She Used Me for a Dare… Now I Own Her Mother Chapter 406: Suite Secrets

The executive suite was cloaked in dim light, the expansive dining table still bearing the remnants of a lavish meal.

Lobster tails, only half consumed, alongside scattered brioche crumbs and nearly empty wine glasses, lay abandoned amidst crumpled napkins. The air was thick with the scent of rich butter and fine wine.

Beneath the table, wet, rhythmic sounds punctuated the silence.

"Mhhhh!"

Siobhan was on her knees between Howard’s legs, her head bobbing with steady rhythm as she performed oral sex on him. Her lips stretched wide around his cock, working with practiced, deliberate strokes.

"Ahh... fuck!"

Howard groaned, one hand buried in Siobhan’s hair, dictating the rhythm, while his other hand rested on the table's edge.

His fingertips deliberately brushed against Ruby’s as she moved to clear a plate. She smoothly withdrew, refusing to acknowledge his touch.

Her expression remained impeccably professional—a polite smile, efficient movements—even as she stole a furtive glance at him.

Even while he was engaged in receiving oral pleasure, Howard’s eyes remained fixed on her, dark with lust and a pathetic flicker of hope.

‘This pig,’ she mused, a wave of disgust churning in her stomach.

She might have considered joining in if there had been any genuine prospect of advantage. But these two? The man was unremarkable, and the woman was even worse—demanding, rude, and she had already dispatched Ruby on four separate errands for trivial requests.

The sole reason they occupied this suite was due to that man.

Suddenly, she recalled the handsome, incredibly wealthy man she had made eye contact with earlier at the reception. Tall, broad-shouldered, exuding an effortless confidence, with a smile capable of melting steel.

Lydia... That fortunate woman must be experiencing the time of her life with that specimen, while she was relegated to this pathetic excuse for a man’s company.

Ruby felt a sharp stab of jealousy pierce her chest.

‘She’s only bossing everyone around because she’s the manager’s niece,’ Ruby thought with bitterness.

Her thoughts were abruptly shattered by Howard’s loud, guttural groan.

"Fuck... so good—"

Howard’s hips jerked upwards. His voice grew ragged.

"Just like that— I’m coming!"

Ruby froze in her movement, a plate halfway cleared in her hands. She watched as Howard seized Siobhan’s head with both hands, holding her firmly in place as his body tensed.

Wave after wave of his release coursed into her mouth, his groans deep and utterly shameless.

Siobhan accepted it all without protest, her throat working visibly as she swallowed.

The wet, indecent sounds persisted for several more seconds until Howard finally slumped back into his chair with a sigh of satisfaction, his chest heaving.

Ruby remained standing in silence, her professional facade long gone. For a moment, she simply observed the pathetic aftermath... Howard’s softening cock withdrawing from Siobhan’s swollen lips, a thin strand of saliva and semen still connecting them.

Then, an idea began to form in her mind.

A slow, enigmatic smile curved Ruby’s lips.

She quietly set the plate down, wiped her hands on a napkin, and turned toward the couple, a new spark of calculation in her eyes.

"Sir, I believe I should take my leave now and afford you some private time," she said sweetly, her voice perfectly polite, though the smile did not quite reach her eyes. "Please do not hesitate to inform me if there is anything else you desire, Mr. Howard."

Howard, still breathing heavily, sensed the subtle alteration in her demeanor. A slow, lecherous grin spread across his face as he grasped her intention. He reached out and took her hand, pressing it firmly.

"You can stay here if you wish, you know..." he offered, his thumb caressing the back of her hand. "Siobhan will enjoy your company."

Siobhan, still on her knees, was languidly licking the remaining semen from his softening member when Howard suddenly cried out.

"Ahh—!" He looked down at her with annoyance, his grip tightening in her hair. "Be careful with those teeth!"

Ruby’s enigmatic smile widened, her poise perfect.

"You are amusing, sir," she replied lightly, gently extracting her hand. "Moreso, just like that man in the presidential suite..."

She allowed the words to linger in the air for a beat, her eyes gleaming with deliberate mischief.

Howard blinked, confusion momentarily eclipsing his post-orgasm haze. "And what about that man?"

For a fleeting moment, his mind buzzed with opportunistic thoughts.

He had initially perceived this as a prime opportunity. Since they were on the same floor, perhaps an introduction could be arranged. If the man was truly influential... a swift connection might pave the way for favors, possibly even a future deal or two.

However, based on what he’d gathered, the man had not once emerged from his suite. He was clearly seeking only pure, uninterrupted pleasure.

No networking. No sycophantic attempts at connection. Simply indulging himself in the most exclusive space the hotel had to offer.

Howard’s fleeting spark of ambition dissolved into mild irritation. Some individuals truly possessed everything.

Before Ruby could offer a retort, Siobhan elegantly unfurled herself from her kneeling position, dabbing the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. Her gaze sharpened, a flicker of intense interest igniting within her eyes.

"Wait a moment... you have been inside the presidential suite?" she inquired, her tone evolving from casual to sharp and exceedingly eager.

"Tonight, you mean?"

Ruby surveyed their visages – Howard's perplexed furrow of the brow, tinged with a residual haze of lust, and Siobhan’s burgeoning, almost feverish curiosity. A quiet, exquisite thrum of satisfaction resonated within her.

'Gotcha.'

She maintained a veneer of sweet, professional composure, yet inwardly, her smile held no trace of innocence.

Abruptly, her expression shifted, her eyes widening in a pretense of shock. She swiftly pressed her lips together, as if suddenly conscious of a grave error, and dropped her gaze, mimicking the submissive posture of a chastened schoolgirl.

"I am truly sorry, sir... I inadvertently mentioned another guest. Please, I beg your forgiveness," she murmured, her voice soft and laced with apology. "And please, do not report me... they will dismiss me if they discover I was gossiping about our esteemed VIPs."

"Oh, come now," Siobhan lightly scoffed, dismissing the concern with a languid wave of her hand. "It’s just the three of us here. No one will ever know what you said or what we chanced to overhear."

She cast a knowing glance at Howard, a roguish grin playing on her lips. "And we certainly won't be telling anyone, will we, my dear?"

"Absolutely not," Howard readily concurred, leaning forward in his seat, his fascination now thoroughly ignited.

"You see? There is absolutely no need for you to worry," Siobhan cooed, her voice laced with a syrupy, feigned sweetness as she moved closer. Her form, still partially draped in the remnants of her attire, glistened subtly under the ambient light, her previous languor entirely supplanted by a potent, almost predatory inquisitiveness.

"So... enlighten us further concerning this enigmatic gentleman residing in the presidential suite."

"Oh, thank you ever so much!" Ruby exclaimed, inclining her head with an air of exaggerated relief. "I truly believed I had courted severe trouble."

Casting a furtive glance around, she then drew out a chair and settled into it at the table, projecting an image of one who had finally decided to place her trust in them.

"It is my unfortunate penchant for idle chatter... it will undoubtedly lead to my dismissal one day. However, given that you both appear to be individuals of discerning character, I suppose I might impart a few select details."

Siobhan and Howard simultaneously fixed their attention upon her, their eyes alight with keen anticipation.

"Proceed," Siobhan prompted, her voice a low, insistent murmur. "Tell us every single detail."

Ruby met their expectant gazes, her own expression still tinged with shyness, yet a subtle spark of playful mischief now danced within her eyes.

"Perhaps you might explain how it is that you were upgraded to the executive suite from a standard room?"