She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother

Chapter 397: Dinner With The Monster(4)

Lydia returned to the Presidential Suite with a flutter of excitement in her chest and a small service cart in front of her.

On it were a few neatly folded clothes, few extra towels, a bottle of chilled sparkling water, and some miscellaneous amenities she had thoughtfully gathered... just in case they needed anything later.

The moment she stepped inside the suite, she froze.

From the direction of the dining area came unmistakable, wet, rhythmic sounds.

”Gluck... gluck... gluck...” followed by a wet cough and a deep, throaty moan.

Lydia’s heart slammed against her ribs. She immediately understood exactly what was happening.

Her first instinct was to turn around and leave. It was never a good idea to disturb guests during such an intimate moment. But then she remembered, Alex had specifically told her to come back with the information. That meant he didn’t mind.

In fact, he might have wanted her to see this.

Taking a steadying breath, she pushed the cart forward.

The sounds grew louder and more obscene with every step she took. The wet, sloppy noises of a eager mouth working hard mixed with soft, desperate female moans and the occasional low groan from Alex.

Lydia’s cheeks burned. Her thighs pressed together involuntarily as she moved closer, the thrill of what she was about to witness making her pulse race.

She rounded the corner and the full scene came into view.

Heena was on her knees between Alex’s spread thighs, completely naked, her head bobbing rhythmically as she took his thick cock deep into her mouth. Saliva glistened on her chin and dripped down his shaft.

Alex sat back relaxed in his chair, one hand resting casually in her damp hair, guiding her pace while the other held a glass of wine.

The city lights sparkled behind them like a silent audience.

Lydia stood frozen for a long moment, the service cart forgotten in front of her. Her pulse thundered in her ears, louder than the obscene, wet sounds still echoing from the dining area.

Slowly, she pushed the cart forward inch by inch, her feet moving almost on their own. A magnetic, shameful curiosity pulled her closer. She needed to see better. She needed to see everything.

Her gaze locked onto the explicit sight between Alex’s spread thighs.

Heena’s full lips stretched wide around his thick cock, sliding down, then gliding back up with a wet, glistening trail of saliva. The heavy shaft emerged shiny and veined, only to disappear again into the warm, eager heat of Heena’s mouth.

Every time Heena took him deep, her throat visibly worked, a soft bulge forming under her jaw as she swallowed him.

The sloppy, rhythmic sounds grew louder and more desperate, each eager plunge accompanied by a thick, guttural choke. Strands of saliva dripped heavily from her chin, sliding down in shiny trails onto her bare breasts.

Lydia’s eyes completely glued to the impressive cock sliding in and out of Heena’s obedient mouth.

The sight sent a shameful rush of heat through Lydia’s body.

Watching Heena fight to swallow more, failing yet persisting so eagerly... it twisted something deep and liquid in her belly.

Then, without warning, Heena pulled back completely.

With a wet, obscene pop, Alex’s glistening cock slipped free from her mouth. It bobbed heavily in the air, thick, veined, and shining with layers of her spit.

A slow, wicked smile curved her swollen, glossy lips. Without breaking eye contact, her small hand wrapped around the thick base of Alex’s cock and began stroking him with slow, deliberate pumps, from root to swollen, glistening tip, her thumb lazily circling the sensitive head.

’This bitch...’ Lydia thought, a sharp spike of embarrassment mixing with unwanted arousal. ’She’s doing this on purpose. Teasing me.’

Heena didn’t look away. Instead, she held Lydia’s gaze while slowly pumping Alex’s cock with long, sensual strokes, letting the wet sounds of her hand fill the sudden silence.

A thin, glistening string of saliva still linked her lower lip to the swollen head, stretching thinner and thinner until it snapped as she gave another slow, deliberate stroke.

The charged silence stretched between the three of them until Alex’s calm, deep voice cut through it.

”Do you find anything... interesting?”

Lydia’s heart skipped. The sudden question jolted her out of her trance. She blinked rapidly, cheeks burning hotter than before.

”Sir?” she stammered, her voice coming out smaller and breathier than she intended.

Alex took a slow sip of his wine, his eyes never leaving hers.

”Come here.”

”Yes, sir,” Lydia replied, trying to compose herself.

She walked around the cart and moved closer until she was standing just a couple of feet away from him... close enough to clearly see the sheen of saliva coating his shaft, close enough to smell the faint musk of sex mixed with Heena’s perfume.

Heena remained on her knees between his thighs, still slowly stroking him, her dark eyes following Lydia’s every movement with open amusement.

Alex stood up slowly from his chair.

He reached out and gently but firmly cupped the back of Heena’s head. Tilting her face upward, he poured a slow stream of rich red wine directly into her open mouth.

Heena’s eyes fluttered half-closed in understanding. She let a few drops deliberately spill from her lips, trickling down onto Alex’s hard cock.

Without hesitation, she lowered her head again and took him fully into her mouth, the wine mixing with her saliva as she began to suck him with renewed hunger.

Lydia swallowed hard, her throat suddenly dry at the sight.

Then Alex lifted his gaze to her and spoke, his voice low and commanding.

”Tell me what you found out about 801.”

Lydia forced herself to tear her gaze away from the obscene sight of Heena’s lips stretched around Alex’s glistening cock. Her cheeks were still burning as she tried to steady her voice.

”Sir... I couldn’t find out their names,” she began, her tone breathier than she would have liked. ”Aunt is being extra careful about their identity. But I can confirm they are already here.”

Alex’s lips curved into a slow, mysterious smile. His eyes darkened with satisfaction as he took another casual sip of wine.

”Good job.”

Alex held her eyes for a long second, a faint, knowing smile playing on his lips, before he finally said.

”Clean the table, Miss Lydia.”

The command was calm, almost polite... yet it carried unmistakable weight.

Lydia’s heart sank. She had hoped for more... a command to join them, a touch, anything. Instead, she was being sent back to work like a servant while Heena continued to pleasure him.

”Y-yes, sir,” she stammered, disappointment clear in her voice. ”Right away.”

She turned toward the trolley, her movements mechanical, but her mind was still reeling from the sight she had just witnessed.