Page 57 of Highest Bidder
She never gave me a choice growing up. I always had to stay till the very end. I know this is her way of saying she supports me, and relief floods through me, making my shoulders relax. I watch as she walks toward the stage. Myles brings his arm around me, pressing me into him. His free hand holds the side of my face as he looks deeply into my eyes with concern.
“Are you okay?”
I nod, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. It feels like the first freeing breath that I’ve had in a long time.
“It’s okay if you aren’t, you know?” His thumb traces my jawline.
Any pressure I was feeling in my chest vanishes, and I smile at him. “Yeah. I am.”
“Okay. Well, what would you like to do?” He takes hold of my hand and twirls me.
I smile, loving that I have a choice. “Let’s go home and spend a little bit of time with my dad before we leave tomorrow.” Hearches a brow, and I add, “I’d already planned to go home tomorrow. Are you wanting to stay?” I laugh.
“Uh no.” Myles kisses me. “Let’s get out of here.”
My eyes flutter open,and I stretch my stiff muscles. Large tattooed arms surround me, making it difficult to move. Myles’ deep, steady breath caress my cheek, and all I want to do is snuggle in deeper. His chest is on full display, and I can’t help but try to memorize every detail. My eyes trail down his body, from the small scar on his shoulder all the way to the hair below his belly button leading to what I already know is an impressive dick.
After the gala, we came back to be with my dad. Myles and my dad hit it off, as I already knew they would. They talked for hours about work, cars, and animals. It’s been amazing to see them become close in such a short amount of time.
At first, my dad was not happy with my mom and how she had Steve come to the house and what she tried to pull at the gala. He was relieved to hear how she had Steve leave. There’s still so much hurt from growing up with her, but I think we’re on the path to creating a better relationship.
I’m still in shock my dad got Myles to come. Apparently, my sneaky roommate had a lot to do with it. My dad called to have Jess come here to go to the event with me, but she explained that she had a better idea. He wasn’t surprised to hear I had someone like Myles in my life and was eager to meet him. I texted Jess a lot about everything that went on at the gala and sent her multiple candid pictures.
Myles and I stayed up so late with my dad that we immediately fell asleep once we got into bed. He snuggled me close to him. In his arms, I feel like everything is right in the world.Unfortunately, we need to get up because we do have a flight to catch. My dad was able to get Myles and me on the same flight. He dismissed Myles’ offer to pay for his return flight. He said it was the least he could do. I lean over to look at the time on my phone, and it’s nine in the morning. Our flight is at one. I know we have time, but I’d like my mom and Myles to at least have a few moments to talk and get to know each other a little more before we hop on a plane. I also need to make sure Dad is ready to be here without me.
Myles groans as I scoot away from him. Blindly reaching out, he drags me back against him and nestles in again. I giggle as his stubble tickles my neck. He trimmed it for the event, but I’m glad he didn’t remove it completely. I love how good he looks with some scruff on his face.
“Hey. We need to get up.” I try to break away again, but his grasp only tightens. He moans again.
“No. I want to stay like this all day.” His voice is laced with sleep. Myles hooks his arm around my waist, dragging me across the bed until my back meets his chest. I can feel the warmth of his skin against mine where my tank top rides up behind me, sending a wave of desire through me. I push my butt against him, wiggling my hips to get his attention. I feel him harden against my ass, and he groans deeply into my ear.
“Myles,” I say a little more breathy than I mean to. “We should get up.” He wiggles a little closer and kisses my neck. It feels so good, my eyes flutter shut. He nips along my shoulder, and now it’s really starting to get hot in here. “Um,” I gasp. “I don’t…” My mind goes blank as he continues to nibble and lick until a moan pours from my mouth. Rolling me onto my back, Myles straddles me and stares down at me with his sparkling blue eyes and gorgeous smile. His thick thighs are covered with low-riding sweats, but his chest is bare, and I can't help but stare.
“You were saying?” he asks with a little smirk.
Instead of answering him, I reach and grip his waist, pullinghim down until our lips crash together. Bearing his weight on his forearms, Myles trails his fingers down my body. I’m wearing a thin tank top and loose shorts, so he has easy access to reach under and cup my ass. He groans. My left hand scratches up and down his back, and the other tangles in his soft hair. My legs wrap around his hips and I move against his length. I feel an ache growing in my core, and I need him inside me. I tug on his sweatpants with my feet, and he stops kissing me to laugh.
“What are you doing?”
“I want these off,” I state firmly, and his eyes darken.
“Yes, ma’am,” he whispers against my lips.
Shifting off the bed, he pulls his sweats and boxers off in one swoop. I gasp as I look right at his cock. It’s even bigger than I remember, and man, he’s so ready. I trail my eyes up his body to meet his face.
“Please, fuck me,” I beg him. He lowers himself over top of me again and brushes a few loose hairs out of my face. Softly, he kisses my lips, and I can honestly say I’ve never felt more treasured than when I’m with him.
“You don’t even have to ask, Hershey. I’ll do whatever you want,” he says, softly.
His words make me melt as he scoots down and pulls my tank top above my breasts. His eyes meet mine, and I see that devilish look there. He lightly nips my nipple, eliciting a gasp. He looks up, and I see he wants this just as much as I do. Bringing his hand up, he rubs his finger over my lips, gently asking them to part. As I open my mouth, he puts his finger into my mouth and sucks on my nipple. I suck on his finger at the same time and release it with a pop when he pulls it out of my mouth. I watch as he rubs his finger around my other nipple to get it wet and starts twisting and pulling it. Who knew someone playing with my nipples could make my whole body feel like it’s on fire? I rub against him, needing relief. He crawls back up to kiss me again, this time angling my head so he can kiss me deeply. I can’t helpbut get lost in him. He kisses me so passionately that I start to feel dizzy. He breaks the kiss to sit up on his knees. His fingers trail up my sides as they bring my tank top all the way off, and when they skim back down my body, leaving a trail of goose bumps in their wake.
Once he reaches my sleep shorts, he hooks his fingers under them and my lace underwear. I lift my body so he can take them off. He doesn’t seem to be in a rush as he slides them down my legs. Gripping one of my ankles, he kisses up my leg. He only stops and puts it down once he gets to my knee. I practically whine. He rakes his eyes over me and lets out a long exhale, and I track his ab muscles contracting.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers, and my eyes fly to his.
I squirm under his stare and direct words. I’ve never laid naked under a man while he looks at my whole body. The honesty in his words are almost too much for me to handle. He grips my body and lowers down again, crashing his lips into mine. I feel him bare right at my entrance. I want more. I want him inside me now. I start to move and can feel him right at the peak where all my nerves are the strongest. He growls into my mouth.
“I’ll come right now unless you stop.”
