Penny: The Ties That Bind (Auction Night Book 2)
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Penny
The Ties that Bind: Auction Night
Ellie Masters
JEM Publishing
Penny
The Ties that Bind: Auction Night
Ellie Masters
JEM Publishing
Copyright © 2020 Ellie Masters
PENNY
THE TIES THAT BIND: AUCTION NIGHT
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Editor: Erin Toland
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Dedication
This book is dedicated to my one and only—my amazing and wonderful husband.
Without your care and support, my writing would not have made it this far. You make me whole every day. I love you “that much.” For the rest of you, that means from the beginning to the end and every point in between. Thank you, my dearest love, my heart and soul, for putting up with me, for believing in me, and for loving me.
My husband deserves a special gold star for listening to me obsess over this book and for never once complaining while I brought these characters from my mind to the page.
You pushed me when I needed to be pushed. You supported me when I felt discouraged. You believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself. If it weren’t for you, this book never would have come to life.
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Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
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Chapter 1
Nerves riot in my belly the moment the overhead bell gives a little jingle. I'm not expecting any clients, but I am expecting him. Thomas has been gone for nearly two weeks and I'm ravenous to see him again.
There's a presence about him which makes me giddy. The butterflies in my belly take flight and dance with excitement. I'm floaty and trembling with excitement. Just being in the same room with him is enough to make me forget my worries.
With the kind of face which stops you in your tracks, I don't know how he goes through life dealing with the sudden pauses in people's expressions when he enters a room, or the nonchalant gazes which follow when they pretend they aren't affected by his looks.
He's a stunner and a country music legend. He's also mine.
Dirty blond, his shoulder length hair is pulled back today. The sweep of his pale blue eyes takes me in immediately and I can't help the way my heart speeds up, or the catch of my breath.
It doesn't help that he's modest about it. I think it makes women fall for him even more. As for the men? I think it makes Thomas more approachable. He's well-liked. I guess that's a good thing considering his face is his brand; that along with his amazing voice, and the music which pours through him.
He's been a lady-killer since he was three and slaying hearts from the moment he grew into a man.
All the st
ress of my day evaporates when he's around.
"Hey there, gorgeous." His low scratchy voice, with its deep undertones, is such a contrast to the liquid gold pouring out of him when he sings.
My insides clench because I can't help but want to wrap myself around this man.
"Hi, Thomas." I duck my head, but I can't help but peek up at him through my lashes.
He glances at the poodle on my table. Jax is my last grooming job of the day and I'm nearly finished.
"That poor dog." Thomas gives a slow shake of his head.
"He's cute." I look at Jax with his classic poodle trim. I'm pretty proud of how his grooming came out.
"He looks like an effeminate fufu dog."
"Fufu?"
"Yeah, like I said, poor dog. The bitches will be laughing when he comes around."
I give a little giggle and unclip Jax's lead. "Come on Jax, don't listen to Mr. Thomas. He's in a bitchy mood. You look amazing and your owners are going to be so happy." I glance at Thomas. "You know he's a show dog, right?"
"Couldn't tell."
While I take Jax to his kennel, Thomas turns the lock on the front door. I squeeze my legs together because Thomas is supposed to be taking me out to lunch. If he turned the lock…
Jax is barely inside his kennel before Thomas is on me.
He grabs my nape and yanks me to my feet. He gives one low, rumbly growl before reaching between my legs and shoving a finger between my folds.
I gasp.
It's always like this with Thomas. He's feral and wild when he fucks. There's nothing soft and sweet. He takes what he wants, when he wants it, and I'm usually hanging on for the ride.
And what a ride it is.
Despite his aggression, Thomas is a generous lover.
I ride his fingers while he tears at my top.
"That's it, luv. Fuck my fingers, you greedy girl."
My top flutters to the floor while the waves of my first orgasm roll through me. Toes curling, body shaking, I barely register it when he lifts me up and slams me against the wall.
I'm not in control of my body. He's got a hand wrapped around my waist. The fingers of his other hand play my clit with the skill of a master, and my legs wrap around his waist as he tears at my bra.
My legs still tremble from the suddenness of that orgasm. I need very little prep work with Thomas. I could come from one of his smoky looks alone.
My bra follows my shirt to the ground. Then he's on me, licking and biting and sucking. My skin is a patchwork of hickeys laid down by him and he's adding more to the mix.
Marking me.
He and Eric love their little love bites.
Yes, I fuck two men, and they're okay with it.
"God you taste like sin." He's licking my collarbone as he slams me against the wall with a thrust of his hips. He's swollen and hard. The long ridge of his erection forms an impressive bulge beneath the zipper of his jeans.
I shamelessly ride his hand, grinding on it as I find my way to a second orgasm. My breaths surge in and out of my lungs. His mouth travels down to my breast where he finds my nipple and the emerald Eric placed there.
"When's the last time he fucked you?"
