SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER

by Sam Crescent

  Sold to the Highest Bidder

  Sam Crescent

  Sold for one million dollars…

  Emily is shocked to hear the ex she walked away from and refused to have anything to do with since the day he proposed has paid a huge sum for the pleasure of her company for one weekend. She doesn't do commitment and she doesn't trust men.

  Jason let Emily get away once, but he wasn't going to again. The weekend with her at the Master Resort is his chance to win her back. He was her Dom. He's still her boss and Jason is not going to let her go a second time. She will be collared and engaged by Sunday.

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  SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER

  Shades of Naughty Collection

  Copyright © 2013 SAM CRESCENT

  Cover art by Amanda Kelsey

  Edited by Trinity Scott

  ISBN: 978-1-936387-61-8

  All Romance eBooks, LLC Palm Harbor, Florida 34684

  www.allromanceebooks.com

  This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or business establishments, events, or locales is coincidental.

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  First All Romance eBooks publication: May 2013

  Chapter One

  Emily Hayes stood in the queue behind several other women and wondered why she’d done this to herself. Her nerves were totally fried. Her heart wouldn’t slow down. She closed her eyes as another woman was sold. Attending the Master’s resort had been a huge mistake. When she’d seen the leaflet on the boss’s desk she’d been intrigued. After reading through the details of the event she’d signed up, ready and willing to become a submissive to a new Dom. She’d been a submissive for some time and a few months ago the right Dom had walked into her life. The problem with him, he’d demanded more commitment. The moment he got down on one knee, she’d fled.

  Commitment of any kind scared her. She’d seen what being devoted to one man had done to her mother. Emily’s father hadn’t been well known for being faithful. She hated the man who’d helped create her, and because of her father she refused to commit.

  Another woman was sold to a man for the weekend. The line she stood in continued to get shorter as doubts assailed her. The resort itself asked for willing women who consented to be sold to a mystery Dom. By signing up for this weekend she’d agreed to be put up for sale. The profit made from the weekend’s bidding was given to charity. The money raised went to help disadvantaged kids. The owner of the island and this particular resort, Charles Robinson, had explained every little detail during the phone conversation. She didn’t have to have sex if she didn’t want to. The resort allowed for submissive women to find a qualified Dom who’d be more than willing to spend the weekend.

  If she didn’t like the man who bought her then Emily was not obligated to sleep with him. Emily had been intrigued by the concept of meeting someone else within the lifestyle. It was hard to find likeminded people within the BDSM scene when she worked more than fifty hours a week. Some of the Doms were not the type of man she looked for. She’d heard the horror stories about awful Doms and had no intention of putting herself at risk.

  Running fingers through her hair, she stood nervously, waiting for her turn. A brunette was before her in the queue. She listened to the man list a variety of skills about the woman. The bidding started and Emily’s nerves grew. What if she didn’t earn enough? What if men didn’t want her? She pushed the doubts aside and concentrated on the bidding.

  Emily wore the bikini she’d been given. The red fabric covered enough of her private parts even though it exposed a lot of her body. She wanted to cover more of her flesh up but Charles said his rules applied during the bidding. She never liked her body being on display. Her extra curves and weight would be clearly seen by the audience. Her tummy was rounded and her breasts were large. Some may say she was hourglass while others would merely say fat.

  The Dom she’d walked away from had taken into account her nerves and never forced her to go naked in front of others. She pressed a hand to her stomach, hoping it would flatten in the next few minutes.

  No such luck as Charles called her out next.

  “Next up, we have a virgin to the resort. She’s a little blonde peach and well worth the money spent. Everybody, I introduce you to the lovely, the beautiful, Emily,” Charles said.

  The music started up as she walked onto the stage. She fisted her hands at her sides. The only problem she faced was the fright she got being observed on stage. She never participated in public scenes because of the fear. The Dom she’d left had understood her fear even though he wanted to show her off. Why were her thoughts filled of him? She’d walked away from him when he’d proposed to her.

  She closed her eyes, thinking about the man she could have easily given her heart to. When he’d demanded more she’d run as far as she could. Emily regretted her decision to walk away. She’d fallen in love with him, Jason Young.

  The music stopped when she stood on the red cross onstage. Her heart continued to pound. She gazed out at the audience. The light shining on the stage stopped her from seeing the crowd. She wondered what they were thinking while they stared at her.

  “Who will open the bidding?” Charles asked.

  “One thousand dollars,” a man called out.

  A thousand dollars wasn’t a bad start.

  “Three thousand dollars.”

  “Four thousand.”

  “Five thousand.”

  She listened as the price went up and up.

  Her palms were sweaty and then the next price made her heart stop.

  “One million dollars.”

  Gasps echoed around the room.

  Emily recognised that voice.

  How could he be here?

