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

Chapter 396: Dinner With The Monster(3)

“Delicious,” Alex murmured, licking the wine from his lips while staring into her eyes. “You taste so good like this… I don’t think I’ll be able to stop until I’ve eaten every inch of you tonight.”

He leaned in again, capturing one of her wine-slicked nipples between his lips. He sucked eagerly, tongue swirling skillfully around the sensitive peak, drawing it deeper into his mouth.

Heena shivered hard, a soft, broken moan escaping her throat.

“Ahh… fuck…” she gasped, the sound trembling and needy as pleasure shot straight to her core.

Her breath came in ragged gasps. She felt deliciously exposed, sitting naked at the elegant dinner table with the glittering city lights as their only witness.

“Who’s stopping you then?” she managed between moans, her voice husky.

“I’m all yours, Alex… eat me all you want.”

She paused, then added with a hint of complaint, her eyes narrowing slightly, “But it looks like you’d rather have a slut than me…”

Alex chuckled, low and warm, clearly amused by her jealousy. He knew she had seen the way he touched Lydia. He hadn’t exactly hidden it.

He lifted her chin with two fingers, forcing her to meet his gaze.

“Look at that,” he said, voice teasing but gentle. “My dear professor is afraid of a little girl, huh?”

Heena scoffed and looked away, refusing to answer.

Alex didn’t let her escape. In one smooth motion, he lifted her effortlessly and pulled her onto his lap, straddling him.

Heena let out a surprised cry at the sudden movement, but quickly settled, her naked body pressed against his.

She didn’t care much about Lydia or any other bitch right now. Deep down, she knew today was her day. No matter what tricks anyone tried, nobody could steal Alex away from her.

That quiet certainty made her feel powerful.

Still, she was thoroughly enjoying the attention.

“You shouldn’t be concerned with some random girl,” Alex said, his voice low and reassuring, yet laced with dark amusement.

“She’s just little useful … While you, my dear professor,” he murmured, his hands roaming freely over her body… cupping her breast, sliding down her waist, tracing every curve as if he truly owned her.

“Mmm…” Heena gave in to the sensation, melting against him. It felt so good she hoped it would never stop.

“You’re a fruit I’ll taste again and again… and again.”

Heena shivered at his words, the raw possessiveness cutting through the last traces of her insecurity. A sweet, warm glow spread through her chest. She smiled softly to herself, feeling cherished and desired in a way she hadn’t felt in years.

But Alex wasn’t finished.

“You would rather concern yourself with how you’re going to handle this beast,” he growled, grinding his hips upward so she could feel the thick, hard length of his cock pressing directly against her slick folds.

“Because I’m not planning to stop tonight. Even if your husband comes running.”

Heena’s breath hitched sharply.

“What do you think he’ll say,” Alex continued, his voice dark and mocking, “when he sees his proper little wife getting ruined under me, hmm? Begging for a cock that actually satisfies her?”

He laughed, low and wicked. “Do you think he can handle it?”

Heena laughed too… a soft, breathless sound… as her mind drifted back to that exact fantasy. She pictured herself crying out beneath Alex, his monster cock punishing her relentlessly, while Howard stood there in shock, forced to watch his proper wife get ruined.

The secret thrill of it made her pussy clench with wicked need. Her treacherous mind wanted it to happen.

She looked up at Alex, meeting his mocking smile with one of her own, eyes gleaming with newfound boldness.

“So what if he can’t handle it?” she whispered, voice husky. “He’ll have to.”

She leaned closer, her lips brushing his ear as she added with quiet defiance,

“I would rather have him come…” Heena whispered, her voice low and daring, “and watch how his wife is being taken care of… what he failed to do… by a real man.”

As she spoke, her hands moved with newfound boldness. She reached between them and tugged at the belt of Alex’s bathrobe.

Alex’s eyes flashed with dark delight at her bold words. A low, amused chuckle rumbled in his chest.

“Look at you,” he teased, voice rough with approval. “My shy little professor is getting extra bold tonight. I like this side of you.”

The knot came undone easily. She slid the soft fabric open, exposing his toned chest and abs completely.

Alex helped her, shrugging the robe off his shoulders with a low chuckle.

Heena gathered the fabric and tossed it carelessly toward the door, where it landed in a white heap.

Now fully naked beneath her, Alex sat back in the chair, his thick, hard cock standing proudly between them.

