Page 66 of The Marriage Auction 2: Part 1

A shiver tore through me as I realized in that moment I wanted nothing more than to please him. Knowing if I did, he’d reward me somehow. I needed that reward.

“Good girl. Now use that mouth to take me deep.” He loosened his hold on my face, and I instantly took him back in my mouth. I moaned around his erection and did as he’d instructed, taking him all the way down my throat, breathing through my nose and relaxing my tongue.

“Fuck yeah,” he roared into the empty room, the sound vibrating in the air around us.

I doubled my efforts and went to town on him. Up and down, flowing with his thrusts. His hand stayed in my hair and would tighten and loosen along with his movements. So much so, I felt like I was a bucking bronco, along for the ride, until he cupped the back of my head and held me down.

“Swallow it all,” he demanded, his words a raspy growl.

I hummed low in my throat, and his body went stiff as he came. I did as he’d bade, swallowing like a champ, feeling so unbelievably proud of myself when he groaned and shook. Just as I pulled off his softening length, he hauled me up and over his lap. Suddenly my chest and belly were pressed to his thighs and the silky fabric of my dress was up over my ass. He wasted notime at all ripping the lace fabric of my undies at the seams and tearing them off.

I had no idea what was coming, but screeched when my entire ass became enflamed with white hot fire.

“Ouuch! What the hell!” I yelled as another blow of Giovanni’s hand crashed against my ass jolting me forward.

“Dirty, fucking girl,” he smacked me harder, my cheeks bursting with pain that sizzled and spread out before warping into unbelievable tingles ofpleasure.

What in the…

Another smack, lower on my ass, where the fleshy bit met the back of my thighs.

That time, a moan slipped from my lungs, low and heady. Another fire brand came down on the other fleshy cheek, which had me tilting my ass up higher, desperate for him to hit me lower. To touch me where I wanted him most.

“Look at that pretty round, red ass, begging for more of my touch. Let’s see just how much you want release, hmmm…” Giovanni hummed. Then his fingers slid between my thighs, two of them plowing straight inside me.

“Oh my God, yesssssss,” I cried out.

“Just as I suspected…soaked.” He plunged his fingers deep, and I clung to his thighs.

“Please, Gio,” I begged and hung my head. I’d never wanted to come so badly in my life. Right then, I was his to play with. His to pleasure. His in everything he wanted.

He hooked his fingers and started to fuck me with them. His thumb maneuvered between my folds, found my clit and circled the hardened bundle of nerves until my body contorted into a silent scream. The orgasm shot through me so fast I wasn’t prepared for how huge it was. Giovanni held me across his legs as I bucked, grinding into his hand as the pleasure splintered and spread through my entire form.

I came and came and came until my body went limp on top of him, and I blacked out.

When I woke, my dress was back in place, and I was chest to chest with him. My legs draped over one side of his lap as he held me close with both arms.

“Hey,” I spoke gently, feeling emotionally and physically raw.

“Jules, what happened…it wasn’t…I just lost my mind after that kiss and…”

“It was so hot, I’ll be masturbating to it for years.” I chuckled then yawned.

“Wait, you’re not mad?” He swallowed slowly, his gaze searing into mine, his expression tortured while I felt sated and content for the first time in months.

“Depends. Are you going to marry me now?” I asked, then pressed my head to his shoulder and sighed, wanting nothing more than to close my eyes and sleep for a week.

“Jules, we need to talk more about that. Especially after what happened.” His words were filled with concern and regret.

I sat up and cupped both of his cheeks, forcing him to pay close attention. “What happened was hot as fuck, and I want to do it again and again. You didn’t take advantage of me. If anything, I started it by rubbing your hard-on, until, of course, you took the reins and gave me a sexual experience I certainly won’t ever forget.”

He bit into his bottom lip. I reached forward and used my thumb to remove it from between his teeth. Then, I lowered my head and kissed that spot.

He returned the gentle kiss until I pulled away. I got up, grabbed the panties he’d torn, balled them up and tossed them at him. He caught them midair.

“Hold onto those for me, will ya?” I winked then went over to the contract and signed my name with a flourish. I grabbedthe contract and pen, brought it over to him and held both out before him. “We just proved how explosive we can be in the bedroom. Let’s spend the next three years kicking ass, taking names, and sticking it to my brother and your ex. How about it?”

His gaze traced my body from head to toe before he closed his eyes and shook his head. “Where do I sign?”

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