VOWS OF SIN

Chapter seventeen

THE LAW FIRM CONFERENCE ROOM AFTER MIDNIGHT PT 1

Valentina stayed behind long after everyone else had gone home. She sat at the head of the long conference table on the 18th floor, surrounded by stacks of files and laptop screens. The rest of the law firm stayed dark and quiet, the only noise in the office came from the hum of the air conditioner.

At 11:45 PM, Leo knocked softly on the door and entered with a fresh cup of black coffee. Steam rose from the mug. He placed it beside her with steady hands.

Leo was a twenty-seven years old man, with dark curls, warm olive skin, and quiet eyes that always followed her.

“You can leave for the night.” Valentina looked up and told him.

Leo shook his head. “I want to help you prepare for the trial,” he said.

They worked side by side for the next hours fully focused, but Valentina felt Leo’s eyes on her more than once. His gaze dropped to her legs under the table and lingered on the way her tight pinstripe skirt hugged her wide hips.

Each time he looked, heat built between her thighs. For the first time in months, the cold, powerful attorney felt real hunger for something other than winning in court.

Valentina stood up slowly. Her heels clicked on the polished floor as she walked to the glass walls. She locked both doors with a soft click, then she picked up the remote and dimmed the lights until she felt it was okay for the eyes and a little light remained over the table.

Leo watched every move, his breathing grew heavier.

She turned to him with her arctic-blue eyes. “You’ve been staring at me for weeks,” she said in a calm but firm voice.

“Tonight, you’re going to do something about it.”

Leo looked nervous but excited, his hands flexed at his sides. Valentina sat on the edge of the long conference table. She crossed her legs, letting the skirt ride up slightly.

“Get on your knees,” she ordered.

She pointed under the table. “Crawl under there. You’re not coming out until I tell you to.”

Leo obeyed without a word. He dropped to his knees and slid under the heavy table between her spread legs. The space felt tight and warm.

Valentina uncrossed her legs and opened them wider. Her skirt slid higher up her thighs. She wore sheer black panties underneath, and the scent of her arousal already filled the small space.

“Take them off,” she said.

Leo reached up with both hands. His fingers hooked the waistband and pulled her panties down her legs. He slipped them off her heels and set them aside. She was already wet and ready for him.

Leo moved closer, making sure his warm breath brushed against her inner thighs.

Valentina leaned back on her hands and lifted one leg over his shoulder.

“Use your mouth, and go slowly first,” she told him.

Leo pressed his face between her thighs. His tongue licked a long, slow line up her slit. The wet heat of his mouth made her inhale sharply.

He tasted her juices and groaned quietly. The sound vibrated against her skin and he licked again, firmer this time, dragging the flat of his tongue over her c**t. Valentina’s hips twitched. She reached down and grabbed a handful of his dark curls, guiding him exactly where she wanted.

“Ahh,” Valentina moaned as he circled her c**t in steady strokes.

Wet, sucking sounds came from under the table.

Valentina’s breath deepened. She felt every flick and every press. Leo pushed his tongue inside her entrance, tasting her directly. The slick heat of her p***y coated his lips and chin. He moved back to her c**t and sucked gently.

“f**k, yes! That’s good. Keeping going.” She urged.

Leo worked harder. His hands gripped her thighs, holding her open. He licked and sucked with steady rhythm.

Valentina’s n*****s hardened under her blouse. She reached up with one hand and pinched one through the fabric, sending extra sparks down to her core.

Her orgasm rose quickly.

She pressed her p***y harder against his face and rocked her hips. “Don’t stop,” she ordered.

Leo sucked her c**t firmly and flicked his tongue fast.

“Yes, Yes.. oh God,”

“f**k,” Valentina came with a low moan. Her thighs shook around his head.

Wet pulses ran through her p***y as fresh juices coated his tongue. She kept him there, riding the waves until they faded.

Valentina did not let him pull away.

“Do it again. Make me come one more time before you use your fingers.” She said.

Leo obeyed.

His tongue moved slower now, almost teasing. He licked every fold and dipped inside her again. The taste of her orgasm filled his mouth.

Valentina’s body stayed sensitive, making every stroke felt stronger. She gripped his hair tighter and breathed through the building pressure.

“Leo, f**k…” she shivered as it got more pleasurable.