Heena slid off his lap and dropped gracefully to her knees on the plush carpet, positioning herself between his spread thighs.

From this angle, she had the perfect, unobstructed view of his impressive length… heavy, veined, and throbbing with need.

She looked up at him, eyes dark with lust, and wrapped her fingers around the base in a firm, possessive grip. The heat and thickness of him made her pulse race.

“I needed this so badly…” Heena whispered, her voice thick with desire.

For a moment she simply held him, feeling the weight and power in her hand while staring into Alex’s eyes. Then, without breaking eye contact, she leaned forward, parted her lips, and took him into her mouth.

She started slow — savoring the thickness as her lips stretched around the head. Her tongue swirled lazily around the sensitive tip, tasting the salty precum that had already begun to leak.

A low, hungry moan vibrated around his cock as she gradually took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked.

Alex groaned deeply, one hand threading gently into her damp hair.

“You’re quite good at this, Professor,” he praised, voice rough with pleasure. “Look at you… taking me so well already.”

Encouraged by his words, Heena worked him with growing confidence… sliding her mouth up and down his length, her hand stroking what she couldn’t fit yet.

She took him deeper with each pass, her throat relaxing as she tried to swallow more of the thick shaft. Saliva coated him, making every movement slick and obscene.

“Gluck… gluck… gluck…”

Small, wet sounds filled the quiet suite as she worshipped him.

She pulled back for a breath, gasping wetly… a shaky, desperate “haah…” escaping her lips as a thin string of saliva connected her swollen, glistening lips to the head of his cock.

Looking up at him with glassy, lust-filled eyes, she whispered breathlessly:

“I want every inch of this monster inside me tonight…”

Then she dove back down, taking him even deeper, determined to prove she could handle him.

***

Down in the executive service area, Lydia reached her desk and immediately sat down, fingers flying across the keyboard as she pulled up the booking records for the Presidential floor.

She checked suite 801. It was listed as occupied… booked under a generic corporate name: “Evergreen Holdings.” No specific guest names, no additional notes. Just a standard high-level reservation with full privacy settings enabled.

Lydia leaned back, eyes narrowing. Fake names. Of course. Her aunt had clearly chosen to keep this one discreet.

If she wanted to hide the identity of the guests in 801, she wouldn’t leave any obvious trail… especially not for her.

She couldn’t confirm from here whether the guests had actually arrived or not.

Frustrated but determined, Lydia stood up and headed toward the main kitchen that served the top two floors. If the guests in 801 were already in the suite, they would have ordered something by now.

The moment she stepped into the bustling kitchen, Ruby… the young attendant she had sent to handle the annoying couple… looked up from the pass with a tired expression.

“Lydia, you’re back already?” Ruby asked, wiping her hands on her apron.

Lydia didn’t waste time. “Has anyone from 801 placed an order yet?”

Ruby sighed dramatically and rolled her eyes.

“How would I know? The sweet guests you sent me to aren’t leaving me alone. They are eating like they haven’t seen food in days. The woman especially… she’s so demanding. Keeps changing her mind about the sides and wants everything ’perfectly seasoned.’ Annoying as hell.”

Lydia didn’t mind Ruby’s complaint. She stepped closer to the waiting trolley and scanned the plated dishes. There was far too much food here… easily enough for four people, if not more. Grilled seabass, truffle risotto, a full rack of lamb, fresh salads, and multiple sides. The portions were generous and elaborate.

She looked up at Ruby and noticed the nervous expression on her face. It was obvious what the girl was thinking.

Lydia gave a small, knowing smile.

“This is definitely a lot of food for two people,” she said calmly, “but we don’t have to pay for it, do we? Just complete the order and send it up.”

Ruby exhaled in relief. “Okay… let me take this up then.”

“Hey Ruby,” Lydia added before she could move, “let me know if you hear anything about them.”

Ruby shrugged, already reaching for the trolley. “Sure. But why are you so interested?”

Lydia gave her a sweet, innocent smile. “Just doing my job.”

She watched Ruby go, wheeling the heavily loaded trolley toward the service elevator. Her mind raced.

If her aunt was being this secretive, there had to be a reason. Important guests? High-profile clients? Or something else?

Either way, she now had something to report back to Alex.

She turned on her heel and headed back toward the elevator, a spark of excitement in her eyes.

But before that…

Lydia paused, changed direction, and made a quick detour.