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He was amused that she was still arguing slightly about the plaque. Maybe she didn't realize how many ways a lawyer could obtain information. Then again, he kind of wanted to let that too be a surprise and see how she might react afterwards. It would be fun to both surprise her and possibly give her a tiny bit of pause as to what kind of man she had gotten involved with. "You'll be amazed at what I can do with the right motivation love." was all he said in response with a wicked grin. She would soon learn how much of a man of his word he was. "Fair enough. Makes you squeamish does it? I can respect that." he nodded a bit, finding her face when her nose wrinkled to be absolutely adorable. "Oh very binding indeed. Much more so than any legal document." he teased back, breathing her subtle perfume in, already itching to have her all to himself in the bedroom. At this point the wait was excruciating and he wanted to get her home to his place as soon as possible. He could tell she was as drunk on his touch as he was intoxicated to keep touching her by the way she leaned into him and the lovely groan he managed to elicit from her. She was so wet for him already.. and he couldn't wait to taste her. Slipping his thumb inside her panties, he used the pad to rub directly on her clit as his lips kept treasuring the skin of her jaw and throat. "My driver is waiting in the car." he husked back in hushed tones, as always prepared for anything. He tortured her needy cunt a few moments longer, relishing her wetness and the supple feel of her against his fingers before he withdrew them and steered her with him towards the door instead. "Lets get going then. I can't wait to get you alone." he admitted, teasingly sucking her juices off his thumb as they moved.

Celine couldn't hide the wide and bright smile on her lips. Not when her head was spinning from the shots they had just taken. Plus, he was charming and the way he smiled at her was infectious, only causing her own smile to grow again. "Ah, but to mail it to me, you'd have to know my address and where I live. Though I do want my plaque." Celine reminded him with a giggle as she wagged her finger teasingly at him. And she never took hookups home, Celine always went with them to their place or a quickie nearby. To her, it was all still a joke, but she would have been thrilled if he did in fact make and send her one. There was something so alluring about a man who would follow through with her little joke. "Yes, but both my parents are still alive and I don't really like the sight of blood." Her nose wrinkled up. "Plus, a pinky promise is very binding, you should know that Mr. Hot Shot Lawyer." Her head was swimming from it all, from the shots, the way he spoke, the closeness of the very attractive man and the way he stared at her like he was ready to tear her clothes off then and there. God she wanted him. Involuntarily she let out a small moan at the way his dark eyes took her in. Celine leaned her cheek into his touch, her lips nipping at his before he pulled away, silently begging him not to stop kissing her or touching her. Again she parted her legs further, his fingers finding her clothed core. Celine groaned louder this time, her hips giving a small involuntary movement begging for more. How wet he would find her to be! And his actions were only making her more wet, now totally infatuated by his touch. "Can you drive?" Celine gasped out, a sharp moan biting into her words. She couldn't in her current state, but maybe he hadn't drank as much as she had tonight. "But yes!" Celine gasped out. "Yes, I want to go home with you." She needed to go home with him actually. Xavier was effecting her beyond what she would have imagined him able to do.

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It had been a while since his firm had handled a large court case, and the pause had made them a little rusty. Which Xavier could not tolerate. They had to pull together and use some overtime to make sure every part of this case, all the testemonies, evidence and depositions had been carefully gone over, checked for facts and filed correctly for the prosecutor. Usually he would handle the case personally, but because of its size and connection to the state pressing charges, they had been working with the county on this. And the state had appointed their own prosecutor. For hours he had been going over documents, pictures and tape recordings. It was tedious, and his mind was looking for any excuse to take a break.

And yet, the most amusing sport in the world was to watch Charlie work herself wet and silly by trying to get his attention. She was getting brazen tonight. Probably just as bored as he was with work and wanting some action. But he knew that if he held out just a little longer, she would tilt. And when she tilted, he would have a blast reprimanding her before giving them both the pleasure they both craved. His dark chocolate hues shot to her eventually, as she both dared to throw her expensive shoes at him, and fuck up his desk. Steel gathered there in response to her actions. He'd expected her to yell at him or at least speak. But when she flew into his bathroom instead, he tilted his head before slowly rising from his chair and sauntering over to the door, listening in. Once he heard her moan, he knew he had to act. The little minx was getting herself off, in his bathroom, without permission.. Naughty did not even begin to describe it.

Pulling out his master key, he easily and swiftly unlocked the bathroom door and opened it to step inside. He then closed and locked the door behind him, his fingers on auto pilot as his eyes took in the sight of his bratty girl, in his expensive barbers chair, dripping all over the fine leather. Given that she was so absorbed in her own actions, he wasted no time crossing the floor to her and yanking her fingers from her aching cunt. Holding her hand by the wrist, he brought her fingers to his mouth, sucking them clean. With determination, he placed his leg between her thighs, his knee cap pressing against her soaked slit, as his hand let hers go but moved to her throat. "Making a scene. Throwing pumps at me. Locking yourself in my bathroom. And attempting to cum all over my chair.. You really do ache for a spanking don't you Miss Haugen?" he asked in a calm, but also rather frosty tone. Making sure to apply pressure on her windpipe, enough that it was uncomfortable but not so much that she wouldn't be able to breathe, he slowly pulled her to her feet. "You get one chance to apologize, before I dole out your punishment. How do you plead?"

