She walks inside and McKenzie turns to me, then kisses my cheek. “You’re so smooth, Mr. Stone.”
I wrap my arm around her waist and pull her close to me, my hand sliding to caress her ass before resting on her lower back. “I try, Mrs. Stone.”
McKenzie
Everything is so perfect. It’s everything I imagined it would be. The auction is perfect. Wendy, who has to be in her late thirties or early forties, gets bought by a man in his twenties. I can tell by her expression she’s completely caught off guard, but in a good way. I’m happy for her. Hopefully this man will show her how sexy she is and she’ll come out of the experience a completely different person.
Anna watches everything intently, Rex at her side the entire night. She’s been out over the past year, but this is the first auction she’s attended. I thought she would back out at the last minute, but when she showed me her red dress, I knew she was determined to go and overcome that last obstacle. I’m still confused about her and Rex’s relationship. There are moments when I think something is there, but I’m not sure. They’ll figure it out, eventually.
When the auction is over, Phoenix grabs my hand with a smile and leads me through the crowd. He leads me inside, through the kitchen, and to the other side of the house that he didn’t show me earlier. He looks at me over his shoulder. “No one is allowed past the kitchen. This area back here is ours. So, you can be as loud as you want.”
I laugh as anticipation builds in my stomach. He stops in front of a door and pulls a key out of his pocket. Once he unlocks it, he looks at me one more time before opening it. He steps in and I step in after him. My eyes can’t take in everything quickly enough. The room is black, gold, and gray, with a few red accents. The bed is in the center with a black and gold comforter.
There’s a sex chair on the other side of the bed that’s black with gold hooks. I walk over to it and run my fingers along the soft leather. In the corner, there’s a gold chair by the window that looks very comfortable. On one side of the wall there’s an armoire, so I walk to it and open it. I exhale quickly at the sight of the various floggers, vibrators, and cuffs.
I glance at Phoenix, and he smiles at me. We did these things after I was taken the first time and he’s slowly started introducing them again over the past year. I love this side of our relationship. It makes me feel desired. He controls everything, but I know the moment I say my safeword, he’ll stop. I’ve only had to use my safeword once.
There’s a pillow next to the chair, so I know what he wants me to do, but first he has to help me get out of these shoes. I walk to him and show him my foot. He chuckles and leans down to help me out of them. Once I’m out, I turn and let him unzip my dress. He helps me out of it, so I’m naked before him.
Turning to face him, I wait. He removes his jacket, then his tie, hanging them up and putting them in the armoire. He returns to me, lifts his fingers and runs them along my collarbone. I swallow as goosebumps break out along my skin and heat settles in my core. He runs his fingers down to my breasts and circles my nipple twice before squeezing it slightly.
I close my eyes and suck in a breath. Wet heat engulfs my nipple when he takes it in his mouth and I moan. “So fucking sweet,” he murmurs against my skin before giving my other breast the same amount of attention. “I will never get enough ofyou.” His mouth grazes up my neck, then he’s taking my lower lip between his teeth and sucking.
He wraps his arms around me and pulls me in as his tongue thrusts into my mouth and he massages my tongue with his. One hand slides up my spine and grips the back of my head as the other pulls me so tightly against him I can feel his hardness against my stomach.
I cling to him as he fucks my mouth with his tongue. He pulls away slowly and rests his forehead against mine. “Go to your spot, pet.”
I swallow and remove my arms from his neck. “Yes, Sir.” I walk to the pillow next to the chair and kneel. Placing my toes together and spreading my legs, I place my hands palm up on my knees. I lower my gaze to the ground and wait.
Fabric slides against skin as he undresses. I inhale slowly as I wait, forcing myself to stare at the ground. I want to look at him under my eyelashes and watch him as he slowly undresses. I know he’s watching me to see if I look at him. So, I force myself to be a good girl. I’m sure the pillow beneath me is going to have a wet spot if he takes much longer.
He sits in the chair next to the pillow, his leg just in my peripheral vision. I want to close my eyes so I’m not tempted to look at him; instead I lock every muscle in my body so I don’t give into temptation.
What would he do to me if I give in? What kind of punishment would he give me?
He runs his hand through my hair, making me jump slightly. “You’re being such a good girl tonight,” he murmurs, and my insides melt at his praise. “You may look at me,” he says, and I do so immediately. He’s completely naked. His cock erect, and waiting for attention. “Come and stand in front of me.”
I get to my feet and walk to stand in front of him. He widens his legs so I can stand between them. His hand grips his cock and strokes lazily. “What’s your safeword?”
“Peanut butter,” I respond automatically.
“Good girl.” He leans forward and kisses my stomach just next to my navel. He rubs his large hands down my waist and over my hips. “Turn around.” I do so immediately. He kisses the top of my ass and massages it. “Put your legs on the outside of mine and sit on my dick.”
I swallow, knowing where this is heading. He puts his legs together so I can straddle him. He wraps one hand around my waist as I sit, and the other is around his cock as he guides me. I gasp as I settle on his cock, making me feel full. He spreads his legs, forcing my legs wide.
“How long do you think you can sit here without moving?” he asks as he puts his large hand on my abdomen. He rubs up my stomach to my sternum and pushes me so I lay back against him. I rest my head on his shoulder and he turns his head and licks my tattoo. “Fuck, this still turns me on,” he murmurs as I force myself not to move.
He wraps his hand around my throat and squeezes. I suck in a breath and swallow, trying to force myself not to buck. His other hand rubs from my knee, up my thigh, to where we are joined.
“Nix, please.”
“Who?” he says as he slaps my pussy.
I groan. “Sir,” I correct myself.
“Good girl.” He rubs his hand between my pussy lips and my legs begin to shake with the effort to be still. He bucks up into me and I cry out. I can feel his piercing and I want to rub myself against it. “Ride me.”
I lean forward and place my hands on his thighs and ride him. Squeezing my eyes shut, I revel in how good he feels inside me. His fingers swirl around my clit and I know I’ll come loud andfast. “Sir, you feel so good,” I moan. He leans up and places wet kisses along my spine.
