Chapter 3

Ryan

My cock pulsed in anticipation of seeing her again. I wanted to feel myself inside of her wet hole. I knew I would have to behave myself for at least one day and my body was revolting against me already.

As she walked into my office, I stayed behind my desk to hide the bulge of desire I had for her.

Her long red hair was pulled back as she tried to make her vixen body look like a lawyer. It was cute how she tried so hard to hide her figure. Her hips and breasts weren’t meant to be hidden, they were meant to be on display. Or at least naked in my bed so I could enjoy every last curve of her body.

Her breasts teased me as they pressed against the buttons of her blouse. My mind begged the buttons to just let go. Release her beautiful body from the confines of that shirt.

I watched intently as her hips moved from side to side when she entered my room.

Damn.

I needed to fuck her again.

My body needed to hear her moans as I thrust inside of her. It was going to be a really hard day trying to behave myself.

But if I was ever going to convince her to work with me, I would have to behave. She would never agree to come to the prison if I wasn’t nice to her. She needed to see my nice side. She needed to feel like I could be trusted.

What she didn’t need to know was that I was intending to use every part of her over the next three months. Before she could blink, I would have her naked in my bed and passing out from exhaustion.

Her sweet little smile was not ready for what I was about to do to her.

Jennifer

I tossed and turned all night long. My mind raced with thoughts of Ryan. It was a bad idea to work with him, I knew this. But I just couldn’t help myself. I wanted to be close to him. Even when he was an asshole, my body still longed to be near him.

I only got a few hours of sleep before it was time to get up and get ready for my first day of supervision and classes.

Only a couple days before I had been filled with confidence and excitement about this school year.

Now…

Now I was filled with uncertainty. I had fucked a stranger in a backroom of a club and then accepted him as my internship supervisor. This was nowhere close to how I thought law school was going to turn out.

The power he had over my body was intense and I found myself longing to be in the same room with him as soon as possible. He was an asshole, yet there was something about the way he touched me. He tried to push me away, he tried to pretend that he didn’t care, but when his hands were gliding over my body, I could feel gentleness in his touch.

“Jen! I’m so excited. I totally love my supervisor. She’s a former district attorney. Smart as hell and it’s going to be a great year.” Rose said as she came into the kitchen and sat down.

I wanted to tell her about my supervisor too, but I knew how much she would flip out. Eventually, I would have to let her in on my secret. But not yet. She would totally freak out the second she knew Ryan was the same guy from the bar. I just didn’t have enough energy to deal with her yet.

I didn’t even know if I was going to stay with him. Law school was hard enough without always worrying if your supervisor was going to try and have sex with you during your supervision time.

What I needed was a smart female lawyer to work with like Rose. I would be able to concentrate and really learn the ins and outs of this work. Yes, I could have fun with Ryan for a semester; but was I going to actually learn anything? Probably not.

He was likely going to want to spend all our supervision hours screwing on his desk.

Which is a nice thought, but not practical for me in getting a good job after I graduate. It was nice to be wanted so badly though. Guys my own age were always trying to play games; they didn’t want you to know they liked you. So instead, they would ignore you for weeks. It was a stupid game and I didn’t like playing it.

As I drove to school, I could feel myself worrying about how this day would go. I had spent an extra long time in the shower and shaved everywhere; just in case I had sex with Ryan. Which was exactly why I couldn’t work with him, I couldn’t spend every morning worrying if I had shaved my legs. This was law school! I needed to be doing homework.

I pulled into the parking lot and glanced at the reflection of myself in the car before heading inside. I had purposely worn an outfit that was the opposite of sexy. A white button up blouse and some gray trousers. There was no way Ryan would find this outfit sexy.

I took a couple deep breaths and started to walk down the hallway toward Ryan’s office. It was five minutes to 9 o’clock and for any other supervisor I would have just knocked early. But I feared that Ryan would think I was eager, so I slid into the ladies room and waited for the five minutes to pass.

