BAMF Lawyer Tactics 101

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Harvey Specter was a cowboy. A gunslinger. He didn't go by the traditional rules that came with being a lawyer. There was no niceness to the opponent unless they were an old friend or he had slept with them in the past. Usually it was pretty ruthless. He would go for the jugular and he wouldn't let go until he had won. His personality in the courtroom was pretty similar to the one outside of it. He didn't take shit and he detested incompetent idiots who couldn't find a defense to save their ass. Fuck them. He was the top dog.

He invited Annie to this hearing because it wasn't one that focused on hand holding and corporate buyouts. It was one of his past cases from when he worked under Cameron. He was trying to help someone he had managed to successfully fuck over back when he was a blind idiot. He could help him now. He could do his damn job. Jessica was giving him that freedom. God fucking bless that woman.

The argument was reaching a lull and the man had practically been talking for an hour. It was probably only ten minutes, but it felt longer to Harvey. He wasn't going to stop either. His head slipped from the comfort of his hand and he wobbled. The judge cleared his throat and asked if they were disturbing Harvey. Bingo.

"Little bit, Your Honor. I thought this was supposed to be a hearing. I wasn't aware that we were gonna listen to Jerry blow smoke up his ass for half an hour." He smiled brightly and shrugged his shoulders. "Am I the only one who feels this way?" Out came a short chuckle and he glanced at Jerry who was practically about to shoot lasers out of his eyes.

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[freshoffthefarm]

By the time his tongue actually went to work on her, Annie was practically sobbing with how good it felt. In the car. Cramped quarters and all.

Pressing her hips back against his face, she moaned his name again, this time not giving a good goddamn who could hear or see or whatever else. The partition could have been down and Annie still would have angled her perfect four inch heel onto the other seat to give him more room and better access.

The sucking, though? The sucking is what almost sent her over the edge in the first minute. She held off, time be damned, until the second and then she gasped and came apart, biting her lip hard enough to leave a mark. The orgasm caused her entire body to tense and then shiver as she did her best not to hold him captive between her thighs... then she slumped down and tried to calm her breathing. "Jesus."

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That? That took about three minutes if he was being generous. He almost felt a little accomplished, but he could chalk a lot of that up to the talk and touching from before. It had helped to get them both ready to go. Her sounds and the way her body moved underneath his mouth was glorious. He could feel every tremor and it really did a lot for his ego. The big guy's name in vain? He loved it. He loved it a lot. Almost as much as his own name dripping from her lips. He also liked a good curse or two from her. Good times.

Harvey pulled back and sat up. He ran his thumb along his bottom lip and then shifted to adjust his tie. He picked up his sunglasses from the floor where they had fallen and slipped them on. He was smug. The king of smug right now. He felt like he was floating on air.

After another minute and a half the car came to a stop. Bernie must have found a way to shave a minute or two off his drive. Harvey grabbed his briefcase and glanced at Annie for a moment. Another smile spread across his lips and the door was pulled open by his driver. He climbed out and headed for the elevator.

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He was halfway across the cement and on his way to the doors before Annie had managed to pull herself upright and onto the seat of the car properly. And she still hadn't managed to catch her breath properly. The car smelled like... well, like her and she just knew the driver was well aware of what had happened in there based on that alone.

She wasn't even sure she could walk.

Lifting her purse off the floor -- had it been in her back that whole time? -- Annie slid along the seat and then placed one very wobbly foot onto the ground. Thankfully, Bernie was a gentleman and took her hand to help her to a standing position. Smoothing her skirt, Annie took a couple of shaky steps before it all evened out and then she followed Harvey to the elevator.

Once there, she gave him a look before running her fingers through her hair. Her cheeks were flushed, her clothes were still a little mussed and if she really was walking a straight line, it was a miracle. She had to look thoroughly debauched and he was probably loving it.

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Oh yes. He was loving it. He was loving it more than she could possibly imagined. She tended to get the upper hand with him a lot in these situations. Harvey seemed to just get outplayed by Annie when they were doing this dance. Once in a blue moon he could really bring it to her. He was a very slow and steady kind of guy. Every once in a while the rougher side came out to play.

The doors slid open and he stepped inside. He waited for her to enter before he hit his floor. The doors slid shut and he backed up and pressed his back against the wall. He lifted his head up and watched the numbers on the screen slowly change as the elevator rose. He was trying his hardest not to look at her and note how out of sorts she was. He was already very amused.

