Sold to the Sultan (the Breslyn Auction Club Book 2)

by Penny Winestone

  He shimmied the dress over my hips, letting it fall to the ground, leaving me in nothing more than a pair of panties. The breeze from the open windows found my nipples, making them hard. I blushed like crazy, realizing exactly where this was going. “You’re so lovely…” He murmured, finally breaking away from the kiss. His green eyes were glazed over with desire and I could feel my blood pumping through my veins. I had no doubt that between my legs, a river was forming.

  Gently, he started to kiss my neck, letting his lips graze my skin as he took his time, his hands moving up and down my hips. The sexual tension was slowly building up between us. I wanted him to hurry up. I wanted to push him against the wall and have my way with him, but his touch was electrifying, keeping me tethered in place. I wanted to know what he was going to do and how he was going to do it. A million different scenarios flashed through my mind… against the wall… in the bed, my hands pinned over my head… my legs wrapped around his waist… on his knees, his tongue lapping at my juices. The possibilities were endless.

  His lips ventured further down my body until he reached my breasts. My nipples were already rock hard as he took my left tit in his hand, slowly kneading it between his fingers. I moaned, my head tilting back. With my neck exposed, he started to suck and tease my flesh. “Lucky… please… I need you…” I begged him, wishing he would take one of my nipples into his mouth. He just grinned, biting down on my neck. Suddenly, he took one of my nipples between his fingers and twisted it, making me moan out loudly. I didn’t even have a moment to catch my breath as his lips jumped to my nipple, sucking on it hard. I felt like I was being overloaded with pleasure – I couldn’t believe one man could make me feel so good.

  Lucky, however, didn’t stop there. With his free hand, he snuck his fingers under the waistband of my panties, pulling them upward until the lace material dug into my eager pussy. I bit my lip, as the sensation was like nothing I had ever felt before. My hips bucked into the air, silently begging for more. My drunken state was making me hornier than usual. “Please… Lucky…” My voice was slurred, but he just looked up at me like he knew exactly what I wanted.

  He ripped off my panties with a flick of his wrist. I yelped, jumping slightly. His hands moved to my ass, giving it a firm squeeze as he kneeled and buried his face between my wet folds. I nearly lost it as I felt the grainy surface of his tongue graze against my pussy. “Ah! Fuck! Lucky…” I found his curly hair and pulled at it, pulling him closer until his nose pressed against my mound.

  His tongue slithered inside of me. I screamed his name, gyrating my hips in pleasure. I could feel my pussy dripping around his tongue even as he desperately lapped my juices, tasting me straight from the source. His fingers tightened around my ass, pulling me even closer.

  My knees felt like they were going to give in at any second. I was close – tottering on the edge. Lucky’s tongue didn’t stop. He pushed it in, deeper and deeper, twisting it this way and that until I thought I would lose my mind.

  I pulled at his hair a little harder. My vision started to blur just as his thumb flicked across my clit. It was too much for me to handle. I screamed out, nearly collapsing. He caught me, taking me into his arms as if I was his bride. He threw me on the bed and pinned me down, his eyes burning with lust and desire. “You’re mine.” He growled, unzipping his pants. His rock-hard cock sprung to action between his legs. My eyes widened as I saw how big he really was. My mind failed to grasp how that huge thing could fit inside my tight pussy. “All mine…”

  CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

  He pressed his cock against my entrance. I bit my lip, feeling how wet I really was. I couldn’t believe how much he was turning me on. It was like every fiber of my being wanted this man – needed this man.

  I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into another drunken kiss. I couldn’t think straight anymore. I was working solely on instinct and lust. I pushed my hips into the air, trying to force him inside of me, but he just smirked.

  He ran his tip against my lips. “How much do you want it…?” He asked, whispering in my ear. Even his hot breath was enough to drive me wild. It was like he had wound me up and now, I was at the point of no return. I tugged at his hair, my pussy quivering, wanting to feel his shaft press against my insides. I wanted to feel him stretching me out.

  “Bad…” I breathed, unable to say anything else.

  His fingers found my pussy, pushing one inside. I jumped, causing his finger to slip in knuckle-deep. He hooked it around before he started to finger-fuck me, picking up speed. Suddenly, he added a second one, stretching me out. If it was a tight fit now… I could only imagine how his cock would feel.

