Highest Bidder – By Aria R. Blue #5
She pulls the lapels of my suit jacket around her body. It swallows her whole, but I love how she looks in it.
“You pity me,” she says, lowering her eyes.
“It’s not that,” I say.
“You paid so much money.”
“I don’t care about that.”
Her lips part, like she has a hundred more questions for me. But she doesn’t say anything.
As I watch her, I find myselfwishing that I could somehow control time and make this moment last forever.
But I know better. I can’t have this forever.
Everythingabout tonight is just a fantasy. These feelings can’t exist when I walk out of this room. My real life has no space for distractions, no matter how beautiful.
“What kind of game is this?” she asks.
“I’m not playing any games,” I reply.
“You really just want to talk all night?” she asks. “You don’t even want to kiss or something?”
My gaze drops to her lips. I want it more than anything in the world. But I know that as soon as my lips touch hers, I’ll turn into someone I won’t even recognize. A kiss won’t be enough to quench my thirst.
“No, I’m content just looking at you,” I say.
“Oh,” she says. “Oh. Gigi told me about this kind of fetish. Do you like to watch?”
I don’t know how to tell her that I don’t trust myself to be gentle with her. And besides, I find equal pleasure in just talking to this girl. I don’t remember the last time I enjoyed someone else’s company like this.
“Maybe,” I say.
“I can put on a show for you,” she says.
My vision darkens at the edges.
“Can you now?” I say.
She bites down on her bottom lip.
“I’ve never done it before, but I can try.”
“What else haven’t you done before, Lily?” I ask.
She blinks at me. Her cheeks turn a deeper shade of pink.
“I know you’ve never had a man’s cock filling up your pussy before,” I say. “What about other things? Have you ever wrapped those pretty lips around a cock before?”
A shudder passes through her. I can tell by the heaviness of her eyelids that it’s from both arousal and fear.
“You’re so eager to please,” I say. “You’ll do anything I ask you to, won’t you? You’ll be my pretty little slut for the night. If I asked you nicely, I think you might even let me come inside all of your pretty holes.”
She exhales slowly and backs away from me. Her back hits the headboard, where she remains like a pinned butterfly.
“What’s the matter, bella?” I ask. “Were my words too offensive?”
She shakes her head, but I can see the apprehension in her eyes. She’s not used to being spoken to in this manner. But something tells me that she likes it.
“Spread those thighs,” I order. “Show me what I paid for.”
Her lips pop open in a silent gasp. Her stomach caves, and her chest rises. She’s beyond the point of being turned on now.
She shakes her head, making loose strands of hair fall around her face.
“It’s mine,” I say. “Every inch of you belongs to me tonight, bella.”
She pulls her thighs up to her knees and slowly pulls them apart, baring herself to me. Her soft flesh glistens under the candlelight. She’s soaking wet.
“Beautiful,” I say. “So fucking wet for me. So willing to please. Have you ever been kissed on your pussy, Lily?”
My words make her shiver again.She shakes her head no.
“Touch yourself,” I order. “Show me how you make yourself feel good.”
Her eyelids are heavy as she watches me. Herbreathing is erratic. Both of us are on the edge of something dangerous. If she asked me to touch her now, I might just cave.I might just go past the point of no return.
Her hand moves down her torso, grazing over her belly button and stopping over the apex of her thighs.
“Tell me what to do,” she says.
It takes every ounce of willpower in my bones to not pounce on her. In this moment, I want nothing more than to devour her whole.
“Spread your thighs wider,” I instruct. “I want to see all of it.”
She widens her thighs for me, letting me see more of her.
“Wider,” I say. “I want to see every inch of your wet little pussy.I want to see every hole lined up in a row.”
She’s hesitant for a moment, but her thighs fall apart all the way.
“Like this?” she asks.
“Good girl,” I praise her. “Now lean back and relax.”
I take in the choppy rise and fall of her chest and the way her body undulates under my gaze.
“I don’t think I can relax like this,” she confesses. She covers her pussy with a shaky hand. “I think…”
“Don’t say it, bella,” I warn her.
“I think I need you,” she breathes.
Something expands inside me when she says that. There’s trust in her eyes as she watches me. I have her permission, but I’m still hesitant.
Maybe it’s because I know that this girl has already made her mark on me. She’s someone I’ll remember long after this night is over.
“I need you, Gabriel,” she says.
All of my hesitation shatters like glass.
