Highest Bidder

23. Myles

23

MYLES

This woman never ceases to amaze me as she leads us into a small billiard room with bookshelves all over the walls. There are no windows in here and only one door. She’s stunning, and it’s been hard to keep myself off of her. When she jumped up from the table, my heart sank, thinking she wasn’t happy with how forward I was. I thought she was about to rip my head off, but when she leaped into my arms and told me to lock the door, I realized I was mistaken. Hunter's eyes blaze, burning every doubt I have and make me damn near come in my pants.

I slowly put her down, and she steps away from me. I quickly lock the door and work on taking off my bowtie. I hate suits, and tuxedos are far worse. Thankfully, I had one from a black tie event last year. I would wear anything for this woman, even something that feels like it’s trying to slowly choke me. I stalk toward her, backing her up against the pool table. I’m right in front of her, with nowhere for her to go. This green dress has driven me mad all night. I’ve tried to hide the bulge in my pants, but it’s nearly impossible around this gorgeous woman.

Reaching around, I bend and grab her thighs, lifting her until she’s sitting on the edge of the pool table, then I step between her legs, pressing myself against her center. She moans and winds her legs tightly around my waist. Rubbing my fingers over her lace thong was torture enough. I could feel her getting wet, and it caused my brain to short circuit. I have no idea what the fuck anyone at the table was talking about. My eyes were on the people in front of me, but my focus was only on her. I loved the way her breath caught when I first touched her. My heart was pounding so hard in my chest I felt the pressure in my ears. I run my hands up the sides of her legs and she jumps, her eyes wide as they bounce between mine.

“Talk to me. We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do.” My thumb caresses her cheek. If she says stop, I won’t think twice. I’d help her off of this table, straighten her dress and walk her back out with a smile on my face. Not that I haven’t dreamed of worshiping her body all night, but I want it to be right. I want her to be ready.

“I just…” she stops, capturing her lip between her teeth and gazes around the room as if she’s scared to look at me.

I lightly place my hand on the side of her neck, my thumb brushing against her jaw. Then tilting her head, I smile. “Talk to me,” I say, then place a soft kiss on the tip of her nose, hoping to ease her anxiety so she knows it’s safe to express how she feels.

“Well, I’ve never actually enjoyed”—she licks her lips—“you know,” she finishes sheepishly.

“Um.” I scratch the back of my neck. My mind reels trying to understand what she means by that. “You’ve never liked what? You didn’t like it when I pressed my fingers against your clit under the table?” Hunter’s eyes go wide. Her neck flushes, the color traveling up her cheeks as she tries to look away. But I hold her chin in place as I continue to stroke her jaw with my thumb. I haven’t moved the hand resting on her thigh because her leg is still wrapped around my waist. I know she can feel how hard I am. I’m trying not to move. The slightest friction makes my dick twitch, and it’s pressed so close to her center, I can feel the heat radiating from her. I know she wants me, but something’s holding her back.

God, feeling her heated core under the table had my head spinning. Hunter is the most stunning woman I have ever been with. Her body makes me want to go to my knees before her. She doesn’t even realize the hold she has on me. I wasn’t sure if I was being brave or just flat out stupid earlier, but my hand had a mind of its own. I never want to stop touching her, but I would if she told me to.

“No, I liked that.” Her cheeks turn brighter, and I have to hold back a smile. “What I’m trying to say is that I’ve never cared for sex. It was always something I had to do. I didn’t like it.” Her fingers play with the buttons on my shirt. “I actually have never liked being touched or kissed at all until I met you. Everyone I know enjoys sex, they crave it.” A sad smile plays at the corner of her lips. “I’ve always thought that maybe something inside me was broken.” Hunter takes a deep breath. “I just—I wanted you to know in case I can’t…because I’ve never?—”

“Are you trying to tell me you’ve never had an orgasm? Ever?” I ask, reigning in my shock as I try to wrap my mind around it. How is this possible? Even if she always had a selfish partner, there are things that she could do on her own. But damn me, if my mind doesn’t immediately want to use one of those toys on her myself.

She chews on her bottom lip, glancing down at her hands now in her lap. “No, I don’t even know if I can”—the deep breath she takes causes her cleavage to swell over the top of her dress making my mouth water—“I’ve never come close.”

“Well, then I must be one lucky son of a bitch.” Her beautiful green eyes jump, meeting mine as her mouth parts. “I can’t wait to show you exactly what you’ve been missing.” Tucking a curl behind her ear, my lips brush against hers. Winding an arm around her body, I pull her tight against me and kiss her harder. She melts into me, opening her mouth, and allowing her tongue to stroke against my lips and that’s all I need. I deepen our kiss, losing myself when her fingers find their way into my hair. I don’t care how far we go while we’re here. But one thing is for damn sure, she’s going to feel amazing by the time I’m done with her. I’m not leaving this room until she has her first orgasm. My heart picks up speed at the thought. Letting my hands fall down, I grip her ass as I pull her against my erection. Her breath catches as a soft moan tumbles from her swollen lips. Fuck her sounds are going to be the end for me.

