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“Fuck…” she cries.
“You like that? Don’t you?” I groan, angling her thighs to thrust deeper.
“Fuck!” she screams again, digging her nails even deeper into my back.
“Say my name, baby.” I catch her hooded eyes, filled with immense pleasure and smirk at how her mouth curls like she’s in heaven.
“Elio…” she moans, tightening her legs around my hips.
I can feel her heart thumping wildly against her chest as she arches her back, pressing her breasts into my chest, practically begging me to continue my thrusts.
She is moaning and writhing, completely clouding my senses as I rock back and forth madly. The pitch of her cries climbs higher, maddening my senses, and in no time, I feel her pussy tightening against my cock.
“I think I’m going−”
“Cum for me, baby,” I growl as she comes down her high with a loud cry. I can feel mine coming, so I quickly remove my dick and spill my release on her thighs, breathing heavily.
The orgasm seizes the entirety of my being. For the first time, I’m whimpering after making my release.
“Now you know what it feels like to reach an orgasm with me inside your slick pussy,” I groan in her ear. She flushes and quickly hides her face in the crook of my neck.
Chapter fourteen
Aria
“Joan, do you have a moment?” I walk into Joan’s office, jotter and pen in hand, ready to put on a façade. “I want to ask about case management. It’s uh…something that has piqued my interest recently.”
“If it’s filing, ask Yusuf,” she says, still focusing on the laptop before her. “If it’s arguing a motion, wait until after I have lunch. I’m famished.”
“Good thing it’s neither,” I chirp.
She smirks and raises her head. “So what is it, Aria?”
I clear my throat and start, hoping she buys into it. “Well, it’s about how cases are sealed, filing motions, and, you know, just all that in the internal docket system. I’ve been shadowingSamantha, and she mentioned the tracking system we use here, but even after some research, it’s still quite complex. How do we trace sealed cases? Is there a way to see the motions filed even if the case itself is locked down?”
Her brows perk, and her smile turns into a surprised one. I steady my breathing as I watch her mouth part. I know she’ll answer me. She did when I’d innocently asked her what information she knew about Mendez’s identity.
“That’s an oddly specific question for an intern. Most interns ask–”
“I know, but it’s a good thing I’m ahead, right?”
“I’ve always known you to be curious. Well, sealed cases are flagged differently in the system. Filing is done before sealing, and only senior staff can chart sealed cases territory,” she finishes, drawing quotation marks in the air.
I pretend as if I’m jotting stuff down, then stare at my jotter and smile. “Thanks, Joan.”
“You’re welcome,” she smiles.
“Umm... Samantha said she needs help filing some work in the DA’s office upstairs,” I add.
“Well, only your boss–the Assistant District Attorney or the DA himself–can give you that go ahead. And we both know howcranky your boss gets before lunch, so good luck,” she clicks her tongue.
“He’s always cranky.” I force a smile and hurry out, dreading asking my boss for that favor.
Two people I fucking hate at this point in my life. My boss and Elio.
Yes, Aria,I remind myself.You do hate Elio. He is a criminal. A criminal who forces you to give out intel for the benefit of the criminals!
But he’s also a criminal who protects you and your dad from the rest of the criminals! Plus,my heart protests,he took you to heaven and back that night!