Can't Buy My Love: Billionaire and Virgin Romance Collection

by Jamie Knight

I can tell that Brian wants to roll his eyes.

  The guy bids again.

  I immediately raise my bid.

  “You just lie there and enjoy this,” I tell Sheila. “Don’t worry about my business dealings with my partner here.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  My hand is still attached to Sheila’s pussy, like I own it. My fingers are stuck deep inside her hole, as if they belong there. And they do, along with my cock, eventually.

  My thumb is on her clit, rubbing it gently and giving her little orgasms here and there as I talk to Brian. Whenever she finishes one, I give her a little break and then I pinch her clit and rub it harder, until she’s moaning and groaning and humping my hand with her pussy so that the next orgasm gets more intense.

  “That’s right,” I tell her, slapping the edge of her ass a little to show her she’s mine. “I like when you just lay there and let me play with you like you’re my toy.”

  “Yes, sir,” she says again, obediently.

  I can hear Brian sighing next to me.

  "Don't worry; we'll be fine," I whisper to him again.

  "If you spend everything, I won't be able to get my girl," he complains.

  We are already approaching the two million dollar bracket of the auction. I pat my pockets and realize that I have run out of money.

  "Quick, give me some more money," I whisper to Brian.

  I pinch Sheila’s nipple a bit, to remind her not to go anywhere. She smiles to let me know she likes it, so I twist it some, rubbing it back and forth between her fingers, letting her know she can never go anywhere if I want to take her right that second. She’s mine now. She belongs to me.

  "No way!" Brian snaps.

  "Come on, man. I’ll pay you back," I reply. “You know I’m good for it. I’ll cash out some of the company stocks. Or, fuck, I have a bunch more cash in the safe back at the office. Or at home too. I’ll get it for you quick, after this.”

  After I have my full way with this slutty little virgin who wants me so bad, I think, spanking her ass a bit harder now, leaving a welt for everyone to see. Some men are still jerking off to the sight of her, and I like knowing that they want her but only I can have her.

  I didn’t bring more money because I didn’t anticipate an auction in this small town to get bids that went up to such a high amount. But I’ll pay whatever is necessary to pop Sheila’s little cherry, which I own now, and plan to own forever. I already know that it’ll be so addicting and I’ll never be able to keep my hands off her curvy body or my cock out of her hungry, dripping wet pussy.

  Brian sighs and reluctantly hands me a wad of cash from his pocket. The bidding is getting close between the creep and me now, but I want to end it already. I'm tired of this and I want to have Sheila all to myself already.

  I want to end this auction and take her for her very first time. So, I place what I know will be the final bid because I’m so sick of this game and my rival doesn’t have enough to keep playing. I know he just sunk a hard several mill into a new venture project and he doesn’t have the cash to compete with me, especially when I have Brian to help me out, thank goodness.

  "Five million dollars," I call out. “Five million to take her virginity.”

  This gets everyone's attention, including Sheila’s. I am too busy enjoying the look of shock and anger on my rivals’ faces to notice that Brian looks the most shellshocked of all, until I look at him and nod as if to let him know that it’s fine, I’ve got this. I’ve got my virgin and I’ve got the money to make good on buying her.

  “Any more bids?” Julia asks, as if she knows there won’t be. “Going once, going twice, sold, if Sheila accepts.”

  Sheila looks at me with her innocent yet sexy eyes still open in surprise, and accepts the bid. She has to say yes out loud to it for Julia's sake, so she does. But I can’t help thinking it’s for my benefit, too. I love how submissive she can get for me.

  “Yes,” she says. “I accept the bid and the terms. I accept Andrew taking my virginity.”

  I'm so relieved as I put my arms around her. My rival gives me a look of pure jealousy before walking off. Fuck him – I got what I came here for, and he can leave with nothing.

  "Well, at least one of us won tonight," Brian complains.

  "Relax. I’ll pay you back with a lot of interest. Plus, with my business idea, we'll make more money and can host another auction soon," I reply.