I grip her ass as I teasingly rock into her. The whimper she makes kicks my libido into high gear, and I grip her chin firmly before crashing my lips into hers. I move my hand, grabbing the back of her neck, while my other grips under her bare thigh. I want her. I think all the time we were separated has made me want her even more, and I have to fight the urge to strip her bare and fuck her till she’s screaming my name.

Hunter’s fingers fumble with the button on my shirt like she can’t wait another minute to have my clothes on the floor. All I can think about is her lying down for me naked on this table. But I’ll give her anything she wants. She fumbles with the first buttons, so I help her with the rest. Once my shirt is off, I watch as she scans me, her nails gently scraping over my bare chest and down the center of my stomach, setting the path they make on fire. When she changes direction, bringing them up to circle my pecs, and lightly caressing my nipple, I feel an intense wave shoot to my groin.

“Mmm,” I growl as I reach around and unzip her gown. Hunter lifts her hips as I push the silky material over her curves and down her legs, then toss it over my shoulder. Fucking hell. She’s not wearing a bra, and my whole body freezes as I take her in. I didn’t expect that. I bite my lip to keep the moan building inside my throat from escaping. Her hourglass curves are perfect. I try not to rush the experience of seeing her body for the first time, because it's a work of art. My gaze glides over her smooth sloping hips, down to her lace thong that enhances her entire body, making it hard to concentrate. My eyes make the journey up her body, admiring her perky round breasts and the way they dip into the valley of her flat stomach. I nip at her neck and at the delicate spot below her ear, then slide my tongue down the length of her throat before gently scraping my teeth across her collarbone. As her moans deepen, my erection stiffens knowing how affected she is by my touch.

Reaching for her perfect breasts, I palm them between my hands before covering one with my mouth and sucking. I tease the nipple of the other between my fingers, rolling and pinching until her head falls back and she tumbles backward onto the table. She leans back on her forearms as another moan spills from her lips and her hips grind against mine.

Seeing the way she reacts to nipple stimulation fuels the fire already racing through my veins. I want to hear her scream my name. Dipping my head back to hard nipple, I lay my tongue flat against it and slowly drag up over the pebbled point before capturing it between my teeth and gently tugging. Hunter jerks forward, and I quickly slide my hand between us, splaying it against her stomach and holding her there.

Another whimper rumbles in the back of her throat as she winds her legs tighter around me and grinds against me trying to find her release. I pinch her nipple and scrape the other a little harder between my teeth as I thrust against her center wanting her to feel how hard she makes me.

“Oh, Myles,” she wimpers. “Fuck.”

Her encouragement and breathy voice makes my cock throb harder. I continue rotating which nipple gets attention and then lick and kiss my way between them, down her stomach. Peeking up at her face, her hooded eyes are fixed on me, pleading. I make it to her hips and give little nips, and she jolts again making me press her down once more. She lies completely flat, her chest rising and falling as she tries to watch me. I kiss right at the edge of her black lace thong and keep moving down. I inhale, sticking my nose right between her soft legs, and she moans loudly. She makes the most perfect sounds; I could come listening to her alone. I look up at her and place my fingers on the thin lace strip on her hips, silently asking if I can take it off. She gives a few small nods like she’s begging me to.

Unable to hide my smile, I slowly slide her thong down her legs, and she unwraps herself from around me, just long enough for me to get it off. I grab her ankles before she can wrap them around me again, placing her feet on the edge of the pool table. Keeping my eyes pinned on hers, I lower myself to my knees, and I swear her eyes turn to flames. Blowing a little air onto her, I watch as she throws her head back, sucking in a breath. I lean closer and take a long and slow lick up her center, giving a little pressure at the top. She grabs my hair, tugging as her breathing grows heavier. She tastes like heaven, and I’d do this all night if she let me. Seeing her unravel for me, it’s the sexiest thing to watch.

“You like that?”

“Yes.” She gasps. “More.” Her voice comes out a mere whisper.

I laugh. My greedy little thing. I spear my tongue right into her, and she almost rolls away from me. I play with one of her nipples and keep licking her, sucking on the part where her nerves peek. She’s moving against my mouth, and I suck harder, making her gasp. Easing a finger into her, I pump into her slick core. She gasps louder, as she arches her back like a bow. Her body is taut with anticipation. I continue sucking, and add a second finger. Her center is slick with her arousal. Her body is practically begging for more as her breathing goes erratic. She whispers a few more curses in between soft moans. I feel her walls start tightening around my fingers. Body freezing, she holds her breath. Fuck, I’m so turned on right now. She gasps as her body spasms, and she rides out her orgasm. Once she is completely limp, I give one last long lick up her center. I look at her right in the eyes as I slowly pull my fingers out of her. Bringing them to my mouth, she watches as I suck them clean. She lets out a small gasp. Her green eyes bore into me, and I can’t pull my focus away from the rising and falling of her full breasts. It’s the most beautiful thing to watch.

