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Chapter 9: Lace and Longing
Elena woke to the echo of elevator mirrors still multiplying her body into infinity, cum dried in delicate crusts across her breasts and thighs like a map of last night's territories. The narrow bed smelled of mirrored sex and city night air trapped in her hair. She lay on her back, one hand drifting lazy between her legs, fingers slipping through the sticky evidence of three lovers. A soft sigh escaped as she circled her clit slow, not chasing release yet, just reminding herself she was alive and claimed. Sunlight sliced through the slit window, painting gold bars across the bruises Alexander had sucked fresh on her neck, the faint teeth marks Victoria left on her shoulder, the red imprints of Julian's fingers on her hips.
She rose eventual, body humming with residual electricity. Shower ran hot, steam filling the tiny space until the mirror fogged opaque. She scrubbed gentle, watching layers of release swirl down the drain in pearly streams. Paint flecks from the gallery clung stubborn under her nails, crimson reminders of Victoria's canvas. She left them. Trophies.
Uniform today felt like lingerie: black dress cut lower, apron sheer enough to shadow nipples, hem barely skimming the curve where thigh met ass. She folded Victoria's torn lace panties from yesterday into a neat square, tucked them into the apron pocket beside Julian's pronoun pin. The metal warmed against her skin. No fresh underwear. The rule had become religion.
Elevator up. Cart wheels whispered over marble, a secret Morse code. The penthouse greeted her with hush, orchids in the foyer still scattered from yesterday's console fuck, petals bruised and fragrant. She gathered them slow, pressing one to her nose, inhaling the faint musk of her own release dried into the white. Alexander emerged from his study, suit impeccable, tie the navy silk she had soaked weeks ago. Eyes raked her slow, possessive.
"Miss Reyes." Voice low, morning gravel.
"Sir." She dipped a curtsy deliberate, skirt flaring to flash bare pussy. His nostrils flared.
He stepped close, hand cupping her jaw. Thumb traced her lower lip, pushed inside. She sucked instinctive, tongue swirling. He groaned soft. "Laundry room. Ten minutes."
Gone before she answered. Heat pooled instant. She wheeled the cart toward the master suite, pulse already throbbing between her legs.
Victoria's bedroom breathed jasmine and sleep. Sheets twisted from dreams, one pillow bearing the indent of her head. Elena stripped the bed slow, gathering silk armfuls heavy with woman-scent. She buried her face deep, inhaled sharp. Musk and faint arousal, the ghost of Victoria's squirting release from the rooftop. Her knees weakened. She pressed the bundle between her thighs, rocking subtle, clit dragging over cool fabric.
A soft gasp behind her. Victoria stood in the doorway, robe half-open, breasts spilling free, sapphire piercing glinting low on her belly. Hair tousled, eyes dark with want.
"Stealing my scent?" Voice amused, husky.
Elena straightened guilty, sheets clutched like a shield. "Just... changing them."
Victoria crossed the room graceful, robe falling completely. Naked and golden in morning light. She took the sheets, tossed them aside. Backed Elena against the walk-in closet door. "You're wearing my marks. I want to add more."
She kissed Elena fierce, tongue claiming deep. Hands shoved the dress up to Elena's waist, apron strings tangling. Fingers found bare pussy, slick already. "Always ready. Good girl."
Victoria dropped to her knees, mouth latching onto Elena's clit instant. Sucked hard, tongue flicking brutal. Elena cried out, hands flying to dark hair. Victoria added two fingers, curling immediate, hitting her spot relentless. Thumb pressed her asshole, circling wet.
"Inside," Elena begged.
Victoria breached slow, knuckle deep. Double penetration made her sob. She ate Elena ruthless, beard burn nothing compared to this velvet torment. Elena came hard, squirting arcs over Victoria's chin, dripping to the carpet. Victoria drank greedy, licking clean.
She rose, mouth glistening, kissed Elena slow, sharing the taste. "Laundry room. Now. Bring lace."
Elena nodded mute, thighs shaking. Victoria sauntered to her vanity, selected a fresh set: black lace bra, thong delicate as spiderweb, garter belt with stockings. "Wear these. Nothing else under the uniform."