Under the table, Leo’s c**k strained hard against his pants. He ignored it and focused only on her. His nose pressed against her mound while his tongue worked her c**t.

“I’m close, I’m close,” Valentina’s head fell back while Leo sucked her c**t harder.

“Oh my…” Valentina’s second orgasm hit harder.

She bit her lip to stop her moans from getting louder as her body jerked.

Her p***y clenched and released against his mouth, making warm wetness cover his chin.

She finally pushed his head back slightly.

“Take out your c**k,” she said.

Leo unzipped his pants under the table. His hard c**k sprang free. It felt thick and hot in his hand. Precum already leaked from the tip.

Valentina looked down between her legs and saw the flushed head.

“Stroke yourself while you lick me,” she ordered.

Leo wrapped his hand around his shaft and started slow strokes. At the same time, he leaned in and licked her again. The dual sensation made him moan against her p***y. The vibrations traveled straight to her c**t.

Valentina watched his hand move up and down his length. The wet sounds of his stroking mixed with the sounds of his mouth.

She let him continue like that for several minutes, until pleasure built again inside her.

Leo’s breathing grew ragged, his hand moved faster on his c**k.

Valentina stopped him with a firm command. “Slow down. You don’t come until I say.”

Leo slowed his strokes. His tongue kept working her c**t in perfect circles. Valentina’s legs trembled. She grabbed the edge of the table with both hands and rolled her hips against his face.

“Ahh, oh f**k. Oh fuck.” She moaned louder as the third orgasm rolled through her deep and long.

When it passed, Valentina slid off the table edge. She turned around and bent forward over the polished wood. Her skirt stayed bunched around her waist. Her bare ass and wet p***y faced Leo under the table.

“Come out and f**k me,” she said.

Leo crawled out quickly.

His face glistened with her juices, his c**k stood stiff and shiny. He stood behind her and rubbed the head along her slick folds.

Valentina pushed back against him. “Now,” she ordered.

He thrust inside her in one smooth stroke. Her tight, wet heat surrounded his c**k completely. They both groaned. Leo gripped her hips and started f*****g her with deep, steady thrusts.

The sound of skin slapping skin filled the conference room. Valentina’s breasts pressed against the cool table through her blouse. Each thrust pushed her forward slightly.

“Yes, Yes. f**k!” she moaned louder as Leo f****d her.

Leo reached around and rubbed her c**t while he f****d her. His fingers moved fast and firm. Valentina’s p***y clenched around his thick c**k. The stretch felt perfect. She could hear how wet she was with every thrust.

“Harder,” she told him.

Leo drove into her faster. His balls slapped against her with each stroke. Sweat ran down his back under his shirt. Valentina’s arctic-blue eyes stayed half-closed in pleasure. She pushed back to meet every thrust, taking him as deep as possible.

She was partly trying to hide her moans now as she almost screamed in pleasure.

The pleasure built fast for both of them. Leo’s c**k throbbed inside her.

“I’m close,” he warned, voice strained.

Valentina reached back and gripped his wrist. “Yes, come inside me,” she said.

“Fill me.”

Leo thrust deep and held there as he came. Thick pulses of c*m shot into her p***y. Valentina came at the same time, her walls milking every drop from him. Warm c*m mixed with her wetness and started to leak down her thighs. They stayed locked together, breathing hard.

After a moment, Leo pulled out slowly. A trickle of his c*m ran down her leg. Valentina stood up straight and smoothed her skirt down. She turned to face him. Her cheeks stayed flushed but her expression returned to calm control.

“Clean up the table, and then bring me the next file.” she said.

Leo nodded, still catching his breath. He tucked himself away and reached for tissues. Valentina sat back in her chair and crossed her legs again. The taste of her still coated his mouth. The scent of s*x lingered in the conference room.

They returned to work as if nothing had happened, but the tension between them had changed. Leo kept glancing at her with new hunger in his eyes. Valentina allowed a small smile as she reviewed the case files. The night was still young, and the trial preparation had taken an entirely new direction.

She took a sip of the now-cooled coffee and pointed to a paragraph on the page. “Read that section again,” she said.

Leo leaned closer, his shoulder brushing hers and under the table, her foot slid along his calf, a silent promise of more to come before morning.