Owned (Office Intrigue Book 8) by Nicole Edwards (year 2 reading books TXT) 📗

assistant know once you’ve made the final decision on timing.”

I turned my head, stared into her eyes even as that warmth from before burned hotter.

“Do you plan to be my assistant in another six weeks?”

Her face sobered, her words spoken softly. “Would you like me to be?”

“I definitely would, yes. And you?” I inquired. “You wouldn’t prefer another role? Something coding related, perhaps?”

“If it’s all the same to you, I happen to enjoy what I’m doing now.”

I cocked an eyebrow, encouraging her to continue.

“I happen to be quite fond of my boss.”

“There’s a rumor he can be demanding,” I told her.

“I’m bracing myself because I heard that, too.”

“Think you can handle him?”

She smiled brightly. “I can’t say for sure, but I’d like to think I can hold my own.”

Christ. This woman was still unhinging me.

“I do travel a lot,” I informed her. “You’d have to come with me.”

“Hmm. Traveling in that big, fancy jet…” Her eyes glittered. “I think I might be able to do that without complaining.”

I laughed. “Good. We’ll talk about it more tomorrow. We’re taking today off. No more work talk.”

She looked surprised.

“Is that a problem for you?”

“No. I … I guess I wasn’t expecting it.”

“Well, I think that’s the first of many things you won’t be expecting today.”

I motioned for her to look across the way at Drago.

When she did, her soft gasp made me smile.

*

Braelyn

Well, the good news was, my mind was off work like Talon wanted.

The interesting news … I was now staring at an older man reclining on a lounge chair while a younger man was riding him, reverse cowboy style. And in this scenario, there was absolutely nothing left to the imagination.

There was no expediency to the possession’s movements as he lifted and lowered on the cock that was clearly impaling him. As for why I couldn’t seem to look away, I didn’t know. But I couldn’t. I was riveted by the possession’s sleek muscles bunching and flexing as he moved, the way his eyes remained closed, his hands clamped on the thighs of the man beneath him. From his expression, he was enjoying the ride. Didn’t seem to bother him that they were outside, or that there were at least a dozen people around, most of them also watching.

Talon’s arm curled warmly around me, pulling me back against him. I sank into his hold, allowing him to anchor me while my brain processed what I was witnessing.

It wasn’t that I was shocked, nor was I offended. No, I was simply questioning my strange fascination with the whole scene. It didn’t feel wrong, and I wasn’t sure when I’d become okay with it all. Prior to coming to this island, this sort of thing was completely foreign to me, the public sex, the voyeurism. And that was on top of the fact that these naked possessions—all but Taurus, Ari, and Auberon—were at the beck and call of those who considered themselves Owners.

Was it wrong that I was wondering what it might look like for a woman to be engaged in an act like that? A female possession.

Talon’s finger tapped my leg, and I glanced down, noticing he was pointing in the opposite direction. I shifted my attention to find another scene, this one just as wickedly hot. On the opposite side of the pool, Leah was reclined, watching as her husband deep-throated the possession’s cock right in front of her. Clearly she’d set up the scene, because they were positioned so she had the best view. Not that my view was bad, either.

“Does this always happen?” I asked, surprised my voice came out at all.

“Yes. At this point, all inhibitions have been discarded. The Owners are generally comfortable, having spent so much time here. They’ll be at it until they retire for the evening. It’s also common practice when the Owners aren’t here. You’ll find the trainers and possessions in various situations from time to time. I’ve had them holding back this week.”

I glanced back at him over my shoulder. “Because of me?”

“Figured I would ease you into it.”

I looked around, my gaze halting on Laura Dunbar, who was sitting in another lounge chair, her possession laid out in front of her on his back, his head at the foot end of the chair, his legs draped over her knees while she fisted his cock, which was standing up straight from his body. She seemed right at home, observing those around her while she leisurely stroked him. I wasn’t even sure she realized she was doing it, although it was obviously her intent. Her hand was curled around the long and somewhat narrow stalk of flesh, moving up and down while she checked out the others.

“On the float,” someone called out from my left.

I looked over to see Gideon in the pool, holding an enormous silver float that had to be five feet by five feet and possibly four inches thick while a possession climbed up on it. This one a woman.

“On your back,” he instructed. “Feet in the water.”

The slender redheaded woman lay back, spreading her legs, putting everything on display. She bent her knees, let her feet drag in the water.

It was then Gideon stepped between her legs, pushing her knees wide. I inhaled sharply when Gideon leaned down and put his mouth on the possession’s pussy.

“Do the trainers do that often?” I whispered the question at Talon.

“Only when they’ve got an interest.”

Which I took to mean Gideon did.

Gideon paused, looked intrigued as he peered around. He then crooked his finger for … holy crap, that was Cody now stepping down into the water, heading toward them.

“On the float. Sixty-nine her,” Gideon said.

Cody didn’t hesitate, climbing up onto the float, straddling the woman’s head. I expected the float to sink beneath their combined weight, but it appeared it was made to hold firm in the water. Then they were working each other, the woman taking Cody’s cock in her mouth, Cody’s tongue lapping between her splayed thighs. And there was