Highest Bidder Collection - Lauren Landish Page 0,213

off. We both know I’m not really though. I want more.

“You’ve been so good, my flower,” I tell her sweetly, “what would you like most right now?”

Her eyes focus on my dick, darting to it, and then back up to my gaze, “I’d like to suck you off, Sir.” She hesitates before saying “suck”, so innocently. Fuck, it’s hard to keep my eyes open and hold back the groan threatening to climb up my throat.

A blush rises to her cheeks and she shifts slightly in her position. Out of all the things we’ve done, simply telling me what she wants seems to be the most difficult. She’s not very good at voicing her desires. But she’ll learn.

A rough chuckle rises from my chest. “Don’t worry my flower, you’ll be doing that soon. Is there anything else?” I ask her.

“I want to know your name.” She tells me immediately, no hesitation, no shame, and she holds my eye contact the entire time.

“I’ll tell you if you come home with me.” I’m quick to answer her. Her eyes widened slightly comprehending what I’m telling her.

She’s quiet for a moment. Truly giving my request consideration. It’s the most she’s given me so far. I asked her three days ago and she made it clear that she wasn’t ready. I’m tired of waiting. “Would I see your face?” She asks me.

“Yes.” Although I’ve given her the answers that I know she wants, she’s still hesitant. My heart races, waiting for her answer. Don’t deny me. I know she wants me, but I also know she’ll be very aware of the fact that she’s a virgin. That she’s scared to commit so much.

She looks at the ground for a moment before telling me, “I’m scared.”

“You should be.” I hold her gaze as I tell her, “I want full control and that’s a hard thing to give someone.” Her eyes close slowly as she sucks in a breath. The idea turns her on; I’ve known that from the start. She’s smart to be so resistant though; I can’t be angry about that. Maybe I shouldn’t be so forward, to tell her I want so much. But at least I’m being honest.

“Open your mouth,” I tell her after a moment. She keeps her eyes on me as she does what I tell her. “Wider.” My own breathing quickens as my body heats at the sight of her curving her back, her wide mouth open eagerly, waiting to please me. I place the head of my dick just inside her mouth. Only the head. “Suck.”

Her mouth closes around the head of my cock, her tongue massaging the underside of the tip. Her hands move along the cement floor as I pull back slightly, desperate to touch me and stroke my length and do everything she can to get me off.

The sight of her so desperate for me makes me crave more.

I want this whenever the fuck I desire her. I don’t want to have to come here. I’m getting sick of it.

She moans around my dick, but I pull away. Leaving her wanting and falling forward slightly. Worry makes her beautiful eyes seem that much wider. She’s concerned that she did something wrong. She didn’t, but I’m not ready to give her what she wants. I need more from her.

“I want you to come home with me tonight. I don’t want to have to come here to see you.” I’m completely honest with her.

Her wide eyes stare up at me, flashing with genuine concern. “I’m just not sure if I’m ready.” She answers softly with disappointment in her voice.

I need to sweeten the deal. I need to be able to provide her with something that she won’t get from coming here.

“I can pay you…two hundred and fifty grand... if you come with me.” My thoughts were on the auction that the club hosts when I make her the offer. I know it’s a bit lower than what she’d get from the auction, but it was the first number that came to mind. Even if Kiersten disagrees, I don’t give a fuck anymore.

But the second they come from my lips, I regret them. She moves from position, still sitting in a respectful kneel, but she knows that moving from how I requested her is displeasing.

“I’m not a whore.” She doesn’t look me in the eyes as she answers me, barely above a murmur. Her chest seems to stutter on her inhale. Fuck.

“It’s just an incentive.” I say quickly. “It