Page 76 of The Highest Bid

Pleasure shoots straight to my pussy, and my muscles begin to cramp. He thrusts even deeper, and my eyes roll back for a second time.

I feel the table move, and the mirror bounces against my back. Dropping my head on his shoulders, I hold onto him tightly, and as he turns his head, searching for my lips, I kiss him deeply and move my hand to his cheek.

I’m so far gone in the world that holds Chester. A world where I can be with him and I never want to leave it. Never.

Chester thrusts hard and deep, and my sex contracts, and I know I’ll reach my climax any second now.

I moan loudly when his hand reaches between us, massaging my clit. It sets me off, and I say his name. I come hard, and it makes me close my eyes and shake when the pleasure consumes me.

Once I recover from my orgasm, Chester speeds up, chasing his own release. He stills and drops his hand on my shoulder and comes, his chest moving up and down quickly.

“Jesus,” he mumbles against my skin, as I’m still trying to catch my breath. “I don’t think I can let you go,” he whispers, and it warms me deep inside. I drop my hand on his head and let my fingers run through his soft hair.

Chester kisses me tenderly before he pulls back to look at me. He moves a few strands of my hair out of my face.

“You’re so beautiful, and as much as I want to keep on staring at you, we need to go.”

“What?” The surprise in my voice is clear.

“Yes, princess. People are waiting for us, and you’ve distracted me. I hope you’re able to find some great excuses to tell them.”

“Tell who?” I ask.

“My friends.” He throws my bra at me and winks. “We’re going to Apollo’s anniversary party, and we’re late.” Chester reaches for his clothes to put them back on.

“Will the press be there?” I ask, hoping they won’t be. This thing between us can’t be leaked. Chester looks up, and I think he knows exactly what I’m getting at.

“Nah. It’s a private thing. Only friends and family.” He leans in and pecks me on the lips. “No need to hide anything tonight, Evangeline. Let go and be wild.”

I smile at him before I nod my head.

“Okay.” I kiss him once more. “Then let’s party.”

Chapter Twenty-six

Evangeline

“Evangeline.”

“Not now, Mum. I’m meeting friends,” I say over my shoulder, pulling on my white sneakers. I take in her small frame. Her hair is in her signature updo and it gives her a stylish, proper look. Her makeup is perfectly applied and brings out her light brown eyes.

I recognize her dress. She wore it a few years ago at my birthday party. My mum is notorious for wearing clothes only once, but I assume our current financial position made it impossible for her to do so. For now, she’s forced to re-wear the soft grey dress.

“I think now is the perfect time, darling,” she says, stepping forward and standing in front of my seated position on the floor in the hallway. I shake my head and glance at my watch. I’ll never make it on time to meet Moreen and Topper.

“Okay then,” I murmur, annoyed. I’m not really in the mood to talk things through yet. I wanted to hang on to my anger a bit longer because it offered me the possibility of calling everything off and standing up for myself.

My weak heart will budge now and comply once my mum brings out her reasons for lying and forcing me to marry.

“We didn’t want you to think less of your father, Evangeline.”

“I don’t think less of him.” I love my father. He was a great man and I believe he tried everything to keep our heads above water. It could have caused his death. Maybe if he had less stress, less pressure, he might still be here, fighting for me.

“You were just so young, darling. We wanted to spare you from the pain and the issues hanging over our heads. It was our problem to figure out.” I look at her, seeing the softness shine brightly in her eyes. I swallow when those words start to chip away at the strong armour around my heart.

“Is that why you married Gavin?” I ask, knowing the answer already. It was suspicious how quickly Mum remarried, especially given the fact that Gavin is not her favourite person on the face of the earth.

“Yes, love. I couldn’t bear my children losing everything,” Mum says with a tremble in her voice, and I wince. But it troubles me and I do not know what to feel. I’m here now, ready to get married, so I understand how Mum must have felt, but I believe there are other solutions. Mum didn’t. She married Gavin without a second thought, and I wonder if it makes her selfless or desperate not to lose her precious money.

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