The Boardroom Series – Complete Boxed Set (Boxes 1 – 6) : An office romance turned seductive submission

by Annabel Lucas

  She felt Tess’s touch against her naked lips as Tess sucked Shane’s bottom lip between hers. Tess’s fingers moving between her legs, without dipping into her slippery sweetness. Her perfectly manicured nails scraped over the tender skin between her thighs and curving down to her exposed ass. Touching without touching. Shane exhaled, the teasing fingers left her wanting, and wet as they retraced their path up her body among the goosebumps.

  The fan circled above them, providing a downward current of cool air. Tess teased and kissed her until she couldn’t tell whether the touch or cold raised the army of goosebumps that covered her body. Tess’s fingers began their descent now, the nails scraping over the tender folds, parting her slightly. Shane groaned as she felt the warmth of Tess’s fingers on her exposed pussy, slipping through folds to please her. Her whole body surrendered, flushed with desire and relief at the first touch. Shane felt Tess’s finger slip in, deeper, separating her, moving into her. Ohhhhh. She exhaled into the kiss, as Tess’s mouth moved from her lips to the hollow of her throat. Shane arched into the touch held captive by her desire. Ohhhh god. Her heart fluttering like a caged bird.

  Shane turned her head and opened eyes remembering the open window…and the gardeners. The thought surfaced and fell away as Tess touched her. Oh fuck. Tess’s fingers moving faster, increasing the ever-present pressure on her clit.

  The gardeners had drawn closer to the bedroom window and she flushed with embarrassment at the idea they’d heard her. Shane shifted under Tess in unspoken protest. Tess raised her head, and held her gaze.

  "Let them watch," she said, as her fingers entered Shane for the first time. Shane arched into the touch, the words thrilled her and ignited desire in her already wet pussy. Tess increased her pressure and kissed her again, this time the busy fingers slipped between her folds dipping into her honey sweetness, penetrating her deeper, and deeper. Shane moaned louder.

  Ohhhhhh, god. Yes, yes, yes. She wanted more. Tess answered her desire with kisses that traveled down her body, stopping to suck mercilessly at her nipples, across her tender belly, to her hip bone, making their way to the trembling flesh where peach fuzz would have begun until her lips met Shane’s and her tongue replaced her slippery fingers.

  “Ohhhhhhhgod!” Shane moaned. The words slipped from her lips as Tess's tongue parted her and lapped at the bundle of nerves. Shane closed her eyes and arched into Tess’s mouth.

  Turning her head toward the warmth of the sun, she saw one of the gardeners. He had moved his focus to the landscaping beneath her window.

  Tess entered her as she sucked, applying just the right amount of pressure with her tongue, parting Shane’s folds as her fingers curled inside her. She moved slowly, in and out, each inward thrust fucking her deeper.

  Shane glanced at the window, and the gardener met her gaze. He was dark-skinned, tanned from working outside in the California sun. He had a shock of dark hair that had fallen into his chocolate brown eyes. Pools of brown she could fall into as Tess's finger fucked her. Shane arched deeper, her breasts thrust into the air, nipples hard, as he watched. His presence heightening her arousal.

  He stood then and turned to face her, abandoning his work to watch. She looked into his eyes and felt his desire. Shane’s body hummed with pleasure, as Tess worked her, building the impending orgasm, higher. Taking her higher. Tess’s fingers that had begun by penetrating her slow and deep picked up speed, and then she added another, stretching her.

  Ohhhhhh god.

  The man was captivated by Tess’s blond head moving between her legs; and Shane spread out for all the world, or at least the lucky gardener, to see. Now another had joined him, alerted by her moans and the stillness of his distracted partner. They might have been brothers. He also had a shock of hair that fell over his chocolate eyes, which now feasted on her as Tess ate her pussy.

  He did not wear a shirt, and he appeared a little more weathered. He was clearly the older of the two. Shane closed her eyes as tingles began in her knees, the first sign of her climax. Her legs were spread wide, and her toes curled her knees resting on the bed. The warmth spread from her knees through her thighs. Tess’s tongue swirling around her clit as she fucked her.

  Shane felt her thumb, pressing against her tender asshole, not penetrating, not yet, just an applied pressure that intensified her pleasure.