I wrap my arms around Thomas' neck and arch my back. "This morning."
"Did he make you come?"
"Yes."
Three times.
I can barely think considering the way Thomas flicks Eric's emerald. He moves over to the sapphire stud in my other breast and pulls it into his mouth. The wickedness of his tongue laving my nipple and flicking the stud make my eyes practically roll back into my head.
My breasts never used to be sensitive like this. But these studs? They're fucking magic bullets.
"Good." He switches back to my other breast and tugs on the emerald with his teeth. "You need to be well fucked."
That's all it takes for a second orgasm to crash into me.
I fuck two men. Two glorious men who not only know about each other, but have become the best of friends.
But they won't have sex with me together.
It's my wildest fantasy; getting fucked by two men.
I don't talk about it. I'm lucky enough they're okay with our arrangement, but it's not my fault I fell in love with two men.
"You're fucking beautiful when you come." He slows the movement of his fingers, bringing me down from the heights of my pleasure.
"Thomas?"
"Yes, luv?"
"I need you to fuck me."
"That's the plan." He reaches between us and flicks open the button of his jeans. There's a low rasp as he lowers the zipper. "Are you ready for me, or do you need to burn?"
My legs clamp around his hips and I dig my face into the crook of his neck. I feel the moment when he draws out his cock, but he doesn't shove it inside of me. He waits for my answer.
With one word, I can change everything. Thomas is an uncompromising sadist who is introducing me to the intense pleasure to be found in pain.
I don't understand it. It shouldn't be something I enjoy.
But I do.
The sting of his hands makes me burn and sends me to a different realm. We become something incredible together and I love when we fly.
He'll take me where I need to go, delaying his need to satisfy mine. The hard length of him presses against my thigh and the tip is wet.
He needs to be inside of me now. I feel it in the bruising aggression of his kisses and the way he flicks at the studs in my tits.
"I need to burn…Sir."
The muscles of his body bunch. In the blink of an eye, he puts me down and spins me around until I'm plastered face first against the wall.
He pulls his belt out of his pants and I squeeze my eyes shut. Grabbing the waistband of my skirt, he yanks it to the floor and waits while I step out of it.
I'm asking for this, but I'm scared shitless.
I think he's going to use the belt, but he wraps it around my wrists instead. He draws my hands high up on my back and holds them captive there. Then he swats my ass with his free hand.
It's heavy enough to rock me forward, against the wall. It stings, but isn’t really painful; more of an attention getter. My eyes close and my body relaxes.
Thomas is a master at impact play and he knows I need a slow warmup if I'm really going to fly. He does that now, light taps which grab my attention and focus my mind on the sensations he pulls from my body.
The light taps to my ass increase in tempo until my eyes pinch with pain. I sink into the feeling as the taps turn to stings.
His breaths turn focused. If I could look into his face, I would see a mask of intense concentration.
My ass heats up and a steady pulse of pleasure builds between my legs. He's already given me two amazing orgasms and I'm quickly moving toward a third.
"You're fucking amazing." He stops spanking me and leans the hard length of his body against mine.
He still has a grip on my hands, but he's reaching between us. The flare of his cock drags against my ass. For a moment, I think he's going to take me there but he tilts his pelvis lining his cock up with my sex.
I'm achingly aware of him. From the strength of his hand clasped around mine at the small of my back, to the solid bulk of male prowess built into his towering frame, I belong heart and soul to this man.
He lines up his cock and I can't help but gasp when he plants himself deep inside of me. My hands are released, but still bound by his belt. He grips my hips and it's all I can do to hang on while he fucks me into oblivion.
I come fast. It's effortless with Thomas, mostly because he doesn't give me a choice. He claims my orgasms as his own and I can't help but offer myself to him…however he wants me.
His hips piston forward and back, driven by only one need. It doesn't take long before he joins me and flies over the edge. I'm panting, gasping really, as he comes unglued.
He's at his sexiest when he fucks.
Caging me in, his cock stays buried as we catch our bre
aths.
"I love having lunch with you." The low sexy drawl sends shivers down my spine. I could spend all day getting fucked by this man. "I've missed our lunch dates."
My body…his to use.
I love existing in this space.
It's a state of bliss I can't describe and I can't help but laugh.
Lunch? Yeah, nooners are kind of our thing.
Eric gets me in the morning. Thomas takes me during the day.
And our nights?
Those are complicated.
The two men share an easygoing friendship, complicated only by their obsession over me. Easy going becomes tightly wound as they prowl around each other and their need to claim me.
But I sense a thawing from the hard 'No' they've given me in the past.
They won't fuck me together, but they will take turns. One watches while the other assumes control. I bow to both men, fully committed in my submission to each of them.
Thomas is my darling sadist while Eric is my uncompromising Master.
One is my Sir, the other my Master.
Tonight, I want that to change. I want them to take me as one.