Insufferable Proximity (28 page)

Yes, today would be
very
difficult.

She shuffled her way to the bathroom where she quickly showered, almost afraid to touch her own body. She was still a little tender in certain places, but that wasn’t the real problem. For some strange reason her body was still in a mulled state of arousal and just running the washcloth over her skin was too much for her senses. With each move of her hand, she was actually having flashes of Julian and the things he had done to her. If she didn’t stop bathing herself, she knew she would run to the bedroom then jump on top of Julian and demand that he service her. That was a humiliation that she was just not prepared to live through.

She dried off and wrapped the large fluffy towel around her wet body then headed down to his enormous kitchen to start a pot of coffee. She looked at the wide, black, marble top counter, seeing the infamous chocolate chip cookie bag and felt a blush spread across her face. She could not figure out how she had become so romantically and pathetically giddy? She called Julian a choice name under her breath then headed back upstairs to quickly get dressed while the coffee finished brewing.

She walked back into the room, seeing Julian hadn’t even stirred and she wondered how he stayed asleep during his own snoring, it sounded like there was high powered miniature chainsaws caught in his nostrils. How could he just be sleeping so peacefully and not the least bit worried about the day? She wanted to pick up the book on his dresser and project it towards his head, but she knew he would only tackle her to the ground and proceed to molest her. She grinned and walked over to her designated dresser, opened the slim top drawer where she kept her underwear, then frowned when she saw it was empty.

“Julian!” she yelled from across the room and he stopped snoring. She stomped over to the bed and smacked his shoulder “Julian, get up!” she yelled.

“What?” he mumbled as he looked towards his alarm, his first thought was that he was late.

“Where are all of my underclothes?”

“They’re gone.” he said as he tried to pull the pillow over his head and go back to sleep. She snatched the pillow and threw it to the foot of the bed.

“Give them back to me right now!” she snapped as she stomped her foot. He turned to look at her, his eyes flashing with anger.

“I told you if you wore them one more time I was getting rid of them.” he said as he pointed an accusing finger at her, “Now you have to do what I tell you.”

“But I have court today!” she squealed.

“I don‘t care.”

“Well I do! I have to go into a court of law and defend an innocent man against a cutthroat District Attorney, who hates me because he can‘t beat me.”

“So.”

“So?” she was literally three seconds from clobbering him. “What do you mean - so?”

“You don’t need panties for that.”

“Are you out of your mind? I am not walking into that courtroom without panties on!”

“Why? The only way anyone in that court room would know you weren’t wearing them is if you pulled up your skirt. Since pulling up your skirt without me in the room is a breach of contract, you don’t have anything to worry about Princess” he said with a grin as if he had just solved the problem for her. She looked at him like he was insane, she didn’t even know respond to that.

“Control freak.” she turned to walk away from him.

“Come here.” he said grabbing her hand.

“No, I have to get ready.”

“I have 20 minutes before this alarm goes off and since you woke me up early, you’re going to entertain me until it does.” he sat back against the headboard, “so take off the towel.”

“We don’t have time for this, we’re going to be late and I refuse to be late because of you. It‘s bad enough I have to go to court without a bra.”

“Or panties.” he grinned and she could not stop herself from throwing her brush at his chest. Julian chuckled in response.

“You’re such a prick.” she hissed.

“You better get that towel off right now or I guarantee you’ll be late. You’re not leaving this room until I’m done with you.”

Oh she would take off the towel alright, and then wrap it around his head until he passed out. Instead she stood tall as she stripped the towel from her body, and then dropped it on the floor with one quick wave of her hand.

“Happy now?” she glared at him, her hands on her hips.

“Very happy,” he smiled, feeling honored to be able to just look at her, at his own leisure. “Now spin for me.” he demanded and she slowly turned around, showing him everything.

“You only do this to humiliate me.” she said

“No, I told you, I do this because I love looking at you.” he reached over and pulled her to the bed beside him, then slid his hand down her belly to rest over her sex “and touching you. I refuse to waste something so enjoyable and I intend to take advantage of every available second I have with you.”

“And you’re still aware of the fact that I can’t stand you?” she said it, but she wasn’t entirely sure if she truly meant it. Sure, she still despised him, a little, but not as much as before, and she definitely didn’t despise some of the things he did to her.

“Of course I am,” he bent his head to kiss her neck, then the sensitive skin behind her ear, “that’s the icing on the cake and that’s what makes me want to fuck you all the harder. Your hatred is my foreplay.”

***

Heaven had court first thing that morning and Julian spent most of the afternoon tracking down a new character witness for his client. This person could make the case and guarantee Julian an early win to what could potentially be a very long trial. Julian was close to victory, close to proving his client innocent, he could feel it. With the recent developments, he was hopeful that by this time next week he would have a verdict.

Heaven was on her way into the firm, court was in recess for lunch and she had decided to go back to the office. Normally she stuck around the courtroom anxiously awaiting for it to be back in session, only going back to the firm under dire circumstances. Since her mind was already so overwhelmed with her case, she decided not to analyze why she felt the need to be back in the office and closer to Julian.

By the time Heaven got back to the firm, she had enough time to grab a few files and fill her coffee mug before she needed to be back in court. She had just finished up in her office and was headed towards the cafeteria when she heard Julian’s voice. She stood back where she could not be seen as she listened to the conversation already in progress.

“What is it?” Julian asked, sounding irritated.

“I was thinking,” Heaven heard the females voice and cringed, only Mrs. Strain had a nasally voice like that, she could not stand that woman’s voice, especially her laugh, “since it is my birthday weekend and all, I thought maybe we could get together, I know a great little place where we can be all alone.”  Heaven began chewing the side of her lip as she listened to her fellow attorney throwing herself at Julian’s feet.

