“Would you like me to taste?”
“Yes, please.” She was trembling. “Please.”
Tess’s fingers grazed her swollen pussy caressing blood-filled lips and folds slippery with desire. Shane arched into the woman’s touch and then her tongue as Tess descended on her, covering her exposed sex with her mouth.
Shane shuddered, lost to the suction and sensation Tess sent rippling through her. Shane curled her fingers into Tess’s beautiful silky hair, holding on as the girl moved against her. Shane pulled her knees up to grant Tess complete access. Shameless. She wanted to have this girl’s face buried between her legs, to let her go on and on.
“Fuck, oh, fuck.” Her words came out in harsh whispers. Trembling, she cried out when Tess’s fingers entered her, filling her empty pussy with two, then three fingers, moving in tiny circles seeking the magic spot.
Shane moved with her, mewing out her pleasure in inaudible sounds. Ahhh, god, yes, yes, oh, fuck.
Tess was patient and pleasing, wanting a taste of Shane's orgasms. Shane knew this without words, open to receive all Tess had to give. The power of the orgasms rose quickly from her knees to her thighs and spread through her pussy, claiming her, as Tess stroked the fire, fingers buried inside her. Fingers that remained curled inside her moving ever so slightly, fingers that made Shane come again, and again. She came with no sound, caught in the climax as tears dampened the blindfold.
Tess kissed her, warm and wet, sucking and licking, tasting of pussy. Fuck. Shane leaned up to kiss her again as the darkness from the blindfold grew somehow darker.
Oh god. Shane reached into the darkness to find Tess. Her perfect body bared for Shane to touch, her skin as soft and supple as her hair.
Shane ran her hands over the girl’s skin as Tess’s thighs spread, her pussy a breath away from Shane’s lips. The girl offered Shane a delicious prize.
Shane took it. Curling her arms around Tess’s thighs, she pulled herself up into Tess’s pussy, meeting her lips to Tess’s. She felt Tess quiver, but like Shane, she made no sound.
Shane licked and sucked, separating Tess with her lips. She was rewarded with the sweet taste of Tess’s desire, her slippery sweetness increasing as Shane devoured her, and slowly, the girl relaxed into Shane’s space, sitting on her face.
Shane held her close, with her hands over Tess's nakedness, wanting only to get closer. Finding her way down so she could slip her tongue inside Tess’s pussy, she had her arms wrapped around the girl’s thighs so she could finger her clit. Spreading her wide, Tess began to move with her, her audible pleasure echoing in the beautiful darkness. Tess was no longer silent, lowering her body until she lay on top of Shane, giving her full access to her pussy. Shane’s fingers were imitating what she liked as she plunged three fingers into the delicious warmth of Tess’s pussy. Tight. The girl was so tight that even Shane’s little fingers filled her.
Shane’s finger fucked her and moved like she was made to eat pussy. Shane shifted to roll Tess onto her back, and when she did, Shane’s blindfold slipped loose, falling around her neck, letting the golden light in.
Tess was beautiful with perky hard nipples. A blush covered her cheeks and her chest. Her golden tousled and messy hair framed her face like a halo. She was lost to the pleasure, cuming, and writhing under Shane’s ministrations.
Shane felt her pussy clenching and unclenching around her fingers and took Tess’s right breast in her mouth. The girl’s breast was mouth full. She nipped the nipple, teasing it between her teeth tenderly before she began to suck.
Tess arched up into her, caught between the suckling pressure and the fingers moving inside her. Shane moved to her left breast, not wanting any part of this golden beauty to be neglected and began to suck as she twisted the wet right nipple between her fingers.
Tess trembled when she came again. Shane held her, letting her catch her breath, her body still shuddering. Shane was still until the orgasm passed. After a moment, she coaxed the next and the one after until the girl was shaking in the hands. Unsure whether she liked to give more than she gets, Shane continued to please her, until Tess was rose up, and pushed her back, her mouth crashing down on Shane’s in a crushing kiss- teeth and tongue with evident desire. Tess pulled Shane close, skin on skin, moving against her, her fingers between Shane’s legs spreading her apart.
Shane’s orgasm started rising as her knees began to shake. She closed her eyes and opened them to darkness to find Ryan there, breathless, finishing the kiss Tess had started.
He entered her, thick, full and fast. Pleasure crossed to pain as he began to move inside her fresh from sleep, driven by his pleasure more than hers. Fucking her in long strokes, he slid her underneath him and bore down on her. She tried to draw her legs up, giving him more room, and he spread her wide, moving his hands under her knees to hold her in place while he fucked her without mercy.
Oh, god, god. She was cuming and could not find the words to tell him or the strength to move him as the second orgasm crashed over her and the third. She was crying and mewing from pleasure, barely able to take it as the full force of his weight pressed into her, his mouth possessing hers, breathing in her life as she breathed it out. She clung to him as he fucked her. She felt him grow ridge, and she knew he was close. When he relaxed his grip on her, letting her go, she wrapped her legs around his waist to prevent him from pulling out.
He kissed her then, locking her mouth with his. As his spent body relaxed, his cock buried in her pussy.
