by Nova Black
“I have a twelve o’clock lunch meeting with President Benson.”
“Mmm,” I said, “let’s get you cleaned up.” I grabbed two soft bath sponges and handed one to Meghan, who regarded it with disdain.
“What am I supposed to do with this?”
“Scrub Pamela, please.” I poured a generous amount of fragrance free soap on the sponge, lathering it in my hands. I started with her back while Pamela hurriedly shampooed, trying to strip the oil from her hair and neck.
“Where is the meeting? His office?” I said.
Pamela grimaced, shaking her head. “No, that’s too logical. We’re meeting in one of the large conference halls on the east wing, probably the one where you had your presentation yesterday.”
I slid my eyes to Meghan and licked my lips. She flushed, still holding the bath sponge like a dried clot of excrement.
“Meghan,” my voice was sharp, “we don’t send bedmates out ill-equipped.”
She gave me an accusatory look and muttered, “Yeah, right”, under her breath but soaped the sponge and started scrubbing Pamela’s thighs, dipping between her legs.
The sight took the breath from my lungs. Pamela met my eyes over Meghan’s bent torso, raising her brow. The way she took Meghan drummed up the raw desire I was trying to control and this…
I watched the rise and fall of Meghan’s head, the soap trailing from Pamela’s stomach to her legs.
The water dripping down Meghan’s face...
Time slowing down, even the space between drops a measure of eternities.
“Did you enjoy our show, Lia?” Pamela asked, her voice soft.
I kissed her, leaning over Meghan’s wet body to do so. Meghan yelped when I forced her down to her knees, gripping her wet hair with my fingers, my other hand wrapping around the back of Pam’s neck, forcing her lips against mine.
I pulled away, loving the warm satisfaction in her eyes.
“Immensely so.” I kissed her again, showing my appreciation with the strokes of my tongue, the sharp brush of teeth.
Pamela moaned into my lips. I pressed Meghan toward me, shivering when her tongue slipped between my legs, teasing my swollen clit. New pleasure pulsed out to the tip of my toes, the back of my neck; their wet mouths working in unconscious unison.
The moment stretched, cresting until Pamela pulled away, reluctantly. “Jesus Christ you know how to kiss.” She glanced down at Meghan working her way between my legs and groaned.
Her hand shook as she traced my arm to the fingers gripping Meghan’s moving head. “I can’t even describe how sexy that is.” She gave a long lingering look at me. “How sexy you are.”
She pushed the back of Meghan’s head further into me. “If my husband wasn’t such an impatient man I might skip the luncheon and join you.” She looked down, the true nature of her desire shaping her face. “Or join her.”
Lust overwhelmed my good sense. Almost. One word, the smallest gesture, and this woman, my boss in the most basic of definitions, would be on her knees beside my little FBI agent, fighting to lick me. Wanting to pleasure me.
Mmmmm.
No. Unfortunately her absence would be missed. Someone would be sent to find her and questions raised when they didn’t.
I shook my head, closing my eyes at the disappointment. Things fall apart when I don’t stay in control of my desires. And I held too much in my hand to lose myself.
“Go Pamela.”
She smiled, pleased at my reaction. “Not tired of me yet, I see.” A muffled moan from Meghan below made her eyelids flutter. “I think… I think I am clean enough. If I stayed I don't think I would be able to leave under my own power.”
I watched her walk away; the sway of her hips unhurried in that powerful, loose-limbed walk of a woman who’s had a recent orgasm or three. I can spot that walk on any woman in a crowd.
I loved that walk.
Meghan pulled her head from between my legs. “Wait, that was Pamela Benson, co-founder of this company?” She began turning gray, no doubt recalling in vivid detail the past moments of her interactions with the multibillionaire.
I looked down at her fondly. She really was not good at investigative work. “Sweetheart, you’re performing a company audit and didn’t recognize one of the presidents? Wasn’t she on that clipboard of yours?”
Embarrassed silence. “That wasn’t my section. My, uh, my boss handles the assignments.”
“Hmm.” I said, dismissing the subject. I turned off the water and walked over to the bench, placing a warm towel on it before I sat.
I stared at her, kneeling down on the wet tiles, bedraggled, water dripping from her hair, down her back, running between her toes.
She watched me spread my legs, eyes following my fingers testing the wetness, tracing the paths of desire with my fingertips.
“Come here and taste me.” She looked up, tearing her eyes away from my wandering fingers. “And Meghan?” I let the smile show on my face, echoing our first meeting.
“Crawl.”
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