  The sound of the male voice filled her with regret. Before she’d walked away, Emily had listened to that voice demand her submission. He’d whispered orders and sweet nothings in her ear while he took her to heaven and back. She regretted walking away from him after he proposed. The man who had proposed to her was also the man she worked for. Jason Young, the Dom she’d fallen in love with, the man she’d run away from when he demanded more. And the same man was her boss.

  She’d seen the leaflet for this resort on his desk. He was supposed to be away on a business deal, not at the resort.

  “Sold.” Charles’s words rang out and echoed across the room.

  Shit, what had she done?

  ****

  Jason Young sat in the crowd at the Master’s resort waiting for the woman who would be his for the entire weekend. Every year without fail he made sure to attend the resort’s annual get together. When Emily, his personal assistant, made sure he was nowhere near the resort on business, he’d become suspicious. He called Charles to confirm Emily’s agreement to be a submissive for the auction event. The anger at her constant running threatened to drive him insane. Emily loved him. Jason saw it in the way she looked at him. When she didn’t know he was looking, he saw her need to please him.

  Before she’d worked for him they’d been lovers. Their relationship never affected their working one. They were able to put aside their attraction and get the job done. Emily was a brilliant personal assistant. The best personal assistant he’d ever worked with.

  That was a lie. Well, part of it may be a lie. They worked well together but Emily drove him crazy with wanting her. There were times he watched her working and all he wanted to do was bend her over his d
esk and spank that full, rounded ass.

  Seeing her onstage with the way her nerves affected her, the protective instincts inside him spilled out. Her hands were fisted at her sides, which was a clear sign she wanted to get off the stage and out of the limelight. When they’d been together he’d never done a scene in public. Her safety and security mattered most to him.

  The men who’d placed bids made his anger rise. Emily Hayes was his woman and no other man would ever know how silky soft her skin felt. He knew every inch of his woman and this weekend she was going to learn to accept his love.

  One million dollars was a small amount of his fortune. Emily was more than worth the cost. He walked past the men toward his prize. He handed the check over to Charles and took Emily’s hand. She didn’t resist. He marched out of the crowded room. When he saw the men gazing at her body, he removed his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. No one but him could look at her full curves.

  She took the jacket without argument.

  “What are you doing here?” she asked. Her face paled.

  “Do you really think I was too stupid to realise what you’d done?” He turned and organised some food to be delivered to his room. The woman at the desk gave a quizzical look before turning her attention to Emily.

  “I thought you’d be halfway around the world by now,” she said.

  Grabbing her arm, he moved toward the elevator. Jason counted his blessings at the fact she hadn’t fought him. Pressing the button to his floor, he stared at the woman at his side. Emily was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Her blonde hair fell around her body in golden waves. He’d lost himself with her hair surrounding him multiple times. The chemistry between them had always been mind shattering.

  He folded his arms so he wouldn’t reach out for her.

  “Why, Emily?”

  Her fingers ran through her hair. Her hands shook with the movement.

  “I’ll get the answer out of you eventually.”

  “Why did you spend so much money? We’re over. You know that.”

  He shook his head. “What I know is you’re running scared, just like always. You’re afraid to let yourself be loved.”

  “That wouldn’t scare me.”

  Jason moved in, trapping her between his body and the corner of the elevator booth. “No? Then why were you content to be in my arms before I asked for more? I remember how you screamed my name when my cock was so deep inside you, you couldn’t think straight.”

  He cupped her cheek, relishing the feel of her silken skin against his fingers.

  She gasped. Her eyes dilated as she stared up at him. Her pussy would be dripping wet. Jason wanted to lick her until she came apart in his arms. He yearned for her. The time they’d spent apart had been a nightmare. Emily was his woman. She shouldn’t be running from him.

  “You want me,” he said.

  “You’re asking too much. I can’t be the person you want.” She broke off when his body was pressed against hers. His cock rested into the curve of her stomach. The thick shaft pulsed with the need to be inside her. There were times his cock had a mind of its own.

  “Don’t deny me. I remember what it was like to have your mouth wrapped around me. Do you remember? You loved to take me deep until I exploded down your throat. I love watching you swallow my load.” He leaned down, inhaling her subtle fragrance.

  “That time has passed,” she said. Her voice lost all authority. Her eyes drooped as he moved in closer.

  “Then tell me to stop. Tell me to leave you alone and when we get home you can hand in your notice. Cut yourself off from me.”

  She whimpered and her eyes filled with tears.

  “Or wrap your arms around me and I’ll take us both to heaven. Would you like that? Do you want me to fuck your cunt and ass and show you what true possession is all about?” he asked.

  Her gaze never left his. Her cheeks were red from her blush. It was taking every ounce of control to not reach out and take her there in the elevator booth.

  “Make your choice. We’re almost at my floor.”

  She stared past his shoulder. “Just for this weekend?”

  Jason didn’t answer. “Make your choice.”

  The elevator pinged as they arrived at his floor.

  Her arms wrapped around his neck. “Yes, God, yes.”

