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I sighed again, then looked over at Zac. He was staring at me. Strangely, we were still alone in this courtroom, so I decided to quickly do something that I knew would really get to him. I was taking a chance on getting caught in an extremely risquéposition if someone walked in but at this very moment, it was worth the risk to me.
I looked back at my cellphone and then swiveled my chair in Zac’s direction, uncrossing my bare legs next while leaning my upper body against the table. Then I reached for the hem on my skirt, pulling up the left side of it to the middle of my thigh. I could see Zac out of the corner of my eye and he still had his on me, so I pulled up my skirt a little more. Then I spread my legs. Not too much but just enough. Enough to let Zac see what I knew would definitely getto him.
When I heard him let out a low groan, I glanced over at him: he’d dropped his head and closed his eyes.Got him,I thought to myself while trying so hard not to laugh.
I closed my legs, pulled the hem of my skirt back down, swiveled my chair back to face the judge’s bench and continued staring at the screen on my cellphone while waiting for the text from Zac that I knew would soon be arriving.
Zac: You just flashed me your treasure trove in the middle of this courtroom.
Me: Empty courtroom. And yes, I did.
Zac: I’m hard as a rock.
Me: You’re welcome. And is “treasure trove” really what you’re calling my pussy?
Zac: Yes.
Me: What made you choose that name?
Zac: The fact that what lies between your legs reminds me of a treasure trove full of gold medallions and exquisite gems. It’s priceless.
Me: So does that make you a pirate?
Zac: If you consider my taking from you what I sexually want and need to be plundering, then I guess I am a pirate.
Me: Although I like the idea of you being one, the truth is you haven’t robbed me of anything. I’ve willingly opened up my treasure trove for you to dive into and explore.
Zac cleared his throat and I looked over to see him grinning at me. Then he swiveled his chair around in my direction and lifted up the bottom of his jacket. The bulge between his legs was huge. He was so turned on right now and so was I.
Wanting to get to Zac a little more, I lifted my hand to my mouth and pushed my index finger into it. Then I slowly pulled it back out while keeping my lips wrapped around it and imagining it was Zac’s cock that I was tasting. I knew he was imagining the same thing because it was written all over his face. Right before I looked away from him, he shook his head at me, sighed, and then swiveled his chair back around. Seconds later, he sent me another text.
Zac: I feel like throwing you over my shoulder and carrying you into the bathroom around the corner, locking the door behind us, and then fucking you up against the wall.
Me: If I knew for certain that we could get away with it, then I’d let you.
Zac: You and I are really pushing things here.
Me: I know. Isn’t it fun though?
Zac: Yeah, it is. It’s a real rush.
Me: We’re living dangerously.
Zac: I’m not scared.
Me: Neither am I.
I’d just hit send on my last text when the courtroom doors opened. Zac and I both looked behind us to see who was coming in but it was only one person. A bailiff.
“Good morning,” he said.
“Good morning,” Zac and I said together.
“Why are you in here, Buchanan? And I apologize—I don’t know your name, ma’am.”
“I’m Stevie Sinclair, here for the state.”
“Neither of you read the sign taped on the door, I see.”