  “Ohhhhh god. Ohhhhh. Tess. Ohhhhhhh” she arched into the touch. Tess's fingers curling into her g-spot, and the orgasm spread like wildfire. Shane trembled as she came, her eyes locked on his, held by his gaze. The younger man's chest rose and fell, and she had an idea of what his unseen hand was doing. The older man continued to watch, simply taking her in. His eyes sparkled with the flame that Tess and Shane had ignited. When she came again, she closed her eyes filled with the heat as Tess worked her.

  “Ohhhhhh god” She felt her muscles tighten around Tess’s perfect fingers. Fully aware that Shane had climaxed, Tess didn’t stop. Tess eased off her clit and let the climax roll over her, her fingers slowed slightly before they resumed their work, as she moved through her tightening muscles. Tess was fucking her, three fingers deep now, as the pressure on her ass intensified. In a breath, Tess was on her again, this time; her little tongue lapping up the cum that ran between her folds. Shane opened her unseeing eyes. The world had gone white.

  “Ohhhh. Fuck.” Shane wanted more. She reached down to pull Tess in. She wanted her closer. Shane felt her fingers dig into the silky strands of Tess’s hair, slipping through her fingers like silk as she wound her own fingers into Tess’s hair.

  Shane blinked and could see the men at the window, and an image of what they must see flashed in her mind. Flooding her with desire. She watched the older man, older what was he twenty-five? She felt the heat grow between them. Tess’s thumb inside her now, the thickness buried deep, while her fingers curled into the magic spot that made her cum. Tess tightened her hold on Shane and began to rock her. Shane felt the next climax approach.

  Shane watched Tess rise up, her golden eyes held her now. Shane could not look away. The golden goddess held her now, her tawny eyes sparkled with humor as she undid Shane, her hair was tossed, and her pink lips were slick with Shane’s cum. She licked her lips and watched. Shane’s body tremble, wanting more and barely able to hold on. Shane’s hands clenching on nothing but air, she reached for Tess and instead found the comforter beneath her. Her hands fisted, holding tight to the fabric as Tess spoke.

  “Shhhhhhh, shhhhhhh. Relax.” And with those words, mere whispers, Shane felt her body respond. She breathed deep, once then twice, and found Tess’s eyes. Tess rocked her hand into Shane. She felt the heat rise and took a breath as the orgasm rolled over her, and the next and then the next filled her limbs with heat and pleasure. Shane let go as color exploded in her mind.

  Her voice rose without words, as Tess pleased her again and again. When she began to come down, she felt Tess withdraw her fingers, cupping her hand gently over Shane’s now empty, clenching pussy. She pressed against Shane with her hand as she covered Shane’s body with her own. She put pressure on Shane as she climaxed once again. Fuck. Fuck…fuck. Shane panted her body on fire.

  Tess slid over Shane, her perfect tits pressing into Shane, sharing all her warmth. She felt Tess’s lips on hers and tasted a hint of strawberry beyond her own pleasure. Shane was familiar with the taste now, but a thought occurred to her as well, and the thought arose to her mind that Tess tasted like Ryan, and then it fell away. Tess tasted like Shane. The thought brought a smile on her lips. Shane felt Tess’s slippery locks slide over her face as Tess drew away from the kiss, a moment before she heard her words.

  "Show’s over boys," Tess said. Shane opened her eyes and turned her head slightly to see the men still standing at the window. “She’s a pretty one, isn't she?”

  The older one pulled his eyes away from Shane to respond to Tess.

  "Yes, very pretty.”

  Tess laughed. "Okay, time to get back to work.”

/>   The older man nodded reluctant to leave as his hungry eyes clung to her for a moment more.

  Shane looked up at the ceiling fan above her that continued to turn and began to giggle. Ohhhhhhhh my god.

  Tess slid off her, laughing and snuggled in close as she watched the gardeners return to their work. Her hand still covered Shane’s sex, as it pulsed gently. Shane wrapped her arms around Tess to pull her close.

  “Have they seen a show like that before?”

  Tess laughed, “Well, maybe not quite like that. You are quite a treat, you know. They’ve come to expect the unexpected here. That’s why it’s so easy to get good help around here.”

  "Come on, we're just getting started," Tess promised. “We have two whole days together. What do you think? You still want to go to the beach?”

  Shane nodded. “Yes, absolutely. I’m still hungry.”