The ding came just in time. He was moments from not keeping his hands to himself. He stepped out and headed for his office. He managed to make it past Donna's desk without an inquisition. Mostly it was because Donna was not at her desk. He was thanking someone for that later. He held open his door for Annie and once she was in he stepped in after her and let the glass door shut.

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He was a very smart man to not look at her in the elevator because she probably would have pulled the stop button and made him do things to her in there that would have caused camera footage to end up on YouTube.

As it was, when the glass door shut, she set her purse down on the edge of his desk and turned on him, her eyebrows going up. "You caught me totally off-guard."

Before he could go too far, she slid around the back end of his desk and stopped in front of his chair. "Harvey."

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He was so proud of that moment too. Flipping the tables on her was not easy. He always thought he was fairly good at this, but he did meet his match in her. That was probably why he was so damn in love with her. There were probably a number of reasons, but that was one of them. She could keep up and she could make him up his game just to keep going. That was some kind of woman that was worth hanging on to.

His briefcase dropped and he unbuttoned the button of his suit jacket. He removed his sunglasses and tossed them onto his desk. He tilted his head and licked his lips as he focused on her. "Hmmm?" He knew what. He was already undoing his belt and unbuttoning his pants. He wasn't stupid. He was however walking just a bit too slow towards the back end of his desk.

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Far too slow. And again with the lip-licking. And as much as she loved the way he felt so good about himself all the time, there was only so much time in his office that people were going to be not paying attention to him.

Plus, she wanted him.

The moment he was close enough to his chair, she took hold of his hips and guided him into it, sliding into his lap as easily as if it were built for two. Straddling him wasn't the problem, and neither was the clothing. No, for her, the problem was going to be remaining quiet once he was inside her. The scene in the car had been such a beautiful prelude to this... and she really couldn't wait any longer.

"I love you," Annie murmured against his ear as she hovered just above him. She could have said it at any point, but she didn't want it to be a part of this. Even if the moment was brief, she wanted it to be briefly separate. Then she was kissing him deeply as she lowered herself onto him.

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He hit the chair and grabbed the edge of his desk to keep from rolling backwards into his window. Nothing would happen, but a loud noise like that would bring someone in to be annoying. He managed to shove his slacks down to his ankles before she was basically straddling in his chair. He put his hands on her thighs and held on tightly.

He was honestly in the middle of working himself out of the flat in his boxers when he heard her. He smiled softly and nodded. "I love you too." It was probably for the best that it was said before this. There was going to be nothing romantic about this next act. They could have romantic and tender sexual accounts, but sometimes they could just be rough and needy.

She found his lips and dropped down. He let out a loud groan into her mouth and his grip on her hips tightened. No more calm and collected like in the car and the elevator. He could feel his toes curl in his shoes.

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It was that kind of groan that she'd been waiting for; something that showed that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. Today was going to be a day to remember, the day that Harvey Specter had caused Annie Walker to lose control first.

Rocking her hips against his, she swept her tongue across the inside of his mouth, tasting herself just a little and, like a flash, the visual of what he'd done to her in his car came rushing back over her. A soft moan escaped as she tried to clamp down on the sensations that the memories caused in her, but she knew that it wouldn't take long for her to come again. He had that kind of effect on her.

Finally, she broke the kiss to bury her face in his neck, her hold on him tightening as her entire body tensed.

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Her hips were wild overachievers. They had always been very good at moving insanely quick and driving him out of his fucking mind. They were doing the exact same thing right now. He felt like he was going to pop. His neck was tightening and he couldn't stop himself from moaning into her mouth once more. He had been hard the entire card ride home. It was a miracle he was lasting.

The thought pierced his brain. He knew what he wanted. He knew what they needed to do. He tried desperately to find his voice. He needed to speak. "Get up." His voice was quick and a little choppy. He wanted her up and holding onto that table. "I want you--" The sensations in his body right now were making it hard to focus. "bent over my desk."

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He wanted her to stop? To focus enough to-- Okay. She could. Maybe.

It took a lot of willpower to back down from what her body wanted from her, but the way he'd asked played a big part in her decision to slow her hips to a stop, squeeze her muscles around his cock and then lift herself with great effort.

The look she gave him was a very, very intimate one as she turned around and bent over his desk, her skirt bunched around her hips, her heels putting her at the right height so that she had to actually balance and hold the edges in front of her. Looking at him over her shoulder, she smiled slowly, licking her lip again, then biting her bottom lip.

Amazing. It was going to be amazing.

