Page 63 of Auctioned to the Billionaire Stalker

It seemed, though, as I looked around helplessly, that the men were still focused on me. They saw what was happening as Jack unzipped his pants, still thrusting against me while holding me in place.

He leaned into my ear. “This okay, baby?”

“Y…yes,” I stuttered out trying to keep my legs from buckling under me.

“Are you on birth control?” he whispered.

I nodded, biting my lip.

“I’m clean—are you?”

I nodded again, gasping for breath. I saw every eye in the room was either on my breasts or my pussy.

“I’m going to fuck you, Daisy. That okay?”

“Oh God,” I sighed out gripping the handles of his chair as I fought not to come, “Yes.”

And then I felt his hand gently pull aside my costume, leaving my pussy open to the air. I gasped as his fingers ran up and down my folds.

“Fuck, you’re wet. Is all of that for me?”

Some of it was probably still for Enzo, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to say that. My eyes landed on Enzo. He was watching my lap intently, and as Jack thrust up inside me, his thick, long dick filling me much more than I was used to, I saw him lick his lips. I cried out as I rocked back against Jack, taking him to the hilt. I was so wet, I was able to accommodate his size.

“Goddamn,” he cried, throwing his head back. He grabbed my hips harder and began thrusting into me in earnest. “Best fucking pussy I’ve ever felt,” he groaned, moving faster, harder. Even though I was dangerously close to coming, I lookedaround.

For once, no one was watching Madeline. Everyone’s eyes were on us, even Nico’s and Carmen’s, as Jack fucked me out in the open for everyone to see. I mean, it was difficult to see exactly what was happening, but everyone knew.

My back arched as I opened up for him even more and he moaned against the hot skin of my neck, pulling my hair aside and biting me not so gently.

“Oh,” I cried, so close but still needing more. He couldn’t move his hands to my clit if he was still going to hold me up at the waist.

Suddenly Enzo was on his knees in front of us. “I think you need a little help,” he said smoothly.

“Fuck,” Jack said in my ear, starting to pull me away. But I moaned and spread my legs for Enzo, surprising myself at my own lack of inhibition.

I glanced over my shoulder at Jack. He was sweating, his eyes heavily lidded as he shook his head and gave me a half grin. “Is that what you want, baby?”

I nodded, shocked with what I was about to let happen.

Jack reached down and unsnapped the crotch of my unitard, opening me up for Enzo’s mouth. Still gripping me by the waist and thrusting into me with his huge dick, he moved us to the end of the chair. Enzo leaned down and kissed both of my knees before forcing them apart boldly, making me gasp.

Then, as the spotlight switched back to us and my music started playing again, Enzo traced my pussy with his tongue while Jack fucked me. I cried out, writhing and mewling uncontrollably as Jack held and pumped into me while Enzo enthusiastically and expertly ate me out.

While the crowd watched.

The lights turned off Madeline for once. Instead, I was the focus of everyone as I got fucked by two men. Jack leaned forward and grinned. “Here,” he said to Enzo as he unzipped the tight bustier top of my unitard and pulled my naked breasts out. He held them in his hands pushing themup and kneading them, making sure the nipples were between his splayed fingers. Enzo temporarily quit tongue-fucking me and moved up to flick his tongue over my nipple before sucking it into his mouth, hard.

“Ah,” I cried, arching my back.

“I can’t hold on much longer,” Jack said.

Enzo suckled me a while longer before pulling back, winking at me, and moving down to my pussy. He immediately started circling my clit with his tongue as Jack thrust slow and deep into me from behind, holding me motionless all the while.

“Please,” I begged, as the roomful of suit-clad businessmen, sports stars, and politicians watched hungrily.

“You want to come, sweetheart?” Enzo asked.

“Yes,” I gasped.