Page 4 of Merry Fake Bride

“Well as it happens, I’m in the market for a hot-shot lawyer because I came across this rich asshole who had more animals than sense in his luxurious penthouse, and of course I had to set them all free. Then we had a dramatic chase across New York city until I put those animals on a ship heading back to their home country, and now he’s trying to sue me.”

She laughs again, angling her body toward me. “So not only are you a vet, Steve, but you rescued a whole host of animals?”

“Mmhmm.” I drain my glass, watching her over the rim as she gently rolls her eyes.

“I have to warn you, I’m expensive.”

“I can afford it,” I say softly, lowering my glass.

“Can you, though?” Her head tilts to the side, and the waves of her hair drift past her shoulder. “I’m the best in the city.”

“Then you’re who I need to hire, Adeline. Think of the animals.”

“Oh.” Her voice drops low like a purr. “The animals. Of course. What kind of lawyer would I be if I turned away from you like that?”

“Plus…” Leaning close, I place my hand very lightly on her forearm.

A flinch moves through her. “We can send a gigantic fuck you to the rich assholes who think they can get away with paying away their problems. Pretty good for your reputation.”

“Are you trying to entice me into pro-bono work, sir?” She places one hand on her chest and gasps softly. “How is a girl supposed to earn a living?”

“Well, perhaps we can work out some other form of payment?”

It starts as a joke and two minutes later, I have her up against the wall in the short corridor leading to the bathroom.

Pretending to be someone else has me throwing all caution to the wind, and it’s refreshing.

There’s no parental stress, no work stress.

Nothing exists but the beautiful, curvaceous woman in my arms.

She’s a whole head shorter than me, so I’m curling over her to kiss her while she threads her fingers through my hair and tugs.

“My car is?—”

“Can’t wait,” she gasps, silencing my idea and fisting her hand into the front of my shirt.

She drags me into the bathroom, and all thought of taking whatever this is to my car vanishes from my mind.

Luckily, the bathroom is empty as we crash inside and slam the door closed.

The lights are as dark in here as they are out in the club, so making it to the opposite wall takes some careful feeling around the sink.

She gasps when I shove her up against the wall and close my mouth over hers, kissing her as desperately as my heart thumps in my chest.

Her bag slips from her grasp and hits the floor somewhere at our feet.

I’m too hot.

My clothes are clinging to my body like a second skin, and it’s too much, but at the same time, every time Adeline pulls me closer to her, the tightening of the fabric adds to the thrill of her wanting me as much as I want her.

I kiss her until we’re both breathless, slide my hands under her sparkling top, and caress her curves until she’s trembling against me.

My cock swells in my pants within seconds of her looping her hands around my neck and pulling me harder against her.

“You want me to work for you for free?” she gasps against my lips. “Make it worth my while.”

Her tongue drags across my lower lip, and then she turns away from me until she’s facing the wall with her thick ass pressing back against my aching cock.