Owned: Highest Bidder

by Willow Winters

  The sensation quickly morphs into something else. My body relaxes slowly and then tightens as my pussy heats, and tingling stirs in the pit of my stomach. I finally swallow, feeling my muscles ease and the pleasure increasing as the pressure builds.

  “Does that feel good, my flower?” Joseph asks me in a low voice. I can only moan an answer at first. His hand moves from my clit as he pulls out of me slightly before pushing all the way back in. Fuck! My legs wrap around his waist, ankles crossing and digging into his ass. When he moves, oh God, when he moves, my sensitive nipples rub against his chest. I need more.

  “Yes,” I answer in a mere whisper as he pumps his hips again. And then again. Each time he brushes against my clit. The sensation becomes nearly overwhelming. Oh fuck yes. This is what I thought it’d be like. My body heats with a cold sweat breaking out along my skin. It’s too much. I can’t… I can’t.

  His fingers wrap around my hip, holding me down as his pace quickens. My nipples harden as goosebumps form over my entire body as a cold sweat breaks out, traveling along every inch of my skin. My nerve endings are on high alert. My forehead pinches as I realize I’m about to cum. My body slams into the bed, Joseph’s hard thrusts pushing me higher and higher. I’m so close. I force the words from my lips, “May I-” He cuts me off before I’m able to finish. “Cum freely,” Sir says in a voice I’ve never heard, one laced with desperation, his speed increasing as he races for his own release.

  The realization of what I do to him is my undoing. I make him lose control. I throw my head back, the intense sensation running through my body in waves. The first is slow, starting from my stomach and working its way out to each of my limbs, tingling the tips of my fingers.

  Before the first is even finished, the next comes crashing through my body and as I feel him cum deep inside of me, the final wave forces me to call out his name, “Joseph!”

  My body shakes and trembles. My heart is pounding so loudly I swear he can hear it.

  As I try to catch my breath, Joseph slips out of me slowly, hushing me when I wince. I open my eyes to see his shining back at me.

  He knew. My breathing comes in slower as he plants a kiss on my lips. I can’t close my eyes though.

  He knew.

  Chapter 16

  Joseph

  It’s been a long time since I felt the warmth of a woman in my bed. It’s been years. A soft sigh gently spills from Lilly’s lips as she nestles into my arm. Her left leg is propped up on top of mine, and every little movement is making my dick even harder.

  I own her. I could take her again right now if I wanted. But the sight of her sleeping so soundly is something I never thought I’d want to see as much as I do.

  Her hair is a tangled, messy halo of golden locks. Her face is partially buried in the comforter that she has up around her neck. The warmth gives her skin a slight blush. I’ve seen her naked so many times. Last night I felt her raw, not only in the way I took her, but also in her emotions when she gave me something she can never have back. After I cleaned us up, I held her as a lover should, and I was happy to give her that. She fell asleep in my arms, and that’s where she’s stayed.

  She’s at peace and relaxed. It's an odd thing to me, the feelings washing over me as I look at her, something I didn’t expect.

  “Lilly,” I say her name in an even cadence, and her breathing comes to a halt as she readjusts in her sleep, still not waking. I move my arm out from under her, the air feeling cool without her warmth.

  Her head falls to the mattress without my support. She gasps, opening her sleepy eyes and bracing herself with both hands on the mattress. I give her a minute to wake and to recognize where she is. The moment she sees me, her pupils dilate with both recognition and desire.

  I sit up on my knees, shoving my silk pajama pants down along with my boxers so my cock springs free. My little flower is such a naughty girl. She licks her lips staring at my cock, but she’s as still as can be on the mattress as she waits obediently for my command. Such a good girl.

  “What are you?” I ask her as I stroke myself from end to end, spreading the moisture over the head of my dick.

  She breathes her answer, “Yours.” Fuck, hearing her lust-filled voice admitting my claim to her with such pride makes me want her that much more. I reach down, grabbing her by the hair at her nape, fisting it and bringing her lips to my dick.

  “Damn right you are,” I tell her as her lips slide down my cock and my head brushes against the back of her throat. Fuck! She feels too good. It takes everything in me not to groan out loud and shove deeper down her throat. Although I have a firm grip on her, controlling her if I need to, I let her move at her own pace. She nearly gags on my cock, her wide eyes looking apologetic. I don’t give a fuck. Her mouth feels like fucking heaven.

  I buck my hips once, feeling her throat stretch around my cock. She takes it, her hands almost reaching up to grip me, but she quickly puts them back down, gripping her thighs. Her eyes water as I pump my hips, forcing her to take more, and holding myself at the back of her throat. Only for a moment, right before pulling out and giving her a moment to catch her breath.

  She breathes in deep, keeping her mouth open and ready for more. Fuck, she’s too good to be true.

  She moans around my dick, loving how I’m using her. She gets on all fours, hollowing her cheeks as she sucks my length, eager to take more. Her tongue massages the underside of my dick and her throat closes around my head as she goes as far as she can, her nose almost reaching the coarse pubic hair. Again she moans and her lips push down, stroking my length as she blows me. She moves her lips all the way to the ridge of the head of my cock. It sends tingles down my spine, my toes curl and I nearly cum just from that sensation.

  The tip of her tongue dips into the slit, licking up the small bit of precum that leaked out. She moves her hand up to stroke my dick, and that’s what I’ve been waiting for.

  Thank fuck she did it before I came. I’m quick to grab her wrists before she can touch me. I pull out of her mouth, pushing her backward and pinning her down on the mattress. Her eyes flash with fear as I hold her down, staring at her with narrowed eyes.

  “Did I tell you that you could touch me?” I ask her, my head tilted. A spark of knowing darts across her blue eyes as she realizes what she’s done.

  “I’m sorry, Sir,” she says as her hips tilt and her upper thighs clench. “I had no right.” She gives in so easily, accepting what she’s done. My fingers dig into her hip before loosening my hold on her and letting go of her wrist.

  “Mistakes will be made,” I tell her. “I’ll allow you one warning for now.” She stares at me, her breath barely coming in as she waits for her punishment.

  I back away from her and her lips part to protest me leaving her, her eyes flashing with worry.

  I’ve kept myself from her for so long, refusing to let her please me. And although it wasn’t a punishment then, I’m sure she saw it as just that. But I have no intention of not taking from her every fucking day that she’s here. She’ll learn that soon enough.

  “Get on your hands and knees,” I tell her as I sit on my knees, ready to feel her tight cunt wrapped around me again.

  She’s quick to get into position, turning her body so her ass is the closest thing to me. I grip her hips nearly violently in a bruising hold and pull her quickly toward me, reveling in the sweet gasp that comes from her lips. She curves her back like a good girl. She’s trying, I know she is. She’s desperate to please me. I take her hair in both of my hands before wrapping it around my wrist, gripping and pulling her hair back slightly.

  My fingers play at her wet pussy lips as I look over her body in complete submission to me. “You fucking love this, don’t you?”

  With her neck arched, her voice comes out in a higher pitch, “Yes, Sir.” I nearly slammed myself into her tight cunt to the hilt without waiting for her response, but I stop before doing so after hearing those sweet words. But I already know that I can’t.