Jess pushed herself away from the computer and leaned back in her plush office chair, stretching her back deeply. She let out a huge yawn and really sank into the relaxation of it all. For the past three hours she had been glued to her office chair working on the Jones case. The Discovery process had gone well and now she was working on all of the questions and possible scenarios that needed to be in place in order for her to trample the prosecution on the next step of the trial.

She had shut everything off and allowed herself to become immersed in the details of the work, and she had worked longer than she had intended to without a break. That was a bit of a problem with her and she suddenly realized that she had not had lunch or dinner yet. This wasn’t that unusual either, but now she was feeling her blood sugar crashing and she knew she had to get something in her, fast.

She went down the hall to the vending machine and bought a bag of chips and a coffee. She figured that would tide her over until she got home and had some real food. She had pizza leftovers for tonight.

A noise in the other room garnered her attention. She moved back from the vending machine and noticed Dean working in the other room making copies. She was not at all surprised to see him working this late. It was past eight at night.

She had actually not had a chance to speak with him since their date. It had been an interesting contrast to the date she’d had Friday with Alex. While Alex was overtly cocky and arrogant, albeit in a sexy way, if that made sense, Dean was much more urbane and suave. He kind of reminded her of Daniel Craig as James Bond. He actually looked a bit like him, but much taller. Same intense gaze and steady, flowing movements. It sent the message that he was in control and you were going to have to be ok with it, because he was going to take great care of you. Jess liked that. It had been a long time since anyone had bothered to take care of her.

She had been taken aback by how subtly funny Dean actually was on their date. They had gone to a wine mixer and Dean had introduced her to several people of note in the area, most of them wealthy business owners, and a few minor celebrities. If she had not been so used to keeping these people out of jail then she might have been a bit impressed.

It also turned out that Dean was a snazzy dancer. There had been a section of the wine mixer that had actually been set aside for dancing with one of the hottest dj’s in the area. Dean had taken control and moved her body in ways she was not sure it had ever moved before. The way he danced was very seductive and sexual. It really felt like he was making love to you and the music. By the end of the night she had been ready for just about anything, and she meant anything. But Dean as it turns out was a perfect gentleman. He had dropped her off at her place with a sweet kiss and said goodnight. She had almost invited him up, but she could tell that he wouldn’t have accepted the invitation. It was rather peculiar, but she decided she liked that and it made her want him more. She was really looking forward to their next date.

She was also looking forward to the next date with Alex. He had arranged for them to go skydiving. She had never been and it sounded terrifying, but the way he described it had made the whole thing sound so exciting that it made her want to try it. Jess had never been afraid of trying new things and she certainly wasn’t going to pass up an opportunity like that.

Dean had not asked her out again. He was either very old fashioned, or he was just playing a bit of hard to get with her. She knew that he wanted her. She had felt his cold, seductive gaze on her for the past few months. She had even started to dress a little sexier on days when they had scheduled important meetings. It was fun for Alex and Dean both to get an eye full of her and to watch them squirm.

No, Jess did not consider herself a tease in any way; she was just having fun and she was doing it for all the big girls out there.

“Jess, is that you?”

She had just been about to walk back to her desk when Dean called out to her. He had apparently caught her watching him and he probably thought she was totally checking him out, which she was. Oh, well, she was just going to have to wing it. She put on her sexiest smile and slowly walked into the copy room, carefully accentuating her curves with every bouncing step she took. He looked like his eyes might pop out of his head. This late in the day when everyone had pretty much gone home, Jess liked to remove the restrictive blazer and just wear her blouse. The blouse was a bit see-through and it revealed the lacy bra she wore underneath that barely covered her large breasts. It was comfortable so she wore it under the hot blazer all day. It seemed to keep the sweating to a minimum and no one was the wiser until she took it off; then it was party time. Or in her case it was time to do a massive amount of prep work and sifting through paperwork.

“Hey, there. Why am I not surprised to find you still here?” Jess asked.

“Probably the same reason I am not surprised to find you still here,” he replied.

