 | Boredom begets fantasy in this kinky romp through the legal world, when a young lawyer toiling away in the backroom of a law firm begins to spin steamy scenarios about lawyers in love, pushy Dominant judges, and those who serve them. Through vivid characters and compelling stories, a wicked window into the legal world opens, forcing readers to abandon old stereotypes about lawyers and embrace a world filled with legal professionals who pursue love with passion, determination, and a touch of kink. ou’ll find yourself sticking this guilty pleasure in your backpack, purse, or briefcase, taking peeks at every opportunity to indulge in some of the hottest stories about lawyers ever written. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you might even blush, but one thing is for |
certain, you will never look at lawyers or the legal profession in quite the same way. In fact, this book might even convince you to apply to law school!
Excerpt
Ah, the litigator. The gladiators of the law, the Goliath to everyone’s David. They rule the legal world with their golden tongues and sensual style, bringing witnesses to their knees and juries to their feet. We may be backroom chum, but we are not immune to their charms. Though they torture us with long hours and impossible deadlines, our little hearts go pitter-patter at the mere sight of them. You cannot fault me for letting them into a fantasy or two. That is probably the only way I will have the privilege of luxuriating in their panty-wetting presence.
Laura McClintock sighed as Carmen Marinaldo stalked toward the jury with the exquisite grace of a panther.
The mass torts lawyer exuded power, sexual heat, and passion. He held everyone in the courtroom in his thrall. Carmen Marinaldo was a true legal warrior, a man with no win-loss record simply because he had never lost at trial. He was everything Laura aspired to be—glib, refined, and seductive. He was amazing to watch.
For the past week, she had planted herself in the gallery of the courtroom, only one row behind the plaintiff’s table, hoping to garner the man’s attention. She had applied for a coveted clerkship at Carmen Marinaldo & Associates, S.C., and the competition was fierce. Laura figured sitting in the cheap seats, appearing to be one of the man’s many cheerleaders, couldn’t hurt.
The Italian Bull, as so many called him, was mesmerizing. His voice was low and seductive, yet when he backed a witness into the proverbial corner, he attacked like a cat in heat. Even the most obstinate witnesses were reduced to quivering masses of flesh as Marinaldo deftly forced the truth from their mouths. When Carmen Marinaldo set his dreamy brown eyes on a target, there was no escape.
At a mere five feet eight inches, Marinaldo’s wiry constitution led many to underestimate his abilities. His thick curly brown hair, classic Italian nose, and full, firm lips made him appear more choir boy than enraged avenger, but his incisive mind and quirky wit charmed juries and judges. And when Marinaldo smiled—a lazy aw-shucks grin—everyone sat up straight and tuned in. That was his only tell, a sign that a witness was about to be emasculated....
Laura McClintock sighed as Carmen Marinaldo stalked toward the jury with the exquisite grace of a panther.
The mass torts lawyer exuded power, sexual heat, and passion. He held everyone in the courtroom in his thrall. Carmen Marinaldo was a true legal warrior, a man with no win-loss record simply because he had never lost at trial. He was everything Laura aspired to be—glib, refined, and seductive. He was amazing to watch.
For the past week, she had planted herself in the gallery of the courtroom, only one row behind the plaintiff’s table, hoping to garner the man’s attention. She had applied for a coveted clerkship at Carmen Marinaldo & Associates, S.C., and the competition was fierce. Laura figured sitting in the cheap seats, appearing to be one of the man’s many cheerleaders, couldn’t hurt.
The Italian Bull, as so many called him, was mesmerizing. His voice was low and seductive, yet when he backed a witness into the proverbial corner, he attacked like a cat in heat. Even the most obstinate witnesses were reduced to quivering masses of flesh as Marinaldo deftly forced the truth from their mouths. When Carmen Marinaldo set his dreamy brown eyes on a target, there was no escape.
At a mere five feet eight inches, Marinaldo’s wiry constitution led many to underestimate his abilities. His thick curly brown hair, classic Italian nose, and full, firm lips made him appear more choir boy than enraged avenger, but his incisive mind and quirky wit charmed juries and judges. And when Marinaldo smiled—a lazy aw-shucks grin—everyone sat up straight and tuned in. That was his only tell, a sign that a witness was about to be emasculated....
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