Chapter 239 THE HAREM BUTLER pt 3

Chapter 239 THE HAREM BUTLER pt 3

Ethan stood in the kitchen the next morning, chopping fresh herbs for the omelettes with mechanical precision. His body still ached from yesterday. Every muscle reminded him of how thoroughly the women had used him. Yet his mind was not just on the physical exhaustion. Something had shifted inside him.

He could not stop thinking about Sophia.

Her warm smile, the way her full curves felt pressed against him in the gym, the genuine praise in her voice when she rode him. While Victoria was pure command, Lena was rough passion, and Isabella was cool elegance, Sophia felt different. More intimate. More dangerous. He was starting to like her in a way that went beyond the contract and the game.

He pushed the thought down as the women began entering the dining area. Victoria first, as always, reviewing emails on her phone. Then Lena and Isabella chatting about a pending merger. Sophia arrived last, wearing a soft cream blouse that hugged her generous breasts and a fitted skirt that swayed with her hips.

"Good morning, Ethan," Sophia said, her dark eyes lingering on him a second longer than the others. Her voice carried that rich, affectionate tone that made his stomach tighten.

"Good morning, Miss Sophia," he replied, keeping his tone professional even as his cheeks warmed.

Breakfast service continued with the usual touches. A hand on his lower back here. A whispered command there. But today Sophia sat closest to where he served, and twice her fingers brushed his wrist when he poured her coffee. Each touch sent a spark through him.

After breakfast, Victoria gave the day's orders. "Ethan, you will assist each of us again today. But save your energy. We have an important dinner meeting tonight with potential investors. You will serve us during it."

Ethan nodded, pulse quickening at what that might mean.

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Victoria claimed him first in her office again. She bent him over her desk this time, using a thick strap-on with clinical efficiency while she took a conference call. Ethan bit his lip hard to stay quiet as she fucked him deep and steady, her hand occasionally reaching around to stroke his leaking cock.

"You are getting better at taking what we give you," she noted calmly after she finished and cleaned up. "Dismissed."

Lena took him next in the home gym. She rode him reverse cowgirl on the weight bench, demanding he slap her ass and pull her hair while she ground down on him. Her athletic body moved with powerful rhythm until she came with a sharp cry. She left him aching and denied again.

Isabella used him in the library once more, this time making him fuck her slowly on the chaise lounge while she read a contract aloud. Her ice-queen demeanor cracked only when she orgasmed, nails digging into his arms as she whispered filthy praise.

But it was Sophia who truly unraveled him that afternoon.

She called him to her private suite on the east wing. The room was softer than the others, with warm lighting and a large king bed dressed in silk sheets.

"Close the door, Ethan," she said gently.

He did, then turned to find her already unbuttoning her blouse. Her heavy breasts spilled free, dark nipples stiff. She stepped closer and cupped his face with both hands.

"You have been such a good boy for all of us," she murmured, kissing him softly at first, then deeper. "But I can tell something is on your mind today. Talk to me."

Ethan hesitated, his hands resting on her full hips. "I... I should not say this, Miss Sophia. It is not my place."

She smiled and guided him toward the bed. "Say it anyway. That is an order."

He swallowed hard as they sat on the edge of the mattress. "I think I like you the most. Not just the sex. The way you look at me. The way you touch me. It feels different with you."

Sophia's eyes softened with surprise and something warmer. She pushed him onto his back and straddled his waist, her skirt riding up. "That is dangerous territory, sweet boy. We are all sharing you. But I will admit... I enjoy you too. More than I expected."

She kissed him again, slower this time, grinding her bare pussy against the hard bulge in his trousers. Ethan groaned into her mouth, his hands sliding up to cup her heavy breasts, thumbs circling her nipples.

Sophia broke the kiss and moved down his body. She unzipped him and freed his thick cock, already dripping with precum. "Look at you. So hard for me." She took him into her warm mouth, sucking him with slow, loving strokes of her tongue while maintaining eye contact.

Ethan's hips bucked. "Miss Sophia... fuck..."

She bobbed her head deeper, taking more of him until he hit the back of her throat. The wet, sloppy sounds were obscene. After several minutes she pulled off with a pop and climbed back up, sinking down onto his cock in one smooth motion.

They both moaned loudly as he filled her completely. Sophia's pussy was incredibly wet and tight, gripping him like velvet.

"Ride me," he whispered, forgetting protocol for a moment.

She smiled down at him and began moving, rolling her hips in deep, sensual circles. Her breasts bounced heavily with every motion. Ethan reached up and squeezed them, pinching her nipples the way he was learning she liked.

"Yes, just like that," she groaned, riding him faster. "You feel so good inside me, Ethan. So thick and hard."

The sex felt different from the others. More connected. Sophia leaned down to kiss him while continuing to fuck him, her tongue dancing with his. Ethan thrust up to meet her, gripping her ass and guiding her movements.

"I wish it could just be us sometimes," he confessed breathlessly between kisses.

Sophia moaned and clenched around him. "Careful, baby. You will make me fall for my own toy." She sat up straighter and rode him harder, one hand rubbing her clit. "But right now you are mine. Cum only when I say."

She used him perfectly, grinding and bouncing until her breathing turned ragged. Her orgasm hit her hard. She cried out, body shaking as her pussy pulsed around his cock. The sensation nearly pushed Ethan over the edge.

"Please, Miss Sophia," he begged, voice strained. "I need to cum."

"Not yet," she panted, still moving slowly on him. "Hold it for me."

She finally climbed off and lay beside him, stroking his slick cock with her hand. "You did so well. Tonight during dinner, I want you to think of me when the others use you."

She leaned down and sucked him into her mouth again, working him until he exploded down her throat with a broken moan. Sophia swallowed every drop, then kissed him softly on the lips.

"Good boy. Now go prepare for tonight. And remember what I said."

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The evening arrived too quickly. The women hosted three important male investors in the grand dining room. Ethan served the multi-course meal in his full butler uniform, trying to remain composed.

But halfway through the main course, Victoria gave the signal.

"Ethan, come here."

Under the table, out of sight from the guests, the women had prepared. They had him kneel first, servicing each of them quietly with his mouth while business discussion continued above. Sophia was last. When he reached her, she spread her thighs and guided his head gently, stroking his hair with affection while talking about quarterly projections.

After dessert, they escalated.

The women cleared a space at the head of the long table. They stripped Ethan completely and tied his wrists and ankles to the sturdy dining table, laying him out like a centerpiece. His cock stood hard and flushed against his stomach.

The investors watched with shocked but clearly aroused interest as the four powerful women began using their butler openly.

Victoria sucked him first while Lena straddled his face. Sophia and Isabella took turns stroking and teasing his body. The contrast between the professional conversation still happening around the table and the filthy acts made everything more intense.

Sophia eventually climbed onto the table and sank down onto his cock right there in front of everyone. She rode him slowly while discussing deal terms, her breasts bouncing as she moved.

"You are doing so well, Ethan," she whispered just for him when she leaned down. "I love how you feel."

The night blurred into a haze of mouths, pussies, and commanding hands. Ethan lost count of how many times they used him, rotating on his cock and face while the business meeting continued.

By the end, he was exhausted, covered in their juices, and more confused than ever. Because even as all four women used him, his eyes kept finding Sophia.

And hers kept finding him right back.