  This answer seems to satisfy him. Sheila goes to put on her clothes. I leave her standing next to Brian.

  I have to go and pay Julia so we can end the auction. I couldn't be happier about the way tonight went. Sheila must be pretty happy, too. Not only did she make a good amount of money to help her business, but she is also going to have the best night of her life tonight with me. She certainly seemed to be enjoying herself earlier.

  I hope she feels the same way later on tonight.

  I walk back over to her. I love staring at her. With or without her clothes on, she is beautiful. I really am falling for her.

  Fuck.

  I can't wait to be with her later.

  The thought of actually being inside her tight, wet little pussy gets me excited all over again.

  I also hope that she will let me help with her business and be open to my ideas.

  We can talk about that later, though. I really can't wait to get her in bed.

  I walk back over to her and wrap my arms around her.

  "Ready for a night of fun?" I ask. “Don’t forget. I bid on you so that I could do whatever I want with you.”

  She smiles up at me, as if those terms make her really happy, and I’m glad.

  "Definitely!" she replies.

  My heart skips a beat. Brian laughs quietly at us. I know that even though he was complaining, he’s happy for me, because it’s been so long since I’ve felt this. In fact, I don’t know if I’ve ever felt this. This overwhelming feeling of desire mixed with… emotions.

  "Thanks again,” I mouth at him, then shrug, as if I always knew Sheila would give into me, that I had it in the bag.

  I don't want Sheila to know how deeply I’m falling for her. I’m not that vulnerable of a guy. I like to play my cards close to my chest and I usually don’t open up to anyone, but Sheila’s different.

  In a strange way, I can’t wait to take her on a date. Usually, I wouldn’t even bother with a date. I’d just do a quick fuck and be on my way.

  But I want to spend so much time with Sheila that it’ll be like we’re high schoolers going to Prom. I seriously have no idea what the fuck has gotten into me.

  Brian nods.

  "Just be sure to pay me back," he jokes.

  I assure him again that I will, of course. Then he goes over to talk to Julia.

  They start discussing how tonight went and I stand there with my arms around Sheila. She's talking to her friend Tammy. She’d introduced me to her by saying it was her best friend. I can't wait to be with Sheila physically, but I love listening to her talk and joke around with her gal pal, too.

  I slowly kiss her neck as she jokes with Tammy about how she never thought she’d go this all out.

  “It’s a good thing,” Tammy says. “I’m happy for you.”

  I really like this Tammy chick. She’s good for my Sheila, I can tell.

  I’m already calling her “my Sheila” in my head.

  Fuck.

  What have I gotten myself into?

  I can hear Sheila inhale a little as she tries not to let me distract her. And I can tell that I am distracting her. I like how much Sheila wants me, how she can’t resist me.

  Tammy finally says good night and I'm happy that I finally get to have Sheila all to myself.

  "Ready to go?" I ask her.

  "Yes, sir," she replies softly, and my cock is instantly hard again.

  This woman knows what I like; that much is for sure. She is turning me on so badly I can barely stand it.

  I
lean down and kiss her. I'm so happy when she eagerly kisses me back. Everyone else is scoffing, as if they don’t think we’ll really work out, since I just had her legs splayed with my mouth deep in her pussy, making her cum all over the floor, for everyone to see.

  I’ll show them. I want to be with her for a long time. She’ll cum for me in public or in private, as often as I want, and that’s what I love about her.

  Love.

  Fuck.

  The feeling is driving me crazy.

  What an insane thing it is.

  Maybe it’s something about this Love in Bloom flower store that makes its name come true. All these flowers around here must be like a magic potion, making me feel as if I’m in love, when I know that I, Andrew Yannon, am not someone who normally falls in love.

  "Let’s get out of here," I tell Sheila.

  It’s not just that I want to get away from the potion.

  It’s also that I don't want to wait any longer to have Sheila all to myself and be alone with her.

  Chapter 11 - Sheila

  I can't believe how much Andrew paid to take my virginity. I tried to talk him into doing it right there like the other couple was, but he insists on doing it properly. I wonder what he has in mind.