“That was the sexiest thing I have ever experienced, Hershey.” Her soft smile eases any worry I had while she sits up and wraps her arms around my neck. Her nails lightly scratch parts of my back, making my whole body ignite in goosebumps. Pressing my lips against hers, I kiss her hard. I'm falling for this girl. She takes my breath away.

Pulling back, she bites her lip and asks, “Can we do that again?”

I love that she knows what she likes and isn’t afraid to ask for it. “We can do that anytime you want.” Grabbing her ass, I nip at her bottom lip. She pulls back letting her hands graze over my chest to my stomach. She traces my abs with her fingers. Her eyes peruse my bare chest, taking in every inch.

I wait for her to make the next move, intrigued by the curiosity she's showing. It blows my mind that Hunter has never experienced this kind of pleasure. How could any man be so selfish?

She looks up at me as she takes my belt and unbuttons my pants. They hit the floor, and I kick them aside along with my shoes. Her eyes widen, now that I’m just in my briefs. Another moment goes by without her making any moves, so I help her out. “Would you like me to take these off now?” I motion toward my underwear, and she bites her lower lip and nods. Smirking, I lean toward her and kiss her neck as I pull them off.

Without hesitating, Hunter reaches for me and her soft touch makes my eyes roll back in my head. She drags her hand up and down my shaft, and I have to stop myself from exploding right here and now. I lean my forehead against hers and feel like the world around us is spinning. Her thumb gives a little pressure underneath as she trails it right over the tip where I already have precum. I have no restraint because this woman could make me cum with a few pumps of her hand. A deep moan drags out of me, as I try to stay in control the best I can.

Gripping her face with my hands, my mouth meets hers, and I almost lose myself again. I snake my fingers into her hair, making a few pins come loose.

“Condom”—she breathes out. “Please tell me you have a condom.” Her wide eyes search mine.

I look at her and kiss her again before heading for my jacket and getting one out of my wallet. She plucks it from my hands and rips it open with her teeth. She gently rolls it onto me and my eyes lift to the ceiling, and I bite my lip. She grabs onto my shoulders and pulls me closer, digging her nails into my back. I swear she’s marking me, and I don’t give one fuck. I look into her eyes and she’s practically begging me for more. I reach between us to line my cock up at her entrance. I kiss her again and slowly push into her. She’s still soaking wet and so tight. I moan with the feeling of pure ecstasy. Nothing has ever felt more right in my life.

She grabs onto my neck to bring us closer and wraps her legs tighter around me. It gives me the best angle to go in deeper. I bottom out inside of her, seeing stars at the edge of my vision. She lets out a loud moan right as I get as deep as I can, pausing as she adjusts to me. I start to move, and she pants right in my ear. Wanting her to come again, I reach down and rub her clit. She loses herself, biting her fist to keep quiet. I don’t know how long I can last for her, but I'm going to try to hold on for as long as possible. I keep pumping into her, and she releases her grip to put her hands on the table behind her, giving me the perfect opportunity to start kissing and sucking her nipples. It only makes her moan more. I’m not sure if my thumb on her clit or my tongue on her nipples finally pushes her over the edge. She tightens around me and lets out one final moan, and I can’t help but follow her over the edge with my own release. As soon as I finish, I have to prevent my legs from giving out. I lay her down on the table, while I lay on top of her. I'm careful to keep my weight on my forearms so I don’t crush her.

We’re both breathing hard. I swear that was the best sex of my life. Even after hearing her talk about how much she had never liked sex before, I didn’t question that she’d love it as much as I would. What the hell were men in the past doing that they couldn’t make it happen?

“You okay, Hershey?” When she doesn’t say anything and continues breathing hard, I look at her. Her spasms have finally subsided along with mine. She looks perfect, lying there with her eyes closed. Eventually, she opens her beautiful eyes to look at me. Her lips form the most perfect small smile while her cheeks turn a little red.

“Yeah. I’m perfect,” she whispers.

My shoulders sag with relief, and a smile takes over my face. She smiles, but it turns into a frown, making my heart nearly stop.

“We should probably get back out there or even head out.”

I nod my head realizing where her mind is going. We’ve already been gone a while, and it won’t be long before someone comes looking for us.

“Yeah. I guess we can’t stay locked away in here all night, can we?” I laugh which makes her smile again. I lift myself off of her and walk over to the trash to throw away the condom. I turn around and she is still sitting there naked as can be, staring at me. I walk toward her and lean in. “Like what you see?” I place a kiss just below her ear, and she smiles, biting her lower lip, and nods. I look at her perfect body sitting there on full display just for me. I lift her off the table, and she glides gloriously down my body, and damn, if my dick doesn’t start to get hard again. She smiles like she knows what just happened .

We both get dressed, and I help her with her zipper, then she helps me with my bowtie. I don’t want to leave this room. I know her mother’s most likely searching everywhere for her. I hope we can get out of here without being seen. I doubt it, though. Her mother seems to have the worst perfect timing. We both give each other a once-over to make sure nothing is out of place, and we head out the door together, holding hands.