The Waiting Room

by Annabel Lucas

  “Oh,” Shane considered, feeling the nerves tumble in her belly. “I guess it is.” She pushed a tumble of curls out of her eyes and ran both hands through her hair, pulling it back to tuck it behind her ears, wishing… wishing what? Came a small voice from inside her mind.

  Time seemed to skip. Tess was closer now; Shane could feel the girl’s breath on her skin, her lips close enough to touch.

  "I like your hair." Her fingers were no longer just beautiful but now they were also soft. Tess's fingertips skimmed her face, a whisper touch, barely-there over her cheek and jaw. Tess’ fingers slipped away and then connected again at Shane’s collar bone trailing over the defined bones, over the muscle and joint of her shoulder, down her arm to entwine with her fingers. Tess drew closer and closer. Shane’s heart raced. She could smell a hint of rosemary and mint in Tess’s hair. She reached out to touch the silky tresses. The hair slipped through her fingers like water, unwilling to be held captive.

  Tess looked at her, with her curious tawny eyes, her lips hovered for a moment before she began her descent. Tess cocked her head and found the tender skin in the hollow of Shane's throat. Tess's breath was warm on her skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses in her wake while her hands touched. Small soft hands separated Shane’s skin from the sheer fabric that moved over the contours of her curves. Tess’s exploring hands ran over the curve of her breast, her ribs, the tender flesh of her belly, and lower. Her hands went lower. Tess’s hands settled, her fingers curling over the curve of Shane’s hips.

  Shane found herself staring into Tess’s eyes as the girl pressed into her, taking her face in her hands and kissing her lightly on the mouth. Shane shivered as Tess's fingers slid under the sundress' straps and slid them from her shoulders. The barely-there dress fell to the floor.

  Oh. Shane stood naked before the golden goddess except for the scarf. She wanted more whisper touches, wanting to feel that golden hair slipping through her fingers and over her body. Tess held Shane's gaze and drew up to her full height. She was four inches taller than Shane without her strappy heels. She was beautiful and in control. Shane felt Tess's fingers trail up the length of her body, over her belly, between her breasts, up her neck, and to her chin. Tess pressed gently, encouraging Shane to stand tall.

  She understood and acquiesced. The message was clear. Her body on display, wearing only heels and the silk scarf that hung slight and discreet between her breasts.

  Tess ran the back of her hand over Shane’s body, finding its way to her nipple. Shane held her breath, drawing her stomach in and wanting more. Shane could tell it pleased Tess when her nipple tightened under Tess’ caress.

  Tess observed Shane. Her fingers were as curious as her eyes. She moved Shane’s hair to loosen the scarf from her neck and replaced it around Shane’s eyes, blinding her in darkness.

  Cast into darkness, Shane trembled in anticipation. She felt Tess’s perfectly manicured fingers wander over the curve of her breast, the expanse of her flat belly, and her back. They explored her. Touching is a sight in the dark. The fingers that caressed, leaving goosebumps in their wake over her ass, finding the tender skin at the back of her thigh. Shane felt Tess press into her, her mouth taking Shane’s, baptizing her in the warmth and wetness of her kiss. Her hands were against Shane’s skin, pulling her close. Shane kissed her back, desire rising in her belly. Oh, yessssss.

  Shane moved backward, obeying Tess’s touch as the taller girl pushed her into the elevator wall. Tess’s small hands were on Shane’s breasts, twisting her nipples. A moment later, Shane felt Tess’s mouth, her nipple caught between tender nips and delicious sucking. Shane bucked under the touch, and Tess rewarded her with increased pressure as she stroked the neglected breast, before circling Shane with her arms to pull her closer.

  Closer and closer. Shane felt Tess shift, the girl’s hand lowered now, warm breath on her thighs. Tess was pulling her down, and Shane obeyed. She found the floor, a cushion of the carpet underneath her bare back. Shane stretched out, luxuriating in the expanse of the carpet.

  Tess moved away, and Shane was lost to her location, until she felt the girl kneel between her legs. Tess’ silky locks moved over her naked thighs and belly. Ohhhh. God.

  Shane felt Tess’s breath warm on her wet pussy as gentle hands pressed her knees farther apart.

  Oh please. Please.

  Tess ’s voice was in her ear. “I want to taste you.”

  Shane’s breath was caught in her throat.

  “Would you like that?” Tess teased.

  Shane tried to answer, but her voice had left her. She breathed into her response again and found her voice. "very much.”

  Tess’s hands moved over her hips and her ass, traveling over her thighs and knees, over her calves to the bend of her ankles, caressing her bare feet. Tess moved up her legs, warming Shane to her touch, giving comfort to the dark, letting Shane relax into her touch.

  Stroking her into liquid fire, this time Tess’s hand found its way up the tender skin of her inner thigh. Fingers slipping away at the last moment to caress her hips and belly up, over her ribs with a whisper touch on her breasts. Shane's heart started pounding as Tess’s hands circled back toward her stomach. Grazing the outer edges of her closely shaved pussy, Shane wasn’t sure if she heard or felt Tess say her name.

  Tess’s breath was warm on her pussy and Shane could almost feel her kiss, instead she heard the words.

  “So beautiful.” She felt Tess’s hands on her knees, spreading her apart. Her hands were moving over the trembling flesh of her inner thighs.

  Please.

  Her pussy was so hot, so wet.

  Tess’s hands framed her pussy, her thumbs massaging Shane’s ass cheeks as she spread her wide, pulling her apart, without direct touch.

  The sensation new, not even a move Ryan had tested. Ohhhh.

  “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.

  Thank you for reading Book Three of the Boardroom Series!

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