by Eva Luxe
I can’t wait to have his cock inside me. I want him, need him, feel as though I’m going to die if he doesn’t put his cock in me where it belongs.
I sit up, undo his belt, and unbutton his pants. I partially slide them off and Isaac finishes the job. He makes quick work of removing the rest of clothing and then he’s back on top of me, his hard cock pressing against my legs, revealing its need for me.
I shimmy my dress down my legs and kick if off and do the same with my underwear, so we’re both naked. We engage in another passionate kiss.
“I’ve missed… this,” he says. “Your sweet, tight little pussy.”
He’s positioned his cock right at my entrance, hesitating to take the last step.
“I’ve missed this, too. Your big, hard cock.”
I wrap my legs around him as he starts his descent into me. He continues to enter me albeit very slowly. The head of his cock pushes his way from my pussy lips deep into my hole, until he’s filling me up all the way. My juices are dripping onto his cock, begging him to take me.
His slow penetration sends a chill down my spine. I can tell he’s exercising great restraint and while the care he is displaying warms my heart, I would prefer not to be treated so fragilely.
“I told you not to hold back,” I tell him. “I want your raw passion.”
I move my hand to his ass and dig my nails in to further my point.
“You know I want your raw pussy, with nothing to come in between us, and I want to fill you up and pound you silly,” he says. “I just wanted to be careful since it’s been so long…”
“I’ve told you before, I want the unedited you. And if I need you to slow down, I’ll say so.”
He looks into my eyes and smiles mischievously. Now there’s the guy I married. I knew that childbirth couldn’t be the end of our amazing sex life.
Isaac
Veronica brings her hand to my cheek and cups it softly. She’s never shied away from any part of me and I want to give her what she wants. I move out of her slowly, but reenter swiftly and fully.
I hear her gasp and worry I’ve been too rough, but her face tells me otherwise, letting me know this is exactly what she wanted. I continue to slide in and out at a steady pace, but soon I’m going with much more vigor. Victoria is moaning with pleasure, which fuels my passion.
“You’re so fucking hot.”
Veronica encourages me with her mewing, telling me to go harder.
“Your pussy feels amazing,” I tell her, my cock feeling so good as it’s squeezed in between the walls of her pussy and her beautiful thighs.
I grind my hips into hers. I thrust in and out, finding our rhythm.
“Yes! Yes! Just like that!” she cries out. “I’ve missed having you inside me.”
I try to keep from exploding because I want Veronica to reach her climax. It takes all I have within me to hold back, because she’s so beautiful and she feels so good and wet and tight that I just want to come into her so badly.
“I’ve missed being inside you,” I tell her.
Veronica squeezes her eyes shut and tenses up. I feel her walls pulse around me as she comes, right as she says, “I’m coming for you, Isaac. I’m coming.”
“I’m coming with you, Veronica. I’m shooting my load into your pussy right now.”
I can’t hold off any longer and intensely come inside her. I grunt as I finish and I pull out of her I watch the dollop of my cum fall out of her.
I love looking at my cream pie in her pussy. It’s one of the best parts of getting to have unprotected sex with her. Whoever says there aren’t many benefits to being married must not have thought about this— and everything else I get to share with Veronica. There’s nothing about being married to her that I don’t consider a benefit.
Exhausted, I lay on top of her, my hand petting her sweaty, sexy hair. Her breathing evens as she comes down from her orgasm.
We’re both slick with sweat and I feel Veronica laugh underneath me. I prop myself up on my elbows too see what all the guffaw is about. As I look at her, she covers her eyes with her hands and continues to chuckle.
“What is it?” I ask her.
She can’t seem to get herself together and tell me what’s so funny.
She just shakes her head and refuses to look at me. I bring myself up and I’m now on my knees.
I grab her hands and pin them above her head. She squeezes her eyes shut, keeping her secret joke for herself.
“Pretty please?”
I can’t help but beg her for the information. I want to know my wife’s every thought. I’ve just possessed her in the way that only I ever have, and I don’t want to not know something about her.
After a moment of silence, she opens one of her eyes and sees me staring at her. She finally looks at me with a big smile on her face.
“It was just… really good!”
She wrestles her hands out of my grasp and covers her face again, in embarrassment. But after a few seconds, she peeks between her fingers and is greeted by my smiling face.
“I’m laughing at myself because I was so nervous and embarrassed, even more so than the very first time, I think, and it was incredible. What was I so worried about?” she asks me.
“So, what you’re saying is I still got it?” I return her question with one of my own, and I’m pleased when I make her laugh even more than she just was. “Like just as good as the first time, when I popped your cherry and took your sweet virginity… I still got it?”
Veronica takes the pillow from the bed and throws it at my face. I dodge it and bring my face close to hers. The room fills with our laughter and I place a soft kiss on her nose.
“Yes, Isaac,” she answers me. “You still have it. And I think you always will. That’s why I married you, you know?”
“You still got it, too,” I tell her. “Just as beautiful as the day I met you. Maybe even somehow better.”
“Because I’m not auctioning myself off to the highest bidder?” she jokes.
But my compliment earns me a kiss and then she’s pushing me off her.