  I was glad I was able to talk to Tammy for a few minutes, but I couldn’t say much, with already right there nibbling on my neck. I could tell that he was ready to go. And his mouth on my skin was causing shivers to run across my whole body, so I was ready to go, too.

  "Call me tomorrow," Tammy calls out, as Andrew leads me out the door.

  I promise her that I will. I hold onto Andrew's arm as we wait on the sidewalk. A few seconds later, a long black limousine pulls up.

  Now that’s what I’m talking about, I can’t help but think.

  There are definitely benefits to being won at an auction by a super rich guy. And I don’t just mean sexually!

  Andrew opens the door for me, and I scoot inside. We spend the entire ride kissing and making out in the seat.

  I don't know how much more of this teasing I can take!

  Finally, we arrive at the fanciest 5-star hotel in town.

  So, this is what he meant.

  I try not to make it obvious, but I am very impressed. He pays for the best suite in the entire hotel and rushes me upstairs to it.

  I tell myself this is a normal thing to be doing – a very usual thing to have happen to me – even though I know it totally isn’t. But if I don’t act normal, I might faint with excitement!

  Once we’re in the room, so I kick off my heels and leap onto the soft bed. Andrew pulls off his jacket and tie and lays beside me. We spend a few more minutes kissing and stroking each other and it feels like heaven.

  I could almost just relax here forever like this.

  Almost.

  I do want to get to the part where he takes my virginity!

  He clearly feels the same way, because eventually he says, “I need to see you naked again. I crave your curves. Your gorgeous body.”

  Then he slips off my dress and I lay there in my bra and panties, basking in his compliments. I’ve never had a man verbalize how much he loves my body before. I definitely don’t hate hearing it!

  I unbutton his shirt, pulling it off and tossing it on the floor. My eyes take in his washboard abs, his strong pecs, his big, tattooed arms. I want to tell him I love his perfect combination of billionaire and bad boy, but I feel too shy, even after he’s praised my body so much.

  I just tell him, “Wow,” and he smiles, as if that’s compliment enough.

  After taking off his slacks, he crouches on the bed, between my legs. I'm lying on my back, with my head resting on the pillows. My pussy tingles with anticipation as I feel him slide my panties off. I moan as I feel his tongue teasing me and exploring me again.

  I curve my hips up as he plunges his tongue deep into my pussy hole while the lips of his mouth are exploring the lips of my pussy. When he combines his fingers into the mix, rubbing my clit, I feel like I might explode.

  “Mmmm,” I moan, feeling amazing.

  “You like how I play with your clit, don’t you?” he asks, pausing his tongue lickings so that he can look close up at his fingers circling my nub.

  “Yes, sir,” I tell him.

  “I like to watch your juices run out of you while I play with you,” he says. “But even better, I like to make you cum, with my mouth.”

  He puts his tongue back on me but now it’s on my clit. He’s circling it hard and fast while fingering my pussy hole. With his other hand, he reaches up and plays with one my nipples, pinching it lightly between his fingers, rolling it a bit until I’m writhing in ecstasy, my movements causing my pussy to push up against his mouth even more.

  “There you go,” he says, as I hum and moan under my breath, ready to explode. “Cum in my mouth. Let me taste your sweet little pussy juices.”

  “I’m cumming, Sir,” I tell him, as a feeling of pure euphoria washes all over me. “I’m cumming all over you your mouth.”

  My juices are dripping out of my pussy hole for him while I hit the crescendo of my orgasm. As I cum back down, he takes his mouth away from my clit but keeps rubbing it slightly with his fingers in that way of his that I love. It makes me cum again, and this time he can watch my juices squirt out along with me.

  Putting his mouth back to my pussy, he laps up my wetness, drinking me like nectar. I ride his mouth with my pussy, cumming once again all over his face.

  I never even knew it was possible to cum so much, but with Andrew, it’s all I want to do, over and over.