Another long day had turned into another late evening at the office, though this was hardly uncommon in Charlie’s line of work. Tedious and mind-numbing at times, but entirely common, all the same. As far as she could tell, it appeared tonight would be much of the same, though that hardly meant she couldn’t attempt to enjoy herself in the process. 

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Initially, Charlie had hoped Xavier would join her in the fun, so she started with all of her usual tricks: lingering in his doorway, staring him down with a tilted head, unbuttoning her blouse until her torso and braless chest were exposed. But nothing had the effect she had intended; he barely even stirred when she let out a sharp, heated breath. Intentional on his part, no doubt, but she had neither the patience nor predisposition to pretend she wasn’t hot and completed bothered by this series of unexpected events. If he wasn’t going to indulge her… fine. She was simply going to have to indulge herself. 

Removing her shoes — designer black pumps that Xavier had gifted her — Charlie promptly aimed them towards his head, brushing all of his immaculately-sorted paperwork onto the floor as she stomped past, before ultimately walking into his bathroom and slamming the door shut. As expected, no measurable response from him, as far as she could tell. Good. Fine. Great! If he wanted to play that game, she could too.

Sitting down in a nearby chair, she wasted no time before spreading her legs, fingers quickly finding their way through lace fabric, one that had already been dripping wet before she began massaging her clit. It all quickly became a blur; an eye-rolling, back-arching, moan-inducing blur. She did hear a set of footsteps and a clanging of keys but Charlie couldn’t have cared less. Not even about the condition his favorite chair would be in once she came all over it, knowing full well it was off-limits to her. This was her time now.  

“Go away! I’m busy ! I’m… nggggh, oh fuck…I’M BUSY!” 

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Her humor and ease was so damn attractive. She was so full of life and laughter, while also being sweet and coy. Xavier found himself wildly intrigued and even curious to learn more about her. So what if he couldn't ever commit to her? He could and decidedly would still enjoy every second in her company. "It will be at your door in two days." He confidently told her, meaning every word. He would have it arranged for when he woke up in the morning. She might think he was only joking or saying what he thought she would like him to, but he was serious. And he hoped she would send him a picture or something of herself with it once she had it. "Yeah! There are lots of serious ways to make a promise. An oath, a blood promise, a handshake, swearing on a parents grave." he listed several, unable not to chuckle at her rebuttal. He'd only made pinky promises with is baby sister, and those he never broke, so in all fairness, she might be onto something. "And I would say self assured. It is alluring." He admitted, eyes still swirling with naughty ideas and deep felt lust. If he didn't have the restraint he did, he would have pulled her into the bathroom with him to have her right then, right there. But he wanted more than a quick fuck with her. His thumb stroked over her warmed cheek, wondering what she was thinking. Seeing as she responded in kind, just as hungry as he felt, it was hard to break away from their searing kiss. He settled for tasting her skin, as his fingers sliding up beneath her dress now that she had given him the go ahead. Nails teasing the soft skin of her inner thighs, while the palm of his left hand pressed against her clothed core, griding down a bit, his wrist moving in small circles which she would be sure to feel. "My car is right outside. I'm ready to go. How about you?" he whispered in her ear again, nipping at her earlobe and tracing the shell of her outer ear with his tongue.

Celine, while joking, had been a bit serious about wanting the plaque from him. It'd look nice on her desk at work, and it would give her something to remember this stupidly handsome and charming British man by. "I'll hold you to that." She grinned up at him, but couldn't deny the surge of excitement that flowed through her. Even if he was only being a charming man and just telling her what she wanted to hear. Maybe he did think this was only a joke. "Girlish?" She laughed. "Now I take offense to that. This is very serious business and therefore needed a very serious way to seal the deal. You can't break a pinky promise, you know." Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she stared at the man, feeling the effects of the alcohol. But he still locked his pinky with hers and shook. She could only grin in response. "Some would call me opinionated." She laughed. With him looking at her like that, Celine could imagine them getting closer. She could imagine those lips on her body. Maybe how he would sound in bed. Oh, yes, her thoughts were taking a very naughty turn with the way he was looking at her. Celine felt the blood rush to her cheeks as she blushed. That feeling didn't leave when he won and his words dripped with a double meaning. "Xavier." She repeated his name, her own lips brushing against his before he captured her lips in a kiss. She felt breathless as his lips collided with hers, her own movements turning hungry as a spark ran through her. She closed her eyes, chills running up her spine when his one hand scraped against the edge of her white dress, silently asking for permission to move up. She gave it, her legs parting slightly as she kissed him back eagerly. When he finally gave her a chance to come up for air, she was grateful he only kissed up her jawline, leaving a heated trail in his path. "I'd like that a lot." She whispered, her chest heaving slightly.