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pressed against me.
    “ Oh
Elliot.” I moaned, sighing his name as he caught one of my
nipples in his warm mouth, kissing and moving his tongue around my
stiff nipples in a way which made me act rashly. I wanted him so
badly that I stretched out my hand to grip his crotch. He was hard –
and oh - so big! But before I could fully squeeze, my eyes flashed
open as Elliot grabbed my wrist, pulling my hand away from my his
member.
    I could see my confusion reflected
in his eyes as his mouth pulled up into a sideways smirk.
    “ Wait your
turn.” His voice was the cool mint I relished, as his whisper
tickled my ear.
    Before I could respond, Elliot
changed position and was perched over me, as I lay beneath him with
both breasts peeking out of the top of my nightdress. My breath
caught as I noticed how his jeans were hung low on his hips,
perfectly revealing the V of his abs.
    Almost subconsciously, I
outstretched both hands to touch him – to rub him there.
Grinning, he caught both of my wrists and pinned them up over my
head. Both of my small hands fitted neatly in one of his. With his
spare hand, never breaking eye contact, he stroked my warm inner
thighs with his cool touch.
    When he touched my sex I exploded
around him, convulsing.
    *****
    “ Clara!
Wake up!” Something soft hit my face and I stifled a scream, my
eyes bursting open. Daylight was pouring into the room and Kally was
standing in the doorway, looking rough but smirking nonetheless. A
pillow was resting on my stomach, evidently what Kally had used to
wake me.
    I was sweating and my sheets were
damp, but my bed was empty except for me. I looked around, confused.
    “ What time
is it?” I gasped, sitting up. My head was pounding and my
throat felt like sandpaper.
    “ Ten”
Kally said. “There’s a delivery for you.”
    She turned and left as I threw my
legs over the side of the bed, slipping on some socks.
    “ From
who?” I called after her as I strolled through the painfully
bright light towards the kitchen. She didn’t bother responding
and I rolled my eyes, still trying to shake off that most vivid dream
with Elliot.
    There was no point in trying.
    On the counter was a bunch of white
lilies next to a picnic basket full of strawberries, blueberries and
lavender macaroons. All of which are my favorites.
    On a crisp white card next to the
golden embossed initials E.C. was a message written in perfect
cursive.
    Feel better, Miss
Greyson. – E.

Chapter 2
    The aftermath of receiving Elliot’s note and flowers seemed to
awaken the part of me which knew that I needed to be professional.
Despite his beautifully sculpted face and expert way with words, I
needed to remember that I was his lawyer – not just an admirer.
I would have to make that clear with him too.
    Over the next few days, I made certain adjustments to my life to
convince both myself and Kally that there was nothing but
professional feelings between me and Elliot – hereafter called
Mr. Cresham. I took the lilies he gave me and gave them to Kally for
her bedroom and began working on his case only during my office
hours. In addition, I made the wise decision to only send
advancements in his case to his secretary Jeanine via email.
    Harder to forget was the dream. The feeling of his hands on me seemed
to be burned into my skin. The feeling was hardest to ignore when I
was alone in bed at night. I had since taken up the rather unwise
behavior of taking two table spoons of cough medicine before bed, so
I would fall asleep as fast as possible. Normally I wouldn’t
condone this kind of behavior, but when it came to Elliot Cresham
extreme actions needed to be taken.
    “ You’re kidding yourself. I hope you
know that.” Kally said over her third mug of coffee one
morning. She viewed me cynically from the breakfast bar as I did the
final touches to my makeup in the oval mirror in the hallway.
    “ I don’t know what you mean.” I
said, already coaxing myself to not engage in Kally’s