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He just about came undone with that squeeze and lift. He had to grip the arms of his chair tightly and focus his mind on something a little less sexual. It wasn't exactly baseball, but it did help calm himself. He had to get calm if he was going to make himself hold on a little longer. He had to have a little secret chat with his penis in his mind. Just enough to keep himself from coming just watching her bend.

Harvey stood up and managed to shuffle over to the desk. His pants were down around his ankles. He made a clicking sound when he watched her lick her lip and then bite down on it. Yep. He was so fucked. He took himself firmly and after some adjusting slid into her from behind. Just like he had left it a moment again. He put his hands on her hips and thrust forward hard.

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Annie had been right, it was amazing.

Crying out, then burying her face in the paperwork on his desk, she pushed back against his thrusts and squeezed again. Her hands tightened hard on the edges of his desk and she braced herself in her stance for what she assumed was going to be quite a ride.

After a moment, during which she got into the rhythm, she turned her face so that her cheek rested on some file or another, her hair spilling over her face. All coherent thought had fled and she rewarded him with tiny groans of his name, God's name, and occasionally, just a tiny grunt or moan. It was that good.

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For a split second he thought he saw Donna's at the door, but he couldn't be sure. He was too busy to tear his eyes completely away from Annie. He was too busy pushing in and out of her. He was too busy keeping himself sane. If she had been there he could count her to be quiet until Annie went back to around to start making jokes about deflowering his desk. Believe it or not Harvey wasn't really a sex at work guy. There was a time for play and there was a time for work. Annie did a damn good job at blurring those lines.

One hand broke away from the death grip on her hip and circled around to press against her stomach. It wormed it's way up underneath her blouse and kept climbing until it reached her breasts. A bra almost blocked his way, but he slid his hand underneath it and his fingers found her nipple. Totally right. Could cut glass. He gave it a twist just to be sure. His thrusts were harder and he seemed to be trying to burrow deeper.

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When he tugged on her nipple, her left hand splayed out and sent several bunches of papers to the floor before she brought it up to use it as leverage. It was the only way to lift her upper body off the desk enough to give Harvey a good grip on her breasts and she wasn't about to deny either of them that kind of pleasure.

"Don't stop," she finally breathed as she felt him push further into her. "God, Harvey--" It seemed to be her official mantra of the day. Her other hand went to where his was on her hip and she dug her nails into his hand as she gripped it hard. "Harder."

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He had no doubt in his mind that Donna was working overtime to keep the noise from intriguing anyone to come looking or even to bring the noise complaint to Jessica. Jessica would not hesitate to barge in and rip Harvey a new asshole for doing this in his office. She put up with a lot of his crap, but he had a funny feeling she wouldn't be all that okay with this. He didn't fucking care though. She could barge in, but that didn't mean he would stop. He was too lost in this right now. He was too lost in his movements and how good she felt right now.

He lifted up onto his tiptoes to adjust his angle just a bit. Bless her for lifting her upper body up just a bit. He did just as she ordered and made his thrusts a bit harder. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh was bouncing around the room. He removed his hand from her hip and grabbed her hand that was digging into his. He tweaked her nipple twice more before scratching it with his nail softly.

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If it wouldn't have been extremely awkward, Annie would have thanked Donna for all the hard work she was doing right now. Well, she would have if that's where her mind was... but it wasn't. It was all locked up in what was happening over the edge of Harvey's desk and how he was driving her wild with the way he was moving.

The moment he dragged his nail over her nipple, she cried out again and gripped the hand holding hers almost hard enough to do permanent damage. It was exactly what she needed to send her over the edge and when her orgasm hit, she wasn't about to be quiet; she just couldn't. But the hand holding his... she could use it to silence herself just a little better by using it to stifle all the noises she was making.

Her entire body tensed from head to toe and she held her breath as she came, the whole trembling experience almost undone by the fact that she was still upright, barely.

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He did not expect for his hand to become a muffle. He bent forward with the pull of it towards her face. She came and she came hard. He could feel it. It was rolling off her and right into him. It took another moment and for her to bite down on his hand before he felt himself coming. His lower back stiffened and his hand fell away from her breast. God help him he was not sure if his legs would hold him after this finished rocking through his body. He really hoped he could stay vertical.

He groaned out and cocked his head backwards. Her name left his lips and then he was quiet. He gave a couple more quick thrusts and then stopped moving entirely. He untangled his hand from hers and pulled his other from inside her shirt. He stepped back just to see if it was possible and wobbled. He managed to collapse into his chair and made attempt to stand.