Auctioned to Him 7: The Contract

by Charlotte Byrd

  “No ways,” she said, “it’s your turn. Take off your clothes boss.” I did as she told me, revelling slightly at the sound of the word ‘boss’. She was still sitting on the bed and I was now standing in front of her. I was hard and ready and not at all ashamed by it. I saw her assessing me and then she licked her lips. I could literally hear the smacking sound that they made.

  “Come on.” I took her hand and led her out onto the large balcony. The balcony was one of my favourite places to have sex. It felt as if you were fully exposed to the whole world and while you could look down and see everyone nobody else could see you. It was invigorating, especially with the cold wind that was now starting to blow. We kissed again and looked out at the view. Then suddenly she knelt down and crept in between my legs. She placed her mouth around my now fully erect penis. While she sucked on me I looked out over the balcony and watched the world below me. I felt like the king of the world.

  “God Sebastian, you are beautiful. How can anyone be this perfect?” She took my penis in her hand and then she moved forward and placed it in her mouth. She then wrapped her arms around me and pulled me closer, squeezing my buttocks as she sucked me better than any woman has ever sucked me before. She allowed me to go so deep inside of her throat that I wondered if she had some sort of magical power. I could feel myself start to lose control. Then, just before I was about to come, she stopped and pushed me gently away. I wanted to cry out in frustration. But then she stood up and pulled me onto the bed with her.

  I didn’t wait for her to say anything. I kissed her again and again, trailing from her mouth, past her neck and between her perfect breasts. She squeezed them together, burying my face in their softness. I kept kissing my way down to her stomach, then along her hip bone and around to the inside of her thigh. By the time I got between her legs I could feel the heat on my face. She sighed and rotated her hips forward, opening up as I started licking her. With one hand on her thigh I pulled her closer to me while my other hand gently massaged her breast.

  She started letting out little moans and rocking her hips back and forth. I sucked lightly on her clit as I slid a single finger inside her. Her fingers wove through my hair, gripping so tight it almost hurt. I looked up to see her smiling. She pulled me up level to her and then reached down, guiding me inside her. Her legs curled around me, holding me in and her arms raked up and down my back. I could feel the electricity building up in my body. I heard her breathing deeply, letting out short little moans.

  She pushed my head back and smiled. “My turn,” she said. She motioned me to lay on my back and gently climbed on top of me. I was rock hard and she was so wet and it didn’t take long for me to slide right into her. I groaned as soon as I was inside of her. It felt so good. She sat up and rocked over me and I watched as her breasts moved up and down up and down. It was mesmerising. I reached up for them and squeezed. The more I squeezed the faster she moved. I pulled her down towards me; I kissed her neck, her face, her mouth. My hands were in her hair, and I felt my back arch in anticipation. I couldn’t take it anymore. I looked at her, “Jane, I’m going to come.” She smiled at me and said, “me too.” And then we both gave into the moment and came harder than we’ve ever come before.

  “Oh Jane. Jane. Jane. Jane.” I said, kissing her hair as she lay beside me. “You sure know what you’re doing. I don’t think I’ve ever felt more satisfied.” She simply smiled at me.

  “So,” I continued, “did that help you with your work? How was the research on that one?”

  She looked thoughtful for a moment. “Hmm… to be honest Sir, I’m really not sure. There’s a chance we might have to try that again.”

  Chapter 25 - Jane

  He was kissing me. Touching me in ways that I had never been touched before. I could feel all my tension start to melt away as he reached down and placed a finger inside of me. He kissed me while he moved his fingers in circles. He whispered, ‘Oh Jane. Jane. Jane.’

  “Jane. Good morning.”

  I opened my eyes in surprise. Where was I? Then I saw Sebastian, his smiling face looking down at me.

  “Looks like you were having a good dream. Was I in it?”

  I felt the colour rush to my face. Had I said anything out loud? “Uh… good morning.” I said instead.

  “Aren’t you a pretty sight in the morning.” It was a question but he said it like it was a statement.

  Whoa! I just realized that I had slept at Sebastian Taylor’s apartment and Sebastian Taylor was calling me pretty – perhaps I really was dreaming still. I hadn’t meant to do that. Heck, I hadn’t even meant to have sex with him in the first place. But it happened. Oh God, I could still feel him inside of me. After that the two of us had stayed up for a little while just talking. I had planned on leaving but then I had simply fallen asleep. I supposed he had too.

  “I’m sorry. I wasn’t supposed to sleep over.” I rubbed my eyes. I was suddenly very aware that I was still naked and that I probably had makeup running down my face. I always wished that I could be one of those girls that woke up looking as if they had just stepped off a magazine cover. But I knew that I wasn’t.

  “Don’t be silly. I’m glad you stayed. Plus… I slept better than I have in a long time. You practically put me in a coma you know.” He winked at me.

  Was this really happening? “Mind if I use your bathroom quickly?”

  He was laughing, “Of course. Go ahead.”

  “Uh… can you turn around?”

  He laughed again. “No problem.”

  I grabbed my clothes and my phone and I dashed to the bathroom. The minute I got inside I messaged Danielle. I was desperate to talk to someone. Perhaps if she replied than I would know that it wasn’t all a dream.