  “I thought so,” Tess laughed. “I packed a lunch for us. Come on, get dressed and we’ll have a picnic at the beach.”

  "Okay," Shane said, nodding.

  Tess kissed her again, as lips warm and soft. She gave Shane's well-worked pussy a gentle squeeze and slid off the bed.

  Shane watched the door close behind her and felt the excitement rise in her belly. O.M.G. She slid off the bed and stood in front of the open window, breasts bared, nipples still hard, pointing to the sky.

  The men were working again, but the older one, glanced at her room and found her standing there. She offered a smile and a little wave. He held her gaze for a moment before a smile appeared formed on his face, and his eyes surveyed her body. She could feel his hunger, and it made her a little hungry too. How was that even fucking possible? Must be the water, but she hadn’t tasted the water. Must be the Tess around here.

  Shane laughed as she closed the blinds, giving the gardener one last wink, then she slipped back into her tiny bikini. Better let those boys work.

  CHAPTER 5

  Hot Ride

  T ess was waiting for her in the kitchen. She was dressed in a brilliant blue swimsuit. The bottoms were high-waist and showed off her lovely tan and the narrowing of her waist. On her lovely breasts, she wore a skimpy top that barely covered her breasts. Tess had wrapped her silky hair into a messy bun on the top of her head. Shane wished she had had that earlier, it would have been easier to hold on to. With the thought came a flush of embarrassment, and she felt the blush rise to her cheeks.

  “Looks like you look lovely with clothes on too,” Shane joked, winning a laugh from Tess.

  On her way coming out of her room, Shane spotted a lovely scarf on the door-nob of the bathroom door and had abandoned the t-shirt in lieu of the scarf. The scarf was lightweight and colored with shades of blue that grew deeper and faded into a deep purple. She'd knotted it at her waist. Now it slipped down until the knot tightened at her left hip.

  “I found this.” She said, letting the silk run through her fingers as she approached Tess. “I hope you don’t mind.”

  “Mind?” Tess laughed. “I left it there for you.”

  Shane smiled. This wasn’t the first thing Tess had arranged intentionally for her. Shane laughed. “In that case, I love it,” she said. “Thank you.”

  “You’re very welcome.” She smiled. “Ready to go?”

  “Absolutely,” Shane said.

  “Why don’t you grab the beach bag, and I'll take the picnic basket."

  Shane grabbed the canvas tote with two colorful towels poking out of the top and noticed the picnic basket was actually a picnic backpack. Tess slung it over her shoulder as Shane followed her out the back door past the pool. For a moment Shane thought of sliding into the crystal-clear pool while the men worked around them, but the thought rose up and drifted away in her mind; like the waves in the distance.

  “Come on,” Tess coerced, smiling. “I have a surprise.”

  “A surprise?” Shane laughed.

  “Oh,” Tess turned to meet her eyes. “You know, I have a bunch of surprises. You’ll like this one.” Shane followed Tess around the house, and along the curve of the driveway. The dogs had been napping in the shade of the house. Roused by Tess's presence. The large white one, Ty, she remembered rose to follow and was soon joined by the Sammie. Now Tess lead Shane and the dogs, off of the warm paved driveway, into the dirt path and cover of trees. Maybe flipflops weren’t a great idea for the actual walk to the beach. The path was narrow and winding, but after sitting all morning on the plane then in the car, Shane didn’t mind. Eventually, the trees parted to reveal a building that mirrored the style of the house, but smaller. More of an outbuilding, then she heard them. The surprise, revealed by an excited whinny, and it sounded close.

  Shane stopped in her tracks, and Tess glanced over her shoulder surprise spoiled by her noisy ponies. She laughed, and then grasped Shane’s hand to pull her along. “Have you ever ridden?”

  Shane laughed nervously. “Horses?”

  Before Shane could formulate an answer, they turned the corner, and before them stood two beautiful horses. The first, all black with a white star on its forehead, and a smaller chestnut mare with a light brown mane and tail.

  As they moved closer to the horses, a man emerged from the barn. Shane caught his eye and felt the blood rush to her cheeks. It was the older man who had been tending to the gardening. He was dressed in cargo shorts and sandals, but still very much shirtless. His brown skin kissed by the California sun. Shane stared for a moment before Tess began the introductions.

