Page 21 of Empowered
“Tell me more. I live vicariously through you now that I’m a slave to monogamy.”
Even though Lucas lowered his voice, Sarah was still tortured by the words coming out of his mouth. “One of the most forward little vixens I have met in months, honestly. Came right up to me and practically grabbed my balls through my pants.”
“You have that magnetic attraction to you, clearly.”
“God is real, my friend.”
Damon fanned out his cards in his hand, studying each one before playing the best one in his possession. “He sent you an angel, huh?”
Lucas stiffened. So did Sarah behind him. “You could certainly say that. Blonde, busty, beautiful, and ready to bone.”
“Which you did, of course.”
“Of course. Couldn’t let a fine young woman looking for my dick walk away without getting to know it.”
Sarah wanted to be sick. Because Lucas talking about this wasn’t bad enough, he had to talk about itwith her boss?
She was saved when her work phone rang.
Alice Monroe’s name and picture flashed on the screen. Sarah excused herself, although the only people who noticed were the two stoic bodyguards. They didn’t give a shit what she did.
“Yes, ma’am?” Sarah hoped her other boss couldn’t hear the disdain in her voice.
“Status report, please.”
Sarah glanced at the two old friends smoking, drinking, and playing cards while a half-naked party went on downstairs. “Nothing of real note to report. Mr. Monroe and Mr. Blackbourne are enjoying themselves.”
“Is he smoking?”
“Mr. Monroe?”
“Yes, my husband.”
“He is, ma’am.”
Alice sighed.
“If it’s any consolation, this is not a normal occurrence.” Mr. Monroe was not a regular smoker. The only times Sarah ever saw her male boss smoke was during situations like these, when presented with a nice cigar to enjoy.
“That does help, yes. Still doesn’t save me from the foul smell when he gets home later tonight.” Alice paused. “Is he having a good time?”
Nothing about her tone implied that she thought her husband was up to no good. More like“My husband has such a stick up his ass that I would love to see him cut loose.”
“He seems to be enjoying himself, yes, ma’am.”
“Good, good. Give me a heads up when he comes home. Just in case he doesn’t.”
“I will. Anything else you need?”
“No. I’m sorry for taking up your time. I’ll make sure you’re not disturbed tomorrow so you can have some time off.”
Sarah sighed. “Appreciated, ma’am.”
Alice hung up. Sarah likewise pocketed her phone and returned to the VIP area, where Lucas was leaning back in a different chair, his tie loosened and his legs spread open enough to taunt any woman into fantasies of getting in his lap – with her thighs or her face.
She hated how she was stopped in her tracks. Hated that her thoughts instantly went back to last Saturday night, when Lucas not only fucked her to orgasm and beyond in a club much like this one. And then? She dared to blow him to another orgasm. Dared to imagine doing it again.
He had been a delight in many ways. A frustration in many others.