“I can’t-”

“I have new nipple clamps.” she whispered with a wink.

“I have plans this weekend.” he said and she shrugged.

“Well if they change, get a hold of me lover.” she purred and Heaven headed toward the exit door before Julian left the cafeteria. She was fuming on her way to court and could not concentrate let alone remember her clients last name and to top it all off, she hadn’t even had a chance to grab her coffee.

Not only was she angry at such a disgusting display of desperation and lust, she was also angry at herself for allowing them make her angry in the first place. She could not understand why she was mad, she should be happy Mrs. Strain wanted to take Julian away for the weekend, it would mean less time for Heaven to have to spend with him. It was the perfect solution to her dilemma, but for some reason unbeknownst to herself, she was infuriated. Lila Strain was a condescending, conceited tramp who would have voluntarily slept her way to the top if her talent had not taken her there first.

She was a great attorney, but she was a cocky bitch who wore suits 2 sizes to small and displayed her assets whenever humanly possible. There had always been talk around the office of Julian and Lila having some type of lurid affair, but Heaven had never entertained the gossip that flew within the walls of the firm. Usually it was the entertainment of the bored groupie-secretaries, who made Julian their subject matter for such fodder, due to their unreasonable fixation with him.

Heaven knew she shouldn’t even give a damn, but their conversation kept nagging at her. Was that the type of woman Julian
really
preferred? Submissive and on her knees for him at all times, making herself always available and ready for his demands? Of course that was what he wanted, had she been so blind to forget who she was dealing with? That man who was so magnificent in bed, the very man who could turn her skin into a liquid latex-type substance was still a domineering whore. He had those amazing skills for a reason, maybe it wasn’t his talent alone, maybe it was any man who had sex with countless amounts of women. Maybe he wasn’t so special after all, she would have to focus on that as well as his whorish ways for now, otherwise she was not sure if she would be able to perform properly for court.

She shook her head to clear her thoughts as she pushed opened the court room door and took her place beside her client, her mind re-focused on victory for herself and justice for her client.

***

Lila Strain watched Julian walk through the cafeteria doors and away from her, her only thought was of her birthday wish and what a perfect moment for it to come true.

Lila had just celebrated her 38
^th
birthday, she had thrown herself a ridiculously expensive party and filled the place with friends whom she had rented along with the reception hall. She ordered an expensive red velvet cake from a top chef that she would never eat for fear of breaking out in pimples. She had very sensitive skin and she was hyper concerned about aging, she believed that her periodic acne breakouts were damaging her once glowing skin as well as defeating the purpose of getting lazar rejuvenation in the first place.

But she did make the same 3 wishes she had been making for the past seven years. Her first wish, the wish she prayed for every night before she went to bed, the very wish she would voluntarily remove a toe for, was that her husband would just drop dead of natural causes.

She had married her husband when she was in her 3
^rd
year of college. It was the money that had attracted her and the money that kept her by his side. Other than that, she hated his guts and was waiting for the day he finally just rolled over and died.

He was abusive and highly manipulative, he also loved barely legal girls and due to his money, some of those little girls actually entertained his perversity. He was also highly vindictive, another reason she was cautious to leave him. Sure, she was very confident in her amazing legal skills, and knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that she would obtain what she wanted in the divorce settlement, but the revenge he was sure to dish out was not something she could ever talk her way out of. He would come after her full force, with enough power and money that he would easily be able to destroy her.

She would kill him if she could, but after that little arsenic incident a few years back, she knew she would be the first and only suspect in his murder. His evil, overbearing mother Aurora had suspected what her daughter in law had done, but luckily Lila’s husband was stubborn enough to believe it was food poisoning. Lila was a smart lawyer and a smart lawyer would automatically know that all the evidence pointed to her, which was what brought her directly to her second birthday wish.

Her second birthday wish was that she inherited all of her husband’s money and that his bitch of a mother didn’t try to claim it or try to paint Lila as a black widow, husband murdering, gold-digging bitch. She alone had been the only one who suspected Lila and if by some chance her son died of suspicious causes, she would try to have Lila’s head on a stake. Hell, Lila hoped that the natural cause that would kill him couldn’t even be portrayed as suspicious or foul play, because she knew his mother would use that as ammunition towards her conviction.

She needed those two wishes to come true before she could get her third wish, the one that truly meant the most to her, the one thing that would make her life complete. Her third wish was that Julian King was all hers.

Lila had been working for the firm for well over 10 years now, she had come in as a fresh faced girl and over the years had developed into a surgically-enhanced barracuda. Her main mission when she stared was to be the top attorney and sway Ayden Kings eye, but she realized quickly that her boss did not fool around with his employees, and would quickly terminate her contract with the firm if she decided to be foolish enough to continue with her advances towards him. Instead, she just did her job and went with the flow until the day Ayden’s son came to work for the firm. She had wanted Julian ever since and knew eventually he would give into her. In her eyes, it had been a cat and mouse chase ever since, with Julian being the elusive mouse of course.

To be quite honest, she would take anything he was willing to give at this point, she would love to be married to someone like him, but she would also be happy with just a hedonistic weekend of unadulterated sex. In all honesty, she would settle for fifteen minutes in the firm’s bathroom with him right now. She just wanted him to do those things that he had done to her before, she needed him to set her body on fire, like only he knew how to do. She was ready to change out of hard core bitch mode and slip into a more submissive state of mind.