Mr. The Lawyer Fatal Attraction
Part 65's. The Warm October Morning

Allison POV

Weekend in autumn, late October air this morning I peeked at the phone air outside touching 8°C, but beside me I'm not alone there's someone who can make me feel warm.

"Wake up,..." A greeting voice made me turn around.

"Morning." I smiled at him and went into his arms. Finally, the scared stiff lawyer killed by my father has given his life to me.

I'm proud of him, plus he's great in bed even if his face is just mediocre.

"Can you sleep here."

"Could of course. This is a beautiful room. As beautiful as the person."

"That doesn't sound like you. Why can you praise me when you wake up in a mess with a pretty word."

"So you consider me a valuable asset. I still need a guarantee to save my life." Now he makes me laugh.

"Are you a nightmare, baby. Take it easy you can choose the way to die the good later." He laughed and hugged me back. Finally after he believed and gave his life to me there was no longer anything that kept him from saying what he felt to me.

"How about making you die of delicacy first, this one's still hard."

"You were m*esum to me early in the morning. You want to be killed how many times." She laughs.

"I'm dead for sure." He gave me goosebumps when his hands pressed down on me feeling his need still harden and touched me again down there.

"You get rid of your hands. Basic mes*um."

"You told me to get rid of my hand, but you brought your body closer. So you mean don't use your hands? Just direct? Women are hard to understand. I gave up on your language. You have to throw away the language*uk it." I am the one who is now laughing. The atmosphere became hot when in an instant she inserted herself under the short nightgown from behind her hand locking my position.

"You have to learn. Yes that means just go with the hardened one, I don't like to be touched too much, I like it feel like you infiltrate slowly like last night, a little painful no matter what it's fun, it's wet even now, I like it's like you infiltrate slowly like last night, it's a little painful no matter what it's nice, it's wet even now, it's wet even, understand what I'm saying..."

"Very clear. The size suits you." We seem to be talking about clothing sizes.

"Very suitable, very fitting. Touch where it should be easily. I like your arms, do you exercise?" I bit her arm gently as something pierced me perfectly down there and her hand cupped it*buhku.

"Badgirls. You like it downstairs while I'm working." I closed my eyes enjoying the sense of him moving slowly to the core of my body.

"Ehm lose me like last night please, that's so good." Now I speak blatantly without using the language he said was cursed.

"Understood, if you speak so clearly. It'll be easier to execute."

A beautiful and hot morning, with a friend having a nice coffee and breakfast. It feels complete and happy. I don't know how the next day will be with this veteran lawyer.

Hopefully he's not boring with his romanticism, but for now it seems he's pretty good. Perhaps after getting closer he was not ashamed anymore to do simple things a sign he was paying attention to me.

"What do you want from me, something other than praising you is beautiful."

"Bring me flowers once in a while, not when you apologize. It improves the mood. Praise me beautiful, do something for me, bring me a cake from Alma will be fun."

"Okay, I'll remember doing it."

"We're lovers, I'm your lover."

"Surely so, do we need a legal agreement now? Do I need to give you some pocket money?" I laughed at that question. He immediately wanted to send me a monthly allowance, like a husband who is responsible to his wife, so sweet, apparently dating with a more established genarasi it's like this.

"No, I'm not your wife yet, but I received a gift. It'll be nice to get a gift from you."

"Once, okay. If there's anything you want you can ask me, as long as I can and your rational request will be granted. But I may not be as rich as your princes, I will be honest with you, I still consider a 5 carat diamond a waste. I'm sorry I might be stingy, but the truth is I'm not kolongmerat." I know how hard it is to get a project, the hours spent on it, nor will I make him waste his hard-earned money. Just like I'm not going to waste my money. Even if as I said receiving a gift would be nice.

"I agree, I'm not very interested in the world of jewelry. I think the price of the shiny stone is too absurd and was created by the liberal system." He grimaces.

"Then what do you like?" He made it like a job interview.

"Shoes, I don't know why I can't hang on with pretty shoes in front of my eyes. I can't actually wear them too often. If you take me to a shoe boutique there's no way I'm not wrapping something. That's why I'm also far from there." I laugh saying my guilty pleasure.

"I'll remember that."

And this morning there was an open conversation between us, where we could say anything about ourselves. I must remember he was lousy in reading the situation.

Women want to be understood, but they are not understanding. Better to fight with him than you're upset yourself.