  Danielle! Help! I woke up in Sebastian’s room!

  Instant reply.

  Yeehah! That’s my girl. I was wondering why you didn’t come home last night. Saying thank you to him for the car, were you?

  I pulled a face.

  No! I actually came over to complain about it all. But one thing led to another and now here I am. OMG. What must I do?

  Okay, calm down. Where are you?

  In his bathroom.

  Right, take a shower, take a few deep breaths and then go right out and plonk a kiss on his mouth. Don’t freak out. Just act normal. You and I can drink copious amounts of wine later and you can tell me all about it. But quickly… before you go… how was it?

  I grinned. AMAZING!

  “Jane, all okay?” I realized I hadn’t even started the shower water. He must be wondering what the hell I was doing in his bathroom all that time.

  “Yeah, all fine. Won’t be long.” I called out. I quickly put on the water and hopped into the shower. As I started showering I started thinking about all the places that he had touched me the night before. The way he had paid attention to every part of my body. The way I had felt when he was inside of me. I wanted to stop thinking about it, but I couldn’t. My body literally ached for him. Had I felt this way with Justin? I couldn’t remember. I had my eyes closed and I was rubbing soap all over my body, rubbing circles on my breasts when I heard his voice.

  “Can I help?”

  I jumped up in fright and the soap went flying down. “Sebastian. What are you doing?” I tried to cover myself up but I didn’t seem to have enough hands.

  “Well, you were taking so long I wanted to see if everything was okay.”

  “Everything is fine. I was just texting Danielle. To let her know why I didn’t come home.” My voice was slightly high pitched and I told myself to calm down.

  He grinned at that. “Ah, the famous Danielle. And… did she ask how it went?”

  “She did.” I felt so embarrassed. He was fully clothed and I was standing naked in his shower with soap all over me. I kept trying to cover myself but I knew that I was failing miserably.

  “And what did you say?” He was still grinning. Man, he was cocky.

  I closed my eyes, “I told her that it
was amazing.”

  “Oh really now?” He started taking off his clothes.

  “Sebastian! What are you doing?”

  “More research.”

  That made me chuckle. I noticed that he was already fully erect. The sight made me happy. I liked that he wanted me again in the reality of the morning light. He stepped inside the shower with me and reached down for the soap. Then he started rubbing the soap all over my body, over my breasts, in between my legs. He turned me around so that I was flat against the wall and he washed my back, my buttocks, down my legs. He came forward and started kissing my neck, his fingers reaching inside me. The water was crashing down on us and yet we remained wet in other ways.

  I kissed him on the mouth slowly. I pulled back a little. His lips met mine again, slowing even more. I leaned against him as he slid down to his knees, my hands behind his head, twisting in his hair. I gasped. He loved it, kissing hard, trailing back up to my shoulder, my neck, my mouth. His hands curled around my thighs, then trailed up my back just as slowly as the kisses had trailed to my mouth. I could feel goose bumps raise up on my arms despite the warm water. A chill was sent through my back. He smiled under my kiss and traced his fingers to my breasts, gently grabbing them.

  * * *

  Everything felt so sensitive. My heart was beating out of my chest. I wondered if he could feel it beneath his hand, tapping out a message in Morse code. He was still smiling. His fingers squeezed gently, making me make more noise.

  * * *

  He bit my lip gently. His tongue dipped into my mouth then out, licked my lips. He kissed my neck. He kissed my shoulder. Then moved his mouth down, making a trail of kissing to my chest, sending a jolt to my head each kiss he gave. My hips twisted. He let out a small breath. He was hot too. I pulled back, kissing him on the mouth.

  * * *

  Then he turned me around and pinned me against the wall. I reached over for his penis and gently guided it inside of me. He thrust himself against me over and over again while I held onto him for support.

  He squeezed my breasts Then he reached for the soap again, which had fallen once more to the ground and we washed each other clean, stopping every now and again to kiss each other. It was both incredibly erotic and incredibly sweet.

  “Now,” he said, getting up out of the bed, “I’ll go get changed. Come join me in the kitchen when you’re all done. I don’t know about you but I’m starving.”

  I got changed back into my same clothes from the day before and suddenly noticed the big clock on the wall. It was as if I had been living in a dream all along and the facts of where I was and when it was suddenly came hurling down on me at once. I gasped.

  “Oh no! I totally forgot. It’s Monday. And I’m already going to be late for work. I still need to go home and change. Although judging by the time I might have to go down in this. I don’t think I have enough time to get home and back. Crap! Maybe Danielle can bring me some new clothes later. Oh but how will I explain that to everyone? One minute I’m wearing this and the next minute I’ve changed. They’ll think I’ve lost my mind. I better go.”

  Sebastian was just standing and grinning at me. “Why are you looking at me like that? Didn’t you hear me? It’s Monday! I have to go.”

  “Yeah. So? Have you forgotten that I’m your boss? And I’m telling you – the boss will not be happy if you leave so early.”

  “But Sebastian, I really do have to go to work. I’m still quite new there. I can’t just pitch up late. I’m not going to win any popularity contests by doing this.”

