his tongue against her
clitoris.
    Biting her lip, she whimpered against the
moan she didn't dare let out.
    “Delicious.” His breath tickled against her
as he flicked his tongue against her, lapped from the bottom of her
labia to the tip of her hooded nub.
    Unable to stay upright, Julie leaned backward
against the chaise pillow, her pelvis struggling to move as Matt's
strong grip kept her still against his ravening mouth. Again and
again he stroked his tongue against her tender flesh, changing up
his technique just enough to keep her guessing. Not knowing just
where the next incredible sensation would come from.
    When he added his fingers into the mix,
thrusting first one, then two, then three digits inside her in
alternate rhythm to his tongue's quick jabs against her clitoris,
she nearly wept with pleasure. Biting her knuckles against the need
to gasp out her pleasure, the sound of the man next door wielding
the garden clippers against the overgrown hedges was almost too
much to bear.
    When her inner muscles began to clasp Matt's
fingers, she was finally able to breathe past his hold and move
against him, the final burst of freedom letting her orgasm break
through. Again and again her body clasped him inside her, as she
thrust upward until finally with one last burst of pleasure, she
went over the cliff edge and gasped out her release.

 
     
     
     
     

Chapter Five
     
     
    When Julie got back to the office that afternoon, it was to
find Clay sitting in her desk chair, flipping through the file for
the Daltry case.
    “Finally,” he said when she walked in. “I
need the section of the Robins deposition where he says Daltry’s
injury shouldn’t have kept him out of work for so long.”
    “I’ll get it,” Julie said, making a concerted
effort not to snap. “Let me sit down and find it and I’ll bring it
to you.”
    “Where did you go?” He looked genuinely
curious, but his question still pissed her off. “You never leave
the office for lunch,” he continued, unaware of the hole he was
digging himself.
    Julie was trying to figure out how to tell
him it was none of his fucking business—in a deferential way,
naturally, when another of the lawyers, David Walton, did it for
her.
    “Jesus, Clay,” the other man said, pausing
outside her office door to roll his eyes at his colleague. “She’s
your paralegal, not your slave.”
    “Hey man,” Clay defended himself. “I was just
curious. It’s not like she’s ever deviated from her routine before.
I have a right to know if something is going on that will affect
her work schedule.”
    Right, Julie thought. She was not only
predictable but she was only of interest to Clay insofar as she
affected his own work schedule. She wasn’t surprised, but it still
hurt.
    Before he could dig himself in any deeper,
David grabbed Clay by the arm and towed him out of her office. Sorry he mouthed as he followed the other attorney down the
hall.
    Great , Julie thought, digging through
the file. I’m not only predictable, but my boss thinks he has a
right to know that I spent my lunch hour having hot monkey sex with
the corporate counsel for the firm’s largest client. Way to pick
‘em, Streeter.
    Firmly closing the door on the memory of
Matt’s mouth on her, she turned on her internet radio for
distraction and got to work finding Clay’s testimony.
    Since the rest of the week was taken up with
long hours and lots of tedious but important work, Julie and