Buy Me: The Complete Series (Mistress Auctions #1-3)(74)

After he torments my breasts until I’m begging for more, his big body slowly moves down mine. As he proceeds, he plants open-mouthed kisses along the way, leaving a trail of wet bites.

“You’re so f*cking soft and sweet.” I’m sure compared to him, everything is soft.

His broad shoulders move down between my thighs, forcing my legs further apart as he settles there. I look down between my open legs and see him staring at my bare *. I’m sure the evidence of what he did to it in the limo is coating my thighs, but I can’t be bothered to care.

“Are you tender?” he asks, looking up from my * to lock eyes with me.

“A little.”

I’m sure I’d be tender even if I wasn’t a virgin before tonight. Our love-making was fast, and Ethan’s size was sure to make anyone ache. My heart clenches at the thought of him with someone else. Has he ever made another women ache like me before? I know he was a virgin the last time I saw him, but that was ten years ago. He told me back then that he was saving himself for me and that there was no need for us to have to rush things. He said we’d have forever together, but up until hours ago I thought our forever had been taken away.

I push the thoughts aside, not wanting to think of Ethan with someone else. All of that doesn’t matter anymore. We’ve found each other again, and I won’t let anything spoil this night. I’ll cherish every moment of it. It will last me an eternity.

His large fingers slowly run over the slit of my bare * as he parts my lips and completely exposes my clit.

“I’m going to catch you up, Bunny. You made me cum so many times in the car. I won’t stop until your orgasms double mine. I’m going to be so good to you.”

Before I can respond, his mouth is on me, sucking my clit between his lips. He grabs my hand and entwines his fingers with mine, locking them together as he kisses me in the most intimate way. His hand squeezes mine tightly, as if he’s telling me he’s got me. Simply feeling his hand in mine as he worships my body sends me over the edge. My back arches as the orgasm shoots through my body, and I shout Ethan’s name as I shatter into a million pieces.

He continues to eat me through the orgasm and is well on his way to giving me another. I jerk in response, but he holds me tight, showing no signs of ever letting go.



* * *



I wake to warmth surrounding my entire body, the night before flashing through my mind.

Ethan.

I’m lying on his chest, his arms wrapped around me and holding me in place. I have no recollection of how I got here. The last thing I can remember is his mouth between my legs. I have no idea how many orgasms he gave me. They all started to blend together, and I must have passed out from all the pleasure.

His chest rises and falls, lifting my body with his every breath. God, I dreamed of waking up like this so many times. I wondered for so long where he might be out there in the world. But today I know where he is. Beneath me.

Slowly freeing myself from his arms, I stare down at him, taking in every inch of him. We barely talked last night. I wonder where we’ll go from here. There’s so much that needs to be said and so many years to make up for.

I feel like I know everything and nothing about Ethan.

Glancing over at the clock, I see it’s two in the afternoon. Holy shit. How did that happen? Leaning down, I place a soft kiss on his firm lips, and he mumbles, “Bunny.” He doesn’t wake up, but the simple utterance of the nickname he has always called me warms my heart.

I pull myself from the bed and open his drawers, finding a pair of boxers and a shirt. I have to roll the boxers a million times to get them to stay up on my hips, but it doesn’t really matter because the t-shirt drowns me anyway.

Taking one last look at Ethan, I leave the room quietly, not wanting to wake him. I hate that I have to go to work, but I’m under contract, and I really don’t want to be the one on the receiving end of Charles’s temper if I’m late. Especially after getting dragged off stage last night. There’s no telling how pissed he is.

I make a quick call to the Snake Eyes and arrange for a ride. I barely have two seconds to write a quick note for Ethan before I bolt out the door. I run as fast as I can out of the casino, trying to make it to the next show on time.





6





Ethan





I wake up and reach for Tiffany, but when my fingers find cold sheets I snap up out of bed.

“Bunny!” I shout through the room, my voice echoing off the bare walls. I don’t hear anything in the bathroom, and a sickening feeling twists in my stomach. Something must have happened to her.

Jumping out of bed, I run naked through the place, searching every room for her. When I get to the kitchen, I see a small piece of paper on the counter. I snatch it up.

Late for work, chat soon.

Foxy

xoxox



“What the f*ck? Chat soon? Foxy? Oh, hell no.” I crumple up the note and throw it across the kitchen as I storm back to the bedroom. “Chat soon,” I say in a mocking voice. I can’t seem to help the anger that’s rolling off me. “Foxy.” The name tastes like dirt in my mouth.

I go to the closet, grab a pair of jeans and throw on a black t-shirt. My shoulder-length hair is a mess, but I don’t bother doing anything about it as I get dressed. I slip on some shoes and grab my keys on the way out, feeling my anger rise more and more. After everything we shared last night and after all the years we were apart, I’ll be damned if she just slips out on me like I’m nobody.