  Before he had time to react her lips were on him. Jason picked her up and led her down the corridor to his room. He typed in the key that opened the door. Jason slammed it closed and pressed her against the wall. Her legs wrapped around him. The jacket opened at the bottom, falling down either side of her legs.

  He cupped her thighs, loving the feel of her submitting to him once again. This time, he wasn’t going to be easy on her. They were not leaving this room until she committed to him completely.

  Chapter Two

  If Emily didn’t have him soon, she’d die with need. The moment his voice filled the auction room she’d been a goner. Jason Young was the best damn Dom in the world as far as she was concerned. He knew what to do with her body and more times than not he had her screaming with orgasms for hours. His cock pressed against her pussy. Why had she walked away from him? Feeling his shaft pressing against her brought to mind so many brilliant memories. Their time together had been amazing. Jason made her want things she’d never known existed.

  He nibbled her neck and unbuttoned the coat covering her body. She’d buttoned up the jacket instinctively. Jason never liked another man staring at her. He could be rather possessive at times.

  “You spent a million dollars on me,” she said.

  “It’s for a good cause. I wasn’t letting one of those bastards touch you. You’re mine. Always have been and always will be.”

  She shut him up with a kiss. He put her on her feet and then tore the jacket from her body. She heard the fabric tear. Emily didn’t care. Her body was on fire for him. She reached for his shirt, pulling it off and then going for the belt holding up his jeans.

  Jason tore off the small bikini she wore. Emily stood naked as he stepped out of his jeans. His long, thick cock pulsed. The vein along the side stuck out hard with each pulse of blood flowing into his shaft.

  The tip leaked copious amounts of pre-come. Her mouth watered for a taste of him. She’d missed this and him. Jason always found ways to get passed her defences.

  “I see what you want, baby.” He pressed her against the wall. His large hand cupped her cheek and then sank into her hair. “But first I’m going to fuck your gorgeous pussy.”

  His lips slammed down on hers. Jason ravished her mouth with kisses. He nipped, sucked and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She moaned, submitting to what he did. There was no negotiating with him. Jason was not a selfish Dom. She’d be screaming with pleasure in no time.

  He pinned her against the wall. Their naked bodies rubbed against each other as they kissed. She wanted his dick inside her.

  “Fuck me,” she said.

  “You’re not the one in control, baby. I’ll fuck you when I’m good and ready.” Jason lifted her up in his arms. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding on.

  He was so strong. One of his arms was thicker than her thighs. Jason lifted weights and spent a great deal of time working out. His body remained in prime shape. She hoped she could still keep up with him in the bedroom. The hand in her hair tightened into a fist, pulling on the strands.

  She gasped from the pain of his grip. The pleasure from his force made her rub against him, searching for his hot cock.

  “You’re desperate for it. Tell me, Emily, how many other men have been in here since me.” His free hand cupped her cunt. Jason kept her held up against the wall with his body at the right angle.

  Emily shook her head. The answer humiliated her.

  “Tell me, baby.”

  “No one,” she said. “There has been no other man since you.”

  She opened her eyes to stare at him. She expected to see triumph or gloating on his handsome fac
e. All she saw on Jason was satisfaction.

  “When are you going to stop fighting me? Us?”

  Emily turned her head away. The grip in her hair brought tears to her eyes.

  “Look at me.”

  She waited several moments before turning to face him.

  “Stop hiding from me. I’m not your father. I would never cheat on you.”

  Jason was the only man she’d let in. He knew too much about her and used his knowledge to his advantage.

  “Please, stop talking.”

  He stared at her before he placed his lips back on hers. This time there was no scorching passion. Jason kissed her softly. The sudden change shocked her. The roughness was part of Jason. He demanded complete submission, and the intensity with which he claimed her threatened to swallow her whole.

  The tender kiss made the tears spill down her cheeks. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on to him tighter. Emily never wanted to let him go. Jason undid her with everything he was.

  He broke the kiss, pressing little nips along her jaw.

  “I can play it your way for a while. Sooner or later you will be all mine and I’ll never let you hide from me again.”

  Jason whispered the words against her ear. She’d expected them. He’d never given up, even when she’d not given in to him. She held herself back from him and from life, always frightened of getting hurt.

  His palm cupped her pussy. One of his fingers slid between the silken folds. She felt how slippery she was.

  “You’re so wet and ready for me,” he said.

  Emily was always wet and ready for him. Not a day went by when she wasn’t thinking about him. When they were at work she found the time they spent together the hardest.

  “Tell me what you want, baby. I want to hear you say the words.”

  She stared at his lips then into his eyes. “You. All I want is you.” She meant every single word.

  Fighting him was impossible, especially when she wished for the same things he did.

  Why couldn’t she let herself be with him? She’d never been open with any man other than him. Jason wouldn’t hurt her.

  Are you sure? Look what happened to your mother when she let your father in. He took advantage and left her broken and alone.