“Lower.” Jessica nearly growled with pleasure when Harvey pressed his knuckles into the muscles next to her spine and worked her tense muscles loose. They were tense, of course, because Harvey had taken things to the fine line of prudence at work once again, nearly losing a client before closing the case in typical Harvey Specter fashion.
“Is this your version of taking me down a peg? Making me service you?”
Jessica didn’t have to see his twinkling eyes to know he hadn’t learned his lesson yet about whose name was on the firm’s letterhead. Twenty minutes later when she had him pinned to the bed, her pussy just out of reach of his mouth, and he started to beg, to promise things that made her the smug one in the room, that was when the lesson was finally sinking in.