Buy Me: The Complete Series (Mistress Auctions #1-3)(73)

“We’ll go slow, Bunny,” is all I can manage to choke out. I want to tell her how special this moment is for me too, but all the blood that should be in my brain is in my dick. I want to tell her that I love her, and tell her about what I’ve built for her, and ask her to marry me, but all I can do is hold her. After this, I’ll be able to get my words straight. Once we are connected in the most intimate way, I’ll tell her everything. I’m just so far beyond need that I’ve lost the ability to think.

She nods, and she bounces up and down a little on the tip of my cock. My cum and her sweet cream act as lube and make my entry a little easier. After a second of just feeling the tip inside her, she takes a deep breath and drops down fully on my cock.

It’s like getting punched in the stomach but in the most beautiful way possible. Having sex with my right hand for twenty-eight years didn’t prepare me for her warm, wet heaven. I groan at the sensation, and f*ck, if I don’t cum again. I rest my forehead on her chest as I grunt out my release inside her and feel her tightness grip me.

After a second, I’m under control, and I feel her arms come around me, pulling my bare chest to hers. I lean up, kissing her neck and licking the shell of her ear, and she starts to moan and move her hips a little. I feel her hard nipples scrape my chest and I want to bite them, but I don’t want to let her go. I just need this first time to be like this. To hold her, skin against skin, and be as close as possible.

I squeeze her tighter to me, and she starts to move. She grinds against the base of my cock when she comes down, rubbing her clit against me. I slide one of my hands down her back and grab one lush ass cheek while my other arm is around her back, pulling her to me. When my lips find hers, we moan together. The sensations are taking me over, and it’s as if nothing else exists, or has ever existed. It’s just me and her. It’s only ever been me and her.

When she comes down hard and grinds on me again, I feel her body stiffen and her * start to contract. She’s cumming on my cock, and the feeling sends me over the edge yet again. The sensation of having her in my arms and experiencing this beautiful moment together makes all the pain caused by our years apart melt away. The broken place in my heart disappears, and I’m whole. I put my hands on either side of her face as we kiss, and I feel tears on my lips. Maybe she shed some too, to help mask my own.





5





Tiffany





“This is where you live?” I take in the stark walls of the penthouse, surprised that the Blue Diamond casino’s top floor is so bare. The space isn’t typical of any casino penthouse I’ve seen, not that I’ve seen many. In Vegas they’re usually decked out to the nines, and this one feels like no one lives or even stays here.

“This is where I crash,” Ethan says, not breaking stride as he makes his way down a long hallway into a bedroom that matches the rest of the space. It’s blank and completely white. For some reason this is not how I pictured him living. Not after all the nights we lay awake and he told me about the home he’d make for us one day. He said our place would be warm and filled with laughter and love, so much that we’d never want to leave. It was something neither of us had in our home lives, but we promised to give it to one another.

“God, I can’t believe you’re here.” Ethan’s deep voice ripples down my spine as he removes the robe he put on me before we got out of the car. He takes it away and tosses it to the floor and then picks me up and lays me out naked on his bed. His dark eyes never leave mine as he strips out of his own clothes and throws them to the floor.

I suddenly feel self-conscious as he stands before me, completely naked. Ethan has always been a big guy, but now he’s giant all over. This is all-new territory for me. I dance on stage in front of hundreds of people every day, and never once did I care what they thought of me. But as Ethan stands over the bed and hungrily looks me up and down, I feel my face heat.

He stares at me like he’s starving, a look I’ve never seen on his face before. We’d always said we’d be together, but when we were younger and I tried to touch Ethan in an intimate way, he would tell me no. He said we’d wait until I was older, and when I would push for just a kiss, he would still tell me no. He said he didn’t trust himself to stop, and that’s something I found to be the truth from what just happened between us in the limo.

“I just, I…” He stutters over his words. It’s almost laughable because it’s hard to imagine a man who looks like him stumbling over anything. “I can’t stop.” The words leave his mouth and his giant body quickly crawls onto the bed, covering mine. I should be afraid as he’s well over twice my size, but as he hovers above me, I feel shielded from harm by his big body. I haven’t seen him in ten years, but all I feel is completely and utterly safe.

“Can’t stop what?” My words are breathy as he leans down to kiss my pale skin.

“Touching you. I’m scared you’ll disappear.” My heart clenches at the pain I hear in his words. I don’t want him to stop. I might shatter if he does.

“Then don’t.”

“Never again.” He says the words against my skin, making goose bumps rise on the surface. I want to ask what he means by that, but the only thing I can seem to do is moan as he takes my nipple into his mouth. He sucks as much of my tit into his mouth as he can, and I arch my chest, wordlessly pleading with him to take more. His big hands come up, pushing my breasts together as he moves back and forth between each nipple, licking and sucking.