Elena obeyed in the closet, fingers trembling. Lace cupped her breasts, thong string disappearing between slick lips, garters snapping taut. Dress over top, apron tied. She looked innocent, felt obscene.
Laundry room at ten sharp. Machines hummed low, air thick with detergent and heat. Alexander waited, sleeves rolled, tie loosened. Eyes devoured the lace peeking at her collar. He locked the door soft.
"Show me."
She unbuttoned slow, dress parting to reveal Victoria's gift. He groaned approval, stepped close. Hands cupped lace-covered breasts, thumbs circling nipples through fabric. Pinched hard. She whimpered.
"Turn."
She did, bent over the folding table. Skirt flipped up, thong presented. He traced the string, tugged. Fabric dragged over her clit, soaked instant. He peeled it down to her knees, spread her cheeks wide.
"Still full of us." He dipped two fingers into her pussy, scooped cum, brought to her mouth. She sucked clean eager.
He dropped his trousers, cock springing free, thick and ready. Notched at her entrance, thrust deep slow. She moaned loud, walls stretching perfect. He set a steady pace, hips rolling, hand fisting her hair.
Victoria slipped in quiet, robe gone, nude and gleaming. She climbed onto the table in front of Elena, spread thighs wide. Pussy glistening, piercing winking.
"Eat me while he fucks you."
Elena dove in, tongue lashing Victoria's clit, fingers plunging deep. Victoria moaned, hands in Elena's hair, grinding against her face. Alexander sped up, thrusts punching deep, balls slapping.
Julian entered hesitant, drawn by sounds. Eyes huge behind glasses. Victoria crooked a finger. "Watch. Then join."
He obeyed, hand disappearing into pants, stroking slow. Alexander pulled out sudden, cock glistening. Guided Julian forward. "Taste her on me."
Julian dropped to his knees, took Alexander deep tentative. Sucked clumsy but eager. Alexander groaned, hand gentle in curls. Elena watched over her shoulder, eating Victoria faster.
Victoria came first, squirting over Elena's chin. Alexander pulled Julian off, thrust back into Elena brutal. Julian stood, pants down, cock long and curved. Victoria pulled him by it, guided into her mouth. Sucked expert.
Elena came hard, walls clamping Alexander. He flooded her deep, roaring. Julian followed in Victoria's mouth, hips jerking.
They sagged together, panting. Machines hummed approval. Victoria licked cum from her lips, kissed Elena slow. "Lace looks perfect ruined."
Alexander tucked away, kissed her forehead. "Afternoon. My office. Bring the garters."
Julian blushed, kissed her shy. "Server room. After lunch."
They scattered. Elena finished laundry in a daze, lace soaked, cum dripping down stockings. Afternoon chores blurred: polishing silver that reflected her swollen lips, dusting frames showing her flushed face infinite.
Lunch. Family gathered, tension electric. Victoria fed Elena lace-wrapped mango from her fingers, juice dripping deliberate. Alexander's hand on her thigh under the table, fingers tracing garter. Julian's foot nudging hers, shy smile secret.
Dessert: whipped cream on berries. Victoria smeared it on Elena's cleavage, licked clean slow. Alexander growled low. Julian shifted, adjusting.
Dishes cleared. Elena retreated shaking. Server room with Julian: he bent her over the console again, fucked her slow and tender, whispering code like love poems. Came deep, hands gentle.
Office with Alexander: tie bound her wrists to his desk, fucked her from behind while she licked his monitor clean of fingerprints. Came flooding her again.
Evening. Gallery with Victoria: she painted Elena's body in lace patterns, tongue following brush. Scissored on the drop cloth, clits grinding, squirting paint everywhere.
Midnight. All three summoned her to the master bed. Lace torn away piece by piece. They took turns: Alexander in her pussy, Victoria strap-on in her ass, Julian in her mouth. Endless orgasms, bodies sliding in sweat and release. Confessed love mid-climax, secrets spilling with cum.
Sleep came tangled, lace scraps under the pillow.