“That’s lovely and all, but we need to get home,” she says, thinking of our daughter, no doubt.
I sigh, but I know it’s true. And anyway, I miss being near Flannery.
We both get dressed and leave the hotel. On the drive home, Veronica does most of the talking. Sometimes, I love just listening to her voice. We arrive home and thank Veronica’s parents and Lily for watching Flannery.
“We’d do it anytime,” her mom says. I’m so glad she’s been cancer-free after the trial treatment healed her. “Our granddaughter is a treat to be around.”
“Maybe Isaac and I will plan more nights out.”
I can hear the suggestion in Veronica’s voice and I second her statement. We say our goodbyes and the three of them head out.
Veronica and I head up to Flannery’s bedroom to peek inside and we see her sound asleep in her crib. We go and stand at the edge and look down at our little girl. I gently run a finger down her soft cheek and Veronica pats her hair.
There’s something about having a baby that makes you want to be in constant contact with the tiny little creature. We sneak back out, being careful not to wake her and go to our room. We begin to undress for the night.
“Could you help me with this zipper?” Veronica asks me.
I nod and go over to her. She turns around and sweeps her hair out of the way. I slowly bring the zipper down, maybe a little seductively. I run my hand over her back and Veronica leans into it.
“You know we don’t need a fancy hotel to…” she begins to say.
“I know, but it was fun to go all out while we reconnected.”
For some reason, it would have felt weird to make love so close to little Flannery’s nursery, for the very first time since her birth. Now, though, it feels different. Like we’ve broken the ice, and are free to experiment again, whenever Flannery is sound asleep, of course.
Veronica turns a
round and puts a soft hand on my chest. I take it and bring her palm to my lips.
“It was amazing,” I tell her.
“It definitely was.”
She drops her hand and steps out of her dress. I go and take off my clothes, leaving only my boxers and a t-shirt. Veronica also dons one of my shirts and we get into bed together. We curl up and face each other.
“I love you, Isaac. I love you so much. My husband.”
It’s just a whisper, but she says it with so much feeling. I thank the universe every day for putting Veronica in my path. She accepted me as I was and there is nothing more I could ask for. She was my fake fiancée when I needed her to be, and now she’s my real wife and mother of my child, because I need her to be.
She burrows into my chest and I can feel her breath against my shirt.
“I love you, too, my wife,” I tell her.
She lets out a soft sound, but I can tell she’s falling asleep. I place a kiss on the top of her head. Soon her breathing is even and she’s fast asleep. Over the monitor I hear Flannery’s soft breathing and soon, I close my eyes and go to sleep, listening to the peaceful sounds of my two favorite ladies.
THE END.
Sold at the Company Party
Bonus Novella for Sold at the Auction Box Set
Copyright 2017 by Juliana Conners; All Rights Reserved.
Chapter 1 – Jade
Gavin and I are taking our first trip on the private jet he just bought. It turns out that when he left the Irish version of the mafia, his dad didn’t take it as badly as we had feared. He gave him a very big sum of money as a parting present, to wish him well in his new relationship with me and also as hush money, to never tell a soul about all the things he had witnessed his dad and his friends do.
Of course Gavin wasn’t going to tell anyone. He had not only witnessed such acts but had kind of participated in them too, at least by being a silent accomplice and helping his dad clean up the messes. So if he told someone, he would be implicated too.
He didn’t turn down the hush money, though. And it turns out that there were a lot of people who wanted to give Gavin hush money. They also gave him money for favors to be done in the United States, which they themselves couldn’t do from across the Atlantic.
Therefore, my boyfriend became a very rich man. He had started out rich but was afraid of losing everything for me. Instead, he gained even more and it was truly his, since he’s his own man now.
As we pull up to the airstrip from which our jet will take off, I say, “I sure wish Monica and Tessa could come with us because this is a party after all— even if it’s just a company party— and they’re always lots of fun to party with.”
In typical Gavin style, he responds with, “Clearly, because that’s how you ended up being on stage, where I bought you.”
I laugh, even though it’s not true.
“I did that of my own free will,” I tell him. “They didn’t make me. In fact, it was all my idea.”
“Oh come on,” he says, “You hadn’t ever even partied with them when you nearly got yourself into all that trouble in Dublin, and then the next time you went out with them, once you got back to the States you were selling yourself up on stage.”
“Are you complaining?” I ask him, and now it’s his turn to laugh.
“No,” he says. “Just defending my position.”
“Well, your position is wrong,” I insist. “I was the one who decided I wanted to go to The Exchange that night, and give up my virginity. I was sick and tired of being ‘the good one.’”
“At least I came along right when you decided to start being a bad girl,” he says, with a grin, dropping the argument.
“You mean your dirty little sex slave, Sir,” I tell him, and he chuckles and nods.
“Anyway,” he says, “Even if your friends aren’t the cause of your corruption, they’re still not allowed on my jet.”
“And why is that?” I ask, since I can sense from his handsome, devilish grin that he’s about to say something sexy.
“Because I want you all to myself on there.”
“I see,” I quickly reply, knowing he was going to say something like that.
We’ve been together for over a year and a half now but I felt I’d known him from that first crazy day I met him.
