The Rules Await

Emma’s breath caught as the door to Mr. Alexander’s cabin swung open, revealing a scene that seared itself into her mind. Claire, the icy blonde with the piercing stare, was bent over Emma’s desk, her tight skirt hiked up around her waist, her lace panties shoved to the side. Gabriel stood behind her, his tailored suit jacket discarded, his hips driving into her with slow, deliberate thrusts. Claire’s moans were soft but unrestrained, her fingers gripping the desk’s edge, her body rocking with each movement.

The sound of the door drew their attention. Claire’s head turned slightly, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure, a faint smirk playing on her lips as she saw Emma. Gabriel’s gaze, however, was a different beast—his gray eyes locked onto Emma’s with an intensity that made her knees weak. His thrusts didn’t falter, his control absolute, but the way he looked at her, like she was already part of this, sent a jolt of heat straight to her core.

Lila’s voice broke the silence, low and sultry, as she stepped beside Emma. “This, Emma, is the culture of Sterling Ventures,” she said, her tone laced with amusement. “No secrets, no boundaries—just desire, power, and trust. What you see is what you’re signing up for.”

Emma’s pulse pounded, her eyes still trapped in Gabriel’s stare. The sight of him fucking Claire, right there on her desk, was raw, unapologetic, and impossibly arousing. Her pussy throbbed, the dampness in her new lace panties growing undeniable as she watched Claire’s body shudder under Gabriel’s relentless rhythm. The air was thick with the scent of sex and power, and Emma’s body screamed to be part of it, even as her mind reeled at the brazen reality.

Gabriel’s voice cut through her haze, deep and commanding, never breaking eye contact. “Are you ready to hear the rules, Emma?” he asked, his hips still moving, each thrust punctuated by Claire’s breathy gasps. The question was a challenge, a promise, and Emma felt her arousal spike, her clit pulsing with need.

“Yes, Mr. Alexander,” she managed, her voice husky, barely above a whisper. “I’m ready.”

A slow, predatory smile spread across Gabriel’s face, his eyes darkening with approval. He slowed his movements, drawing a frustrated whimper from Claire, but his focus remained on Emma. “Lila,” he said, his tone sharp, “leave us.”

Lila’s lips twitched into a knowing smile, her gaze flicking between Emma and the scene before her. “Enjoy,” she murmured, her voice dripping with implication, before turning and slipping out of the cabin, the door clicking shut behind her.

Now it was just the three of them—Gabriel, still buried inside Claire, his presence dominating the room; Claire, her body trembling with pleasure, her eyes now watching Emma with a mix of curiosity and invitation; and Emma, standing there, her body on fire, her mind teetering on the edge of a decision that would change everything. The rules were coming, and with them, the full weight of the office’s seductive game. The choice of how to navigate this moment was hers.