I found myself looking in the mirror and fixing my hair, straightening each strand so it sat in just the right spot. Then I unbuttoned the top notch on my blouse, there was no need to look like a boy. I wasn’t showing anything with only one button undone.

Finally, I dug through my purse and found my lip gloss. As I gently applied it to my lips, I reasoned that I wouldn’t want dry lips while in the room with Ryan. He would surely enjoy watching me lick my lips very much.

Slowly, I took one small step in front of the other as I made my way to Ryan’s office.

I stood outside of his office and took a couple deep breaths before knocking. I had to keep my composure today and not let his sexy eyes get me sucked into doing anything with him. This needed to be a professional relationship; there would be no more sex.

I tried to convince myself that both I and Ryan would be able to behave ourselves, but it was disheartening that I couldn’t even make myself feel convinced of this. I didn’t trust myself alone in the room with Ryan. I didn’t trust the thoughts that were constantly running through my head. The thoughts of his chiseled body and soft lips, I didn’t trust myself to be anywhere near Ryan. Especially alone in his office for the next three months.

I was going to give it at least one day though. Just one day.

This was it. If this day did not go well, I needed to just tell him we couldn’t work together. Surely he couldn’t force me to keep working with him if I didn’t want to. Even an alpha male like him wouldn’t want a woman to be around him if she didn’t want to be around him.

The problem was, I did want to be around him. I felt alive when I was near him. I didn’t care about anything else in the world and just wanted to feel his body next to mine. This was the exact reason I couldn’t keep him as a supervisor. I would never get work done. I would constantly want to feel his hands on my body.

No. I had to change supervisors. I had to tell him no.

***

“Good morning, Jennifer,” Ryan said as I walked into the room.

He sat at his desk in a casual blue business suit and seemed much more relaxed than he had the day before. His blue eyes were just as piercing as they had been before though and I had to look down at his desk.

“Um, I don’t think this is going to work.” I blurted out.

But he didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled some papers out from his desk.

“Sit down at the table over there.”

He pointed me to a large conference desk in the corner of the room. I did as he asked and went to sit down over there.

“I know you wanted me to work with you. But it’s just not going to work out. I can go and talk to the Dean and let him know.”

“Jennifer, today we are going to talk about extradition laws. Do you know much about those yet?”

Was he seriously ignoring me? I had just told him twice that I couldn’t work with him and he just ignored the fact that I had even talked at all.

“No, I don’t know much about extradition laws.”

I felt a twinge of annoyance building up inside of me. It was rude to not address something that a person was specifically saying to you. He was such a jerk. This is exactly why I needed a new supervisor.

“Alright. Then for this morning why don’t you look through these books and read up a bit on the laws. I have some other work to do.”

Ryan handed me a stack of books and then went right back to his desk.

I was sure he was going to try and get handy with me or seduce me. But maybe my request yesterday had worked. I had told him I wanted to keep things professional. Perhaps he also thought that was the best idea.

I tried to look through the case studies he had given me, but my eyes kept darting over to look at Ryan. Was he really going to let this relationship be a professional one? It surprised me. I didn’t think he was the type of guy that would be alright with that.

I pretended to look at the books, but my mind started to wonder back to the night I met Ryan.

I could feel myself getting flush as I thought of him inside of me. His thrusts begging me to explode, his hands bringing me to orgasm; I couldn’t think of anything else.

“Are you finding what you need?” Ryan asked.

I looked up in a bit of a daze. My eyes glistening with the desire to feel him again.

What was going on? I had to stop. No more thinking about him that way.

“Yes, lots of good information.”

As my supervision hours came to a close, I felt a twinge of disappointment that Ryan had not tried to make a move on me. It was exactly what I wanted, a professional relationship with him as my supervisor. But now that I had what I wanted; I wasn’t sure it would be enough.

“Why don’t you find me the specific laws in Bulgaria, France and Switzerland in regards to extradition? Tomorrow we will talk about them.”

Ryan continued to sit at his desk and didn’t even bother to get up when I left the room. He didn’t seem to care at all that we had changed the relationship to a professional one.