***
Shane woke to sunlight streaming in through the open curtains. She closed her eyes against it, but the bright firelight blazed against her closed eyes, lighting up the darkness. Ryan lay next to her, sleeping deeply.
I have to pee. She moved away from him, careful not to wake him. Her hair hung in front of her eyes, she pushed at it and ran her fingers through it to straighten the stray strands. As she did, her fingers sunk into the tangled mess of bed head.
Jesus, what was she a naughty sorority girl? The back was worse than the front. How did her hair get this ridiculous? She moved on aching legs across the hotel room.
The deliciousness of last night's dinner lost its appeal some twelve hours later, sitting on the floor in the open air. She squatted down to push the tray against the wall. She'd need to take that to the hallway outside so they could take it away. Under her feet, the floor changed from the commercial paisley carpeting of the hotel’s guestroom to the cold linoleum of the hotel bathrooms. She shivered, wishing for her robe and sank onto the cold toilet seat. The sun bore into the room, casting a thin reminder that outside in the real world, it was daytime. Day time Vegas. How depressing? Even more so, it was Monday. Shane emptied her bladder and winced at the soreness between her legs. She rose to return to bed. Her trip had been completely derailed.
She moved through the dark chill of the hotel suite, seeking her phone and her purse. It would be better to have a plan, even a brief one, for the day before she crawled back into a dreamless sleep. A dark, shapeless object on the floor proved to be her robe. She retrieved the soft fleece cover-up and slipped into it, wrapping it around herself and tying it securely. Maybe a brush?
Relying on the daylight streaming in, she stared at the sink, waiting for her eyes to adjust. Slowly the objects on the counter began to take shape, and she was reminded she was in Ryan’s room and not hers. Selecting his toothbrush and toothpaste, she covered the brush in the minty paste and brushed away the night’s sleepy taste that hung in her mouth.
She didn’t think he’d care that she used his toothbrush, for all they’d shared, it seemed silly that she would choose bed-mouth over his toothbrush.
Spit and rinse. Spit and rinse. She was starting to feel human again. Searching the counter with tentative fingers, she sought the brush, reaching into her memory of the night before. There had to be a brush or pick. Come on. This man prided himself on proper grooming, although the clean-cut look he wore didn't require a brush. Her fingers closed on
the handle of a wide-tooth comb, hers. Oh, thank God. She drew the comb through her tangled hair, pulling out the knots until her hair hung in silky curls around her face and down her back. Better, much better. If only, there was coffee, and then, there was. The room was equipped with a small coffee pot and a selection of complimentary coffee options.
She added water and pushed the brew button, dumping dry creamer and artificial sweetener in her cup while the coffee brewed. It was a wake-up sort of delicious smell, adding clarity and purpose to the morning. Shane’s mouth was watering by the time the little pot finished brewing. She set out a cup for Ryan and curled up in the chair closest to the window to review the limited to-do list she'd begun and set about carrying over unfinished tasks and revising the day's tasks.
Shane opened her email and found a group email with Michael, Drew, and Tess.
She frowned. Something needled at her mind like a secret she’d forgotten for a moment before the dream came rushing back.
It hit her with a force that rocked her back in the chair. Her body physically moved by remembrance. The dream of Tess loving her, touching her, kissing her, it had been so real. She’d been fantasizing about this woman all weekend. Heat rose in her cheeks. She’d never thought about another woman like that. Except the dreams felt so, she paused. So, what, honey? So real? Like something you’d like to pursue.
Shane closed her eyes, letting the questions hang in the air before she answered yes and yes.
Good thing they weren’t heading for home yet. They had one day left. A smile spread across her lips. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?
Right. Vegas, Baby.
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The Game Room
Annabel Lucas
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This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real places are used fictionally. Other names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
All rights reserved.
Copyright © (2020)
Annabel Lucas
To my sisters, forever grateful for the bonds that bind us. Love, blood and babies.
Contents
CHAPTER 1
Dreams
CHAPTER 2
Boutique
CHAPTER 3
Dresses
CHAPTER 4
Elevators
CHAPTER 5
Drive
CHAPTER 6
After Party
CHAPTER 7
Playmate
CHAPTER 1
Dreams
S hane woke to darkness, her mind bright and alert. She slipped from her place beside Ryan and stole across the room to retrieve her phone. It was from 5:30 AM. Early, too early to be bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. The world beyond the blackout curtains would be dark, even here in Vegas where the city never slept. She was curious about Micah’s condition since his heart attack in the hotel lobby. As of yesterday, he was doing better- so much better than what could have been. She refused to let her thoughts spiral down the black hole of could-have-been. Shane followed her instincts and sent off a short heartfelt inquiry to Michael, Drew and Tess; his sons and niece. Her phone vibrated in her hand, and somewhere in the darkness, she heard Ryan’s phone chime with an incoming notification. It was Amanda checking up on her. Shane set a small cup of coffee to brew before she checked the incoming email.
