Free Legal Action (Surrendering Charlotte Chronicles) by Kimball Lee

little pussy tensing and pulsing around him and the sensation was his undoing.
                  He thrust hard into her, she had been in such a reverie that she gasped and opened her eyes. His face was wild and anguished. “I’m sorry,” he said, “I’m sorry, baby.” He said it over and over as he plunged his cock deep into her. He was lost in sensation as her pussy trembled and clinched down on him and she cried, “Don’t stop, don’t stop.” He fucked her and watched her cum again and again as he punished that far spot within her, and he never wanted to stop.
                  Afterward, they lay panting and exhausted and satisfied. They had ‘room service’ dinner that his chef prepared and two maids arranged on the balcony. The table was set with china, crystal, linens and fresh flowers and Charlotte marveled that Bly simply made a call to his staff and such luxury magically appeared.
                  “Dinner for two in your bedroom, obviously your staff is used to that,” she said, trying to sound like she didn’t care.
                  “I won’t lie and say it hasn’t happened before, you know I’ve had plenty of women,” he said. “That brings up a subject I’d like to ask you about without you going off the deep end.”
                  He took her silence as his cue to go on.
                  “My jealousy over what you do when you’re not with me is ridiculous, I know that. It disgusts me, but, there it is. You know I’ve found out everything I can about you and not because of trust issues. I want to know everything and I’m impatient when it comes to you. You said I’m a man who’s used to having what he wants and that’s true. It’s caught me completely off guard that the one thing I most want, have wanted for years, is you, and it’s not within my power to make you want me. You’ll make that decision yourself and I realize I haven’t ever been afraid of anything until now. What if you walk away from me, do I still have everything a man could want or do I simply have things? So, I’m taking the long way around the subject and maybe I’m showing my hand too soon. I want to know about your former lovers, Charlotte, because it can’t be possible that you’ve had only one other man, but that’s what all my well researched information tells me.”
                  She closed her eyes and sighed, she knew he was waiting for her to explode, to come undone. “I want to be mad at you right now, I want to get belligerent and ask what right you have to pry into my life. I should call you a crazy son-of-a-bitch for wanting to know who I’ve fucked. But, in some weird way, I understand. I can only imagine how many nubile bodies you’ve pleased with that wicked cock of yours in this very room. I’m a lawyer, your lawyer, in fact and I do understand the concept of facts and “discovery,” as the law calls it. So, it’s your prerogative, to find out what you need to know and I have nothing to hide. I happen to know that you probably don’t have an accountant who can count high enough to tally up all the women you’ve fucked in your life, but that, too, is just a fact. I’ve slept with two men, other than you. A grand total of three, and honestly, it kind of sucks, but as you might have noticed, I have a hard time letting a man have control. I was just young enough and Southern Bible belt, stupid enough to think I had to marry the first man I had sex with. Jorgen, as you well know. Jorgen was just old-school, European enough to think that a woman belongs in the bed or the kitchen and had no business being a lawyer. We went our separate ways with no hard feelings, I’m happy to report. The second man is none of your business, period. It lasted a while, it should never have happened. I don’t want to talk about it and if you try to pry into it I will be beyond pissed. That subject is not open for