I stand and walk toward her. She keeps those pretty eyes on me, but I see the way her pulse kicks up a notch. Her eyes are beyond glazed now.
I take my time unbuttoning my shirt.
“Show me that wet little pussy, bella,” I say. “Show me what no other man has ever been allowed to have.”
Her eyes trail down my chest. Her lips part slightly. She likes what she sees.
I reach for one of her thighs and drag her down the bed until she’s lying flat on the mattress. I lower myself and hover my body on top of hers, careful not to place any weight on her.
Her scent clouds my senses. Her eyes have me under their spell.
I take my time with her, watching every emotion that flits across her face.
I’ve always been an analyzer. It’s how I built the familybusiness into a billion-dollar enterprise.
But there’s never been anything I wanted to study more than this girl here.
“I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven,” I say. “That can be the only explanation why I have an angel underneath me.”
She reaches for me then, touching the hair over my chest. The simple connection feels like a meeting of two galaxies.
Both of us sigh at the same time. I can’t help myself anymore. I lower myself on top of her, pinning her under my body.
Perhaps the strangest part about all of this is that she doesn’t feel like a stranger. She feels like someone I’ve known all my life.
She wraps her thighs around me obediently. Her body knows what it wants now.
“Are you going to kiss me now, Mr. Montgomery?” she asks.
I don’t kiss.
It’s one of my rules.
But this angel is looking at me so sweetly that I would sign my entire fortune away if she asked me to. I’d give her my life if that’s what she wanted.
I cup her soft cheek and breakone of my longest-standing rules. Our lips brush against each other’s.She moans softly against my mouth, and it becomes my favorite sound.
“You’re going to be the death of me, bella,” I say, pushing my fingers into her hair and kissing her harder.
She’s soft and wet against me. Her tongue is eager as I devour her. The kiss tastes likea sinful promise our bodies make to each other.
“You taste decadent,” I say, wrapping my hand around her throat as I steal another kiss from her lips.
I never knew that a kiss could feel so innocent and dirty at the same time. She gasps for fresh air when I remove my hand from her throat. She turns breathless again when I close my hand around her breast.
“You might be a virgin, but you know exactly what you want, don’t you?” I say. “If I fucked you now, I bet you’d keep those sweet eyes on me as I came inside your pussy. I bet you’d even let me flip you around and fuck your pretty ass next.”
She shifts her hips against me. Her soft pussy brushes against the hard length of my cock. Her eyes pop open in alarm.
She tries to scramble away from me, but the weight of my body holds her in place.
“It’s too late to change your mind, bella,” I say, digging my fingers into the curve of her hip. “I’ve already had my taste of you, and I’ll never get enough now.”
I thrust my cock against the juncture of her thighs again, making sure she can feel every inch of me.
I lean down to press a kiss against her neck.
“Don’t act like you don’t want to be impaled by it,” I say. “I see you for what you are. You might be a virgin, but you’re so wet for your first fuck. You want to be fucked like a whore and then kissed like a princess.”
Her thighs naturally spread wider as I continue kissing her neck.
She fidgets underneath me as I move down her body, rubbing the stubble of my cheek against her soft breasts just to leave my mark on them.
She feels so perfect underneath my touch, like her body was made to be explored by me.
I bite the soft flesh over her belly button beforepositioning myself between her thighs.
She sucks in a breath of air. Her thighs tighten around my neck. I delve into her like she’s a juicy mango, and it’s my first time tasting sugar on my tongue.
Moans tumble from her lips, unabashed and loud.
“What am I going to do with you, bella?” I say, licking up the length of her slit and wrapping my lips around her clit. “Even the way you taste feels like it was curated just for me.”
I tug on her clit, making her hips buck. She’s dancing on my tongue now, craving more of what I’m giving her.
“I wonder if you’re going to be moving the same way when I have every inch of my cock buried inside your tight cunt,” I say, pushing one of my fingers inside her.
She’s snug around me, her walls clasping tight around my finger.
“You’re so fucking tight that it almost feels sinful.
I can’t even imagine how good you’re going to feel when I finally push my cock inside you. ”
I look up at her. Our eyes lock as I continue pushing my finger inside her cunt. I keep my eyes on her as I latch my lips back around her clit.
Her back shoots off the bed when I start fucking her tight little pussy with my finger.
She tastes like caramel and sea salt. Her sweet musk infiltrates my nostrils. The softness of her skin becomes something I can never get enough of.
“Oh, my God,” she gasps.
“I want to hear you say my name now, Lily,” I say.