  “This is Midnight,” Tess said. For a moment, Shane thought she meant the gardener before noticing her gesture to the larger horse. Then Tess pointed to the smaller horse, “and this is Fawn. Midnight is mine, and Fawn, well, she’s mine too.” Tess laughed. “but why don’t you take her today?” Tess moved toward Midnight, and as if it had just occurred to her, turned back.

  “Oh, this is Alejandro.” She said and nodded to the man in the shadows. “I’m sure you recognize him.”

  He nodded back.

  "Ali, this is Shane." She said, giving him a smile and a wink.

  “Tess, when you said, take her, do you want me to ride her?" Shane asked incredulous.

  Tess laughed. "Yes, honey, take her to the beach. It's a bit of a jaunt. These lovelies make for a quick trip unless you prefer the trek by foot, but I don't advise it. I didn’t hear your answer, have you ridden before?”

  Shane shook her head. “Never.”

  “I see.” Tess considered this information for a moment while Shane waited for the solution.

  “Here honey,” Tess encouraged. As she stepped closer to the small brown pony. “Say hello to Fawn.” The horses wore halters but no saddles. They were tethered to a long wooden pole off the side of the barn. Tess’s hand fell away from Shane’s as she stepped up to the horses.

  “Hello, beautiful," Tess said to Fawn. The smaller horse nickered and nuzzled Tess. Midnight noticed and whinnied to her, obviously jealous. Tess laughed.

  “I’ll be right there, you old sour puss. Here Shanie.” Tess said, as she held her arm out. Shane approached tentatively, stepping into the horse’s space, suddenly very aware of its size. Tess tucked her arm around Shane’s waist and stroked Fawn’s nose.

  “See? She’s a gentle girl. You don’t have to worry. It’s okay, you can pet her.” Tess coaxed. Shane nodded and stroked the pony’s head.

  “This might help.” Alejandro said. He stood beside her and placed half an apple in her palm. “She likes treats.” He said, as Shane took the fruit from him.

  “Like this.” He said, holding his palm flat. Then he took her hand and uncurled her fingers. Gesturing to Fawn.

  “It’s okay.” He said softly.

  Shane held her hand out to the animal and felt Fawn’s lips tickle her palm as the pony took the treat from her hand. Shane laughed, as Fawn crunched on the apple and lifted her head in expectation.

  Alejandro laughed. “She wants another.”

  “Seems like it,” Shane said and laughed, suddenly
very grateful for the gardener’s presence.

  Shane looked up to find Tess. She stood by Midnight; stroking is head as she spoke softly. The dogs had resumed their naps in the shade of the barn. From inside the barn, Shane could hear movement accompanied by other nickers and whines of other horses.

  “You up for a ride?” Tess asked.

  “A ride?” Shane asked incredulously. She wasn't afraid of standing next to Fawn anymore, but riding was something else entirely.

  "Come on, you'll love it." Tess swung up and onto the horse's back and turned her attention back to Shane. "All you need to do is hold on. Fawn will follow Midnight wherever he goes, they’re a pair, kind of like you and Ryan.” She laughed, and then grew serious, at Shane’s obvious discomfort. “Really, it’s okay. Ali will help you.”

  Shane felt the nerves in her stomach tighten.

  “I could ride with her if you’d like, Tessa.” Alejandro offered. “I’d bring the horses back and come back for you later.”

  Tess was quiet and considered the solution for a moment. Her tawny eyes sought out Shane’s indigo eyes. “What do you think?”

  Relief flooded Shane, and she was nodding before the words were out of her mouth. "Yes, I think that's a great idea.” She turned to him, grateful for the suggestion. "Thank you, Ali,” Shane said, testing his nickname on her lips.

  He smiled back. “Of course.”

  Tess moved passed him, on Midnight and reached for the bags. “Here Ali, I’ll take those.” She said.

  Shane watched as Tess put on the backpack and slung the beach bag over her shoulder.

  Midnight moved under her carrying her toward the crash of the distant waves, and she called over her shoulder. “I’ll see you down there. Don’t worry Shanie. Ali will take good care of you.”

  Ali’s somber eyes met hers and he nodded. She knew. He would take good care of her.

  He stroked the little horse, murmuring softly in Spanish, then he unclasped her lead. Shane watched as he moved to the pony’s side and swung effortlessly onto her back.