Lea's World - Intro

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Lea’s World Intro

 

 

Lea forced her trembling hands to cooperate long enough to dial the familiar number.

"Hello?”

“It's me," Lea said after clearing her dry throat.

"Oh. I didn’t recognize the number. Are you still at the courthouse?”

“Actually, I’m at the Trenton Hotel, around the corner from the office.”

“What!” Kendra’s shrill forced Lea to move the headset from her ear for a second. “I've been waiting for hours to hear something from you. Your phone is going straight to voicemail.”

“The battery died.”

“Oh,” Kendra said in a sullen voice. “Is the jury back yet?"

 “Yes.”  Lea filled her lungs with air before exhaling with a pronounced swoosh. “Ten million.”

There was a slight pause before Kendra’s response. “Did you say ten million?”

“Plus twenty million in punitive damages.”

“Wow…just. Wow.”

“Yeah.”

"Congratulations. I'm proud of you." Kendra's calm praise provided an anchor for the chaos swirling in the pit of Lea’s belly. It also put the brakes on her impulse to jump and scream in a manner typical of someone straight out of a North Indianapolis hood, not the polished attorney she was today.

Nothing, however, diminished the raw energy zipping through her entire body, blasting heat into her secret parts and turning her into a trembling mess. Her panties were soaked, her breasts were swollen, and her nipples were so hard they could be mistaken for torpedoes. If she didn’t get some relief soon she was going to lose her lust-addled mind.

“Your partner nomination is just a formality now. Are you ready?"

Hell yeah, she was ready. But the last thing on her mind was the gathering of a bunch of uptight dicks in Brooks Brothers suits debating what she already knew: she was a fire burning—just like her momma had taught her to be.  Right now, her most pressing issue was the ache between her legs that was so sharp and so strong it made stars shoot behind her lids. "I didn't know that winning, that having so much power would make me feel like... like… this."

"Like what?"

"Like I’m on a constant high. Like every inch of me is wild and out of control."

Kendra’s low moan sent another wave of need spiraling through Lea. "What do you need me to do?"

"Tame me."

“Shit," Kendra muttered. "I’m on my way. What's your room number?”

“Twenty-Seventeen. And Kendra?”

“Yes?”

“Hurry.”