As soon as we get on the plane, he says, “Now, no clothes allowed for the rest of the flight.”
“It really is a good thing my friends didn’t come,” I remark.
“That’s right. We’re going to spend this whole trip in our own private little mile high club. They’re not allowed to join this club and neither is anyone else.”
I undress myself just like he commands. I still like doing everything he tells me to do. My pussy drips wet with excitement as I take off the casual dress I’d just bought at Nordstrom for our trip to Phoenix for The Exchange party.
The saleslady had told me I’d better dress light because it’s hot in Phoenix. I don’t think she anticipated the benefits of being able to drop my dress at my boyfriend’s command.
Soon I’m down to my bra and undies as Gavin undresses as well. I unsnap my bra and let it fall to the floor where it joins my dress in a small pile of clothes I don’t need on this flight. My nipples are standing up hard and erect for him. As he takes off his boxer briefs I can see that his cock is in the same position. It’s always ready and willing to take me, and I love it that way.
“Let me do the honors from here,” Gavin says, walking up to me and spinning me around.
He moves my panties to the side as he slips a finger inside me.
“Nice and wet for me, just like I like it,” he remarks.
“Yes, Sir.”
He bends me over a chair while fingering me and playing with my clit.
“Oh, my God, Gavin,” I say, as I feel the rush of blood mixing with the sensations that are already tingling.
“You like when I grab a hold of you and rub this really good?” he asks, pulling me against him.
I feel his cock hard up against my ass and I nod, feeling too good to talk as he expertly rubs my clit.
“Answer me, my dirty little sex slave,” he says, as he slaps my ass, hard.
“Yes, Sir,” I answer, and then I add, “I’m coming.”
“Come all over my fingers,” he commands, pushing them in and out of me with one hand while he rubs my clit with the other.
I do as he says, and I really don’t have a choice because my juices are dripping out like a faucet. When I’m done moaning and coming, he takes his fingers out of my pussy and sticks them in my mouth, while continuing to rub me with his other hand.
“Mmmmm,” I groan, slurping my juices off his fingers, my tongue sliding up and down them before I suck on his fingertips.
He shoves his fingers all the way down my throat while he moves his other hand up to my nipples. He twists and plays with them until I’m begging him, “Please fuck me, Gavin, I need it, I need you.”
“No,” he says, stepping away from me, making me feel empty without him and aching for his touch. “I’m the one who dictates what happens here.”
He bends me over and slaps my ass once, two times, three times, each time stinging my ass cheeks and undoubtedly make them turn bright red. He’s marking me as his own, disciplining me for not listening to my boyfriend, for trying to tell him what to do instead of being his submissive sex slave.
It’s a game we play, and I love it. Even when it hurts.
He slaps my pussy lips but lighter, gentler. Then he grabs hold of my panties and pulls them until they tear off, the thin fabric submitting to his grasp and breaking underneath it, giving into him as easily as I always do.
“Now walk up and down this plane so I can admire at your beautiful body,” he instructs me.
He wants my whole body on display, for his eye’s only.
Now that’s a command I can easily obey.
Chapter 2 – Gavin
Even after a year and a half, I can
’t take my eyes off Jade. She’s just as beautiful and captivating as the day I saw her standing up on that stage. I knew then that I would pay any price to make her mine— and I did.
She’s been mine ever since I took her virginity and claimed her. She still does whatever I want her to do— wherever, whenever. And that’s one of the many reasons I love her.
As I watch her walk up and down the width of the plane, completely nude for me, I’m reminded of yet another reason I love her. She’s fucking gorgeous, with curves in all the right places: ample tits and a bouncy ass.
All I want to do is fuck her, but I make myself wait it out as she strides around for me, showing off what she knows I want. When I can’t take it any longer, I corner her and pick her up as she’s standing in the middle of the aisle.
I put her ass on top of the seat, glad that the pilot is closed away in the cockpit so it’s only Jade and me. I wrap her legs around my head and begin licking her clit.
“Oh, my, God, Gavin, yes,” she moans, holding onto my hair as my tongue makes small circles around her clit.
I get bolder, sucking on her clit and then jutting my tongue in and out of it. She begins to ride my face, pushing my head into her pussy while I eat it.
Her breath gets faster and she pants, “Oh Gavin, I’m going to come.”
“Come in my mouth,” I instruct, my mouth buried deep in her pussy.
I lap up her juices as she says, “Yes, sir,” and gushes into my mouth, completely abandoning herself to me, just as I like it.
Then I pull her down and wrap her legs around my waist. I fuck her while standing up, holding onto her amazing ass while I thrust in and out of her in the aisle.
“Yes,” she calls out, “Yes, yes, yes!”
I laugh and kiss her, wondering if it’s possible for the pilot to hear us. If so, I bet he’s really fucking jealous. Everyone wants a girl as hot as Jade, but she’s all mine.
She grips my sides tight with the inside of her legs while saying, “I’m coming again, you’re going to make me come again…”
And soon she’s a messy heave of pants and moans, unable to talk except to call out my name over and over again while she comes on my cock. When I’m sure she’s done, I pick her up and let her drop to the floor.