  “Don’t worry, I have it all under control. I’ll tell them that you had a meeting with me this morning. They don’t need to know that the meeting was in my apartment. We actually did some very heavy research so it’s not like you’ll be lying. And really Jane, now that I’ve seen you in action, I must say… I think the company is in very good hands with you around. Now, you sit down. I know you get grumpy if you don’t get a decent cup of coffee and something to eat in the morning.”

  I frowned at him. “Really? I’ll have you know I can go without food and coffee the whole day and still be an absolute pleasure to be around.”

  “Really?” He arched his eyebrows.

  “No. Not really.”

  He laughed. “Well come on then, join me. Anyway, I already messaged Alison to let her know that we were in a meeting and that you’d be in a bit later today. I told her to let the team know. I made it sound as if I made you do it so that they would feel sorry for you. I also took the liberty of sending Abbie a message from your phone to say that you were going to be late and how annoyed you were at me for making you go to a meeting so early.”

  I simply stared at him. “You did what?” I checked my phone. There was already a reply from Abbie.

  You poor thing. I hope it’s quick. He does things like that sometimes. Likes to show his authority. But don’t worry. It’s only because you’re new. See you a bit later.

  “Now, you can just relax and enjoy some breakfast with me.”

  “You know, I’d like to be angry at that but I’m truly too hungry to think of anything other than food.”

  I sat down and watched in amazement as Sebastian fried bacon, eggs and sausages. “I honestly didn’t peg you for the cooking type.” I admitted to him and smiled with pleasure as the smell of bacon drifted into the air.

  “Ah yes, but there’s a lot you don’t know about me Miss Greiner.”

  “So it seems. You know what?” I put my hands in the air as a gesture of confusion, “you confuse the hell out of me. I actually don’t think I know who you are. One minute I think I’ve got it and the next I don’t.”

  He turned around and looked at me, a strange smile playing on his face. “It’s funny you say that – because that is exactly what I think about you.”

  I still didn’t really know what he thought about me but I didn’t want to ask him again. “That smells so good Sebastian. And thanks for the coffee – it’s incredible.”

  “It’s the same machine that we have in the bar. Just one button and you get a perfect cup.”

  “Ah… the same machine that gave me the coffee that I spilled all over you. That seems like a lifetime ago.” I would never in a million years have thought that only a little while later I would be having breakfast with that very same man.

  “You were so cute then. All embarrassed.”

  “I was embarrassed. That was seriously one of the worst moments of my life.” I admitted.

  “Ah, come on, it wasn’t that bad,” he said.

  “Trust me. It was.”

  “Well, it’s all forgotten now. And here we are milady, here is your breakfast. Please enjoy it.” He presented it to me with a flourish and placed it in front of me. I took a bite and grinned back at him.

  “Man, this is good.”

  “Unfortunately Miss Greiner, I have to inform you that this breakfast does come with a price.”

  I looked up at him. “A price?”

  “Yes, you see, these things do not come free. Unfortunately, I will need a little something from you once you are done. A tip, if you will.”

  “A tip? And what exactly do you mean by that?” Oh how easy it was to flirt with him.

  “Oh, you can decide on the specifics. The location is my bed. That is non-disputable.”

  “Sebastian! I can’t! What about work?”

  “Nonsense Miss Greiner. Research, remember. Research!”

  I grinned. I knew that there was no way I could refuse him.

  What had I gotten myself into?

  Out of Bounds (Second Chance Book 1)

  5th Grade: Friends

  7th Grade: Best Friends

  11th Grade: Lovers

  12th Grade: Long distance lovers

  First Semester of College: Complicated

  Two weeks before we were going to start Columbia University together, Tristan dumped me and broke my heart. But I wasn’t going to let that stop me from attending my dream school. There’r
e more than 30,000 students on campus. What were the chances that I’d see him again?

  Or so I’d thought. And then I discovered that Tristan was going to be my roommate!

  It’s as if the whole universe conspired for us to fall in love again.

  **WARNING: Steamy scenes and mature situations

  1

  I walk into my dorm room for the first time and take a deep breath. This is the beginning of something new. Something special. All through high school, I felt like college was going to be some sort of epilogue in the chapters of my life. It was everything I worked for, everything I tried so hard to achieve. While everyone else was hanging out and drinking and going to parties, I kept my nose in my books. But when this day finally arrived, it no longer felt like an epilogue. No, this is a prologue. The beginning of something special.

  “What a large room!” my mom exclaims, looking around my new home. The room is quite spacious. However, it’s not quite like the walls college students have on television and in movies. The ceiling is pretty high, but the walls are made of painted cinderblocks. White. Barren. So unlike the cozy, light pink room that I have back home.

  I walk over to the window. It’s a beautiful late August day. I’m on the 16th floor, and from here I can see into other people’s apartments across the street.

  “I just can’t believe that I’m here.” I turn around with a puddle of tears stacking up on the bottom of my eyelids. “In New York.”

  “Oh, sweetie.” My mom puts her arms around me. She knows this has been my dream since I was in middle school. Mom gives me a quick hug and looks out of the window with me.