“Well, I guess workaholics stick together,” Jess said with a smile.

“I had a great time the other night,” Dean said. “I’d love to take you out again soon.”

“I thought it was just a one-time celebration?”

“It started that way, but I think it deserves to be something else.”

Jess smiled coyly at him, walking a bit closer, allowing him to smell her perfume and catch some more cleavage out of his peripheral.

“I like the sound of that,” Jess said.

She was starting to feel very aroused. Maybe it was the intense focus on the work she had just been doing. For some odd reason it often put her in the mood.

Dean’s eyes glazed over with lust. He looked at her intently, staring deep into her eyes and through her being. It was very erotic and she could hardly recall when she had felt the presence of attraction that was hotter than it was right now. She found herself leaning in closer to him.

“I have been thinking about this for a while,” Dean said. He pulled her close and kissed her softly.

“I know,” Jess said.

“Do you? Well, then I take it you have thought about it a time or two as well?”

“Maybe,” Jess said between kisses.

“Maybe?” they kissed again, deeper and firmer.

“I think about a lot of things,” Jess said. She kissed him again feeling his hand on her lower back, travelling up under her shirt and scraping the skin. Tingles of excitement began to rise within her.

“What sort of things does your naughty mind think about?” Dean asked, his hand moving to the front and undoing one button on her shirt.

Jess smiled. God he was turning her on.

“Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“I definitely would,” Dean said, his voice barely above a whisper oozing sex. Silky.

“Well, you will have to use your imagination,” Jess said as he undid a second and a third button. The cool air invaded her shirt adding to the lust she was building.

“I’m not that creative,” Dean said. He finished off the last button and pushed open her shirt, revealing her large, soft chest held captive by a bra that was almost too small.

“Would you like a demonstration then?” Jess said.

Dean kissed her again, moving his tongue inside her mouth and caressing her.

“I feel that would be best right now,” Dean replied.

“As you wish,” Jess said.

Dean pulled her close and pressed his mouth firmly on hers. His strong hands against the back of her head, pulling her close was so dominant and exciting. She loved to be taken this way. She wanted it, needed it, and craved it. As much as she loved to be in control of everything in her world, when it came down to it she was no different than any other woman—she wanted to be taken, hard.

Dean wasted no time in removing her bra, allowing her large breasts to swing free. He pressed them harder against his body as he continued to consume her mouth within his, moving his mouth in sync with hers, pressing his lips hard against her own.

Suddenly he spun her around and pushed her against the copier. He hiked up her dress and pulled down her panties. In an instant he had freed himself from his pants and with one strong thrust he was deep inside of her.

A loud moan escaped her as she was surprised by the size of him and her body opened wider to accommodate him. He began to move hard and deep inside of her as she braced herself against the copier and let the man take her completely.

The relinquishing of control was in and of itself the most erotic thing for her. With any man she had ever been with it was that way. Just letting him have his way with her and enjoying the pleasure that she was being given. She bucked back against him harder, matching his thrust with her own movement helping him go deeper inside of her.

The pleasure was longer than she had ever known. It lasted a good fifteen minutes of non-stop pumping harder and harder into her, punishing her in ways she craved.

When it was over they casually put their clothes back on and Dean kissed her deeply, to cap the lovemaking off properly.

“I want to thank you for that amazing demonstration. I fully understand what you were talking about now,” Dean said, still playing the game.

Jess laughed. “I’m glad. I have to say I learned a lot as well.”

Dean grabbed up his papers and headed for his office, giving her only a flirty glance backwards as he shuffled slowly down the hall. Jess had to laugh at the nonchalant manner he displayed after giving her a great sexual experience. She loved the offhanded nature of men; they were able to enter someone else’s body and just borrow it for a bit without the slightest emotional attachment.

Jess was glad of this, being a woman who basically did the same thing. It wasn’t that she didn’t want any emotional attachment to someone ever, but the right guy had not come along yet and the right time was far from close. She went back to her desk and worked until midnight, enjoying the quiet of the world.