Amanda their driven, type A, all business no play boss wanted to know how things were going. God bless her, Amanda was being patient with the whole situation. The focus of the four-day weekend trip had been to woo the Rossi family and close the deal. The deal with Vino and the Pairing campaign. Shane knew Amanda would be very interested in the next steps, but Shane didn’t see much happening today. She read through Amanda’s email and began preparing her response. Shane reassured her fearless leader that they had taken all steps to accommodate the family during this difficult time and would continue to build the relationship until a contract be signed. Hopefully, that would be soon. Amanda’s email response came back quickly her tone appreciative and encouraging. Her instruction was for Shane and Ryan to spend the remainder of their time in Vegas as needed and she’d see them at the office upon their return.
Satisfied with the exchange, Shane drew back the blackout curtain slightly. It wasn’t as dark as she’s imagined. She sank into the hotel’s side chair and watched the sunrise over the cityscape while she sipped at her coffee. By the time she heard Ryan stir, the sun cast a soft glow on the horizon and her coffee was gone.
She closed the curtain, shutting out the morning light and moved through the darkness until her knees connected with the mattress. She crept in as carefully as she’d crept out. His body naked and warm, curled around her; even asleep, he pulled her in.
Shane rubbed his head as he pressed against her, his breath warm on her skin.
“Ry.”
No response.
Her hand traveled from his close-shaven head down his back, rubbing.
“Ryan?”
Nothing The man was out fast. Shane felt the draw of sleep and let him hold her. The morning was still early, and they were still riding on this deal. Shane let the lingering to-do list fall away, following him into a dreamless sleep
She woke to his kiss whispering on her lips.
“Hey you,” he said, holding her tight. He smelled of sleep.
“Hmmm.” She rolled into him, nuzzling her face into his chest, not wanting to make words. She didn’t feel bright and awake any longer.
He kissed the top of her head.
“Time to get up.” She nodded and stretched into the warmth of the bed as he slid out, Heading for the shower. “You want to come?”
She heard You want to cum and smiled. “Hmmm. Yeah.”
“I’ll warm it up first,” He said as he disappeared into the bathroom.
Shane nodded, “Okay.” Shane turned onto her side snuggling into his pillow.
“…be right there.”
“Okay.” His voice was distant, beyond the closed door of the bathroom, masked by running water. His phone vibrated under the pillow beside her with an incoming text. Then it vibrated again. She cast a glance over her shoulder to the thin line of light streaming into their hotel room.
“Ryan?” She called, not overly enthusiastic. He didn’t respond. Duh, He couldn't hear her. Not with the water running. The phone buzzed again.
She slid her hand under the pillow and searched for a moment before her fingers curled around his slim black phone. It glowed with the light of the incoming messages.
“Hi, Ryan…” Shane read.
It was Tess.
Shane’s breath caught her throat, and her curiosity spiked as she waited for the message to continue. Tess was typing.
“I just wanted to reach out with an update. Micah’s doing well. The hospital moved him to a less monitored floor. He’s no longer under observation. Working to get him back on his feet. Thank you for being there for me.”
The message was short and straight to the point. Nothing more needed to be said but Tess was still typing. Shane’s heart pounded in her ears. The message continued.
“I’d love to see you tonight. The boys are headed out to take care of some business. I was wondering if we could do dinner or something. I need to do a little shopping while I’m in town. So…”
Shane waited while the words hung somewhere between Tess’s fingers and the incoming message. Shane held her breath while Tess’s proposal hung in the ellipsis.
“Maybe Shane would want to go with me?” the message completed. Shane’s heart skipped as a smile played across her lips.
“What do you think?” Tess asked.
Yes, please. Shane would like to go. She replied. She was too happy with her decision to respond or rather, respond as Ryan to worry about it.
“Shanie?” He beaconed from the hazy bathroom light. She jumped, startled.
“Sorry,” she said, the word was soft, a half-hearted apology.
“Coming.” She said as she slid from the bed and set his phone back on the side table. Goosebumps rose on her skin as she crossed the room and stepped into the steamy bathroom. He was already under the running water. She stepped inside the shower with him. The heat of the water hit her skin, as he slid his arms around her and pressed his lips to hers. Mmmmm.
Shane smiled into the kiss. “Hello again.”
“Hello,” He kissed her again. His body warm and soapy. “What took you so long?” It was the closest thing to a pout she’d seen yet. Jesus, that was cute.
“I was sleepy,” She paused, “Then then…” Jesus, her mouth was moving faster than her brain. She hadn’t meant to confess to reading his incoming messages.
“Then what?” he asked.
Oh shit. “Well,” she paused considering the right words for a moment before she came clean. “Then, I was reading our texts.” He raised his eyebrows. “From Tess. Tess started texting and I was curious about Micah.”
His eyes narrowed in concern; he didn’t even care that she’d breached his privacy. “What did she say?”
“She wanted you to know that Micah was doing better.”
She watched his concern shift to relief.
“God, that’s great.”
“I know. They moved him to a different floor; they are working to build his strength before he can go home.”
“Okay.” He wrapped her in his arms, in a celebratory hug. “That’s so good.” Shane moved into him, caught in the delicious space between his muscular body and the shower’s heated spray. “What else did she say?” His chin rested on her shoulder, and she could no longer see his face.
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