  After he stops, I look up at him and realize the moment is finally here. My handsome, older, experienced billionaire is going to take my virginity.

  He pulls off his boxers and lets me see his huge, hard cock. He knows that I'm as ready as he is. We both take a deep breath.

  “I’ll be gentle, okay?” he says, as if thinking I’m nervous.

  I could be imagining it, but I think he’s

  “Maybe I don’t want you to,” I tell him, with a wink.

  He smiles at this, obviously liking it.

  I lay back on the pillows as I feel him slide inside of me for the first time. He goes slow, testing me. The sensation is incredible. I moan as loud as I can. I never imagined it would feel as good as it does.

  He hesitates, then thrusts out and in, still going slow.

  I love the way he’s cramming his big cock inside me. At one point, there’s a sensation like a pop, that hurts a bit, but I don’t even care. Because he’s rubbing my nipples and kissing my mouth and I still feel so good all over.

  After that, all I feel is pleasure from his skilled, experienced hands. No more pain.

  "Faster," I murmur.

  “I love your gorgeous curves and I love fucking your tight little pussy hole,” he says, obliging my request by picking up the speed. “This is everything I thought it would be and more. I’d pay any amount of money for this.”

  My fingers grab the sheets and hold on tightly as he thrusts faster.

  "Oh, Andrew!" I call out.

  I reach for him and cling to him tightly.

  The faster he thrusts, the more I want to climax. I can't hold it back anymore and I cum, moaning out his name, over and over. I turn into a shivering, quivering mess, begging him to keep fucking me because it feels so good, until all my nerve endings are so sensitive that I’m begging him to stop.

  “Hold on, I’m going to cum first,” he says, and I start to feel his cock throbbing and pulsing inside me.

  “Okay,” I tell him.

  “I want to fill up your virgin pussy with my cum,” he says. “I’ll claim you as my own.”

  He grunts, and I feel him shoot his load into me, while I still get tingles all over as I’m coming down off my own high from the multiple orgasms, he was giving me.

  Afterwards, I feel incredibly tired and different, in a way. I'm not su
re how, but I just do. It’s as if I’m a woman now. His woman.

  Stop thinking that way, I chide myself.

  I know better than to mix up sex and love. I’m being paid well for this and I shouldn’t think it’s anything other than a fun fling.

  We lay in bed together, wrapped in million count – or whatever they might be, definitely something fancy that feels smooth and expensive – silk sheets, and I start to become happy again, rather than yelling at myself for wanting things I know I shouldn’t.

  When I think about it from a realistic perspective, this is just like I imagined it. I’m glad I had someone experienced to guide me through my first time. And as a bonus, I got paid for it!

  The room is dark, but we had left the curtains of the patio door open. Now we can see the moonlight as well as the lights of the “downtown” area of Bloom shining far away in the distance.

  As Andrew gently kisses my neck and shoulders, I can feel myself starting to drift off.

  "How was it, my cute, voluptuous little florist?" Andrew whispers softly in my ear, right as I think I’m going to fall asleep.

  "Amazing," I murmur softly back.

  I'm too tired to speak.

  "I'm glad," he replies softly, kissing my cheek.

  I can feel him lying next to me and wrapping his arms around me. I love his big, strong muscles, his six pack abs, the tattoos on his arms. I find it hot that he’s intelligent yet sexy. Nerdy yet strong.

  "When we wake up, I'll pay you personally for round two," he says.

  "Don't worry; it’s on the house," I murmur, as my eyes close.

  I want to sleep so bad but being with Andrew is bringing up other feelings. I want to be with Andrew again in the future, but I can't lose sight of my business goals. Besides, I'm not interested in a relationship and helping my business is what tonight was all about anyways.

  Andrew is very sweet and handsome, but I need to focus on making my future secure. Even though I don't want it to happen, my mind flashes back.

  I remember my mother crying at the kitchen table, the bills and papers surrounding her. She spent almost all her time like that after my father left her. I promised myself that I would never end up like that, broke or dependent on a man.