  He pinched my nipple with his free hand. They were so hard, they were starting to hurt. “Please…” I begged him. I couldn’t take this sexual torment much longer. “I… need you…” I gasped as he pushed in yet another finger, pumping all three of them in and out of me. My juices sloshed around, forming a puddle on the bed, but he didn’t seem to mind.

  Abruptly, he stopped, taking his hand away and I immediately felt empty inside. I whimpered, opening my eyes. He was staring at my face, his lips curling in pleasure before he thrust inside of me.

  I screamed, the feeling of his thick cock indescribable. I had never felt this full before. The pressure was almost uncomfortable, but completely mind-blowing at the same time. He forced in every single inch until his balls cradled against me. He gave my tit a gentle slap before he leaned forward, kissing my neck. “Are you ready for it?” He asked.

  I didn’t even have time to answer before he started to fuck me hard. The whole bed shook as he pounded into me every single time. It was like he had lost all self-control and was working on primal instinct alone. I moaned loudly, my back arching and my toes curling.

  The friction between us heightened. A fire burned in my belly and I knew I was already approaching my second orgasm. Lucky groaned in pleasure and it just turned me on even more. “Fuck…” My eyes rolled into the back of my head.

  “Cum for me…” He whispered, his breathing ragged as he continued his unceasing assault on my pussy. “You feel so good…”

  His balls were slapping into me with every thrust. My tits were bouncing. I just couldn’t hold back anymore. My world exploded with white-hot pleasure as I screamed out.

  Seconds later, he pulled out, rubbing his huge cock. I watched him, mesmerized in my ecstasy-filled daze. Soon, strings of warm cum coated my body, marking me as his.

  ***

  Our night, however, didn’t end there. I couldn’t even keep track of how many times Lucky made me cum. It was crazy. I could barely keep up.

  But eventually, we were both exhausted, collapsing into the mattress. I fell asleep almost immediately, my whole body sore and tingling. It had been one hell of a night.

  When I woke up, the sunlight was shining brightly through the still open window. The satin sheets teased my naked body and I moaned, my skin sensitive from my time with Lucky.

  I rolled over, expecting to find him on the other side of the bed, but as I did, the whole world started to spin. My head felt like there was cannonball rolling inside of it, making me groan in pain. I closed my eyes tight, trying to hold back the urge to vomit. Why had I drunk so much last night? I hadn’t had a hangover this bad since freshman year of undergraduate…

  Eventually, I slowly opened my eyes, trying to shield them from the bright light. To my surprise, Lucky wasn’t there. I reached forward, but the other half of the bed was cold. I sat up and looked around, but he wasn’t in the room. “Hello?” I called out, my voice hoarse from all the moaning.

  All I got in response was the chirping of the birds outside. I held the sheets against my bare chest, getting the overwhelming feeling that Lucky had only wanted me for sex. I shook my head. No. That couldn’t be. There had to be something more. I could feel it… deep inside my bones.

  My heart tightened in response and I was surprised by how strong my feelings were for a guy I had only
just met. But how was I supposed to resist him? He had come into my world by storm… making me feel beautiful and perfect. There was something there, I was sure of it. The butterflies in my stomach had to mean something.

  To my relief, the door opened and Lucky returned. I smiled like an idiot, seeing him standing there in some designer jeans, a dark V-neck shirt, and a leather jacket. I blinked at him, making sure he wasn’t just a figment of my imagination. Somehow, he had managed to make himself look even more attractive. I bit my lip, my pussy already surging with energy. I could almost picture us going at it again…

  “Good morning.” He smiled, walking over to the bed. He sat down on the edge of the mattress, kissing my cheek. “How are you feeling?”

  “A little sore…” I answered honestly.

  “Well, we did have one hell of a night.” He chuckled.

  “Mmm, yes we did.” I felt like I was weightless now that he was beside me. I leaned forward, kissing his lips, getting drunk off his sweet taste.

  He kissed back, making my head spin again, only this time, I was enjoying it. It felt like no matter how much I got of him – I still wanted more.

  Finally, he pulled away and held out a bag. “Get dressed. I have a surprise for you.”

  CHAPTER NINETEEN

  “What’s this?” I asked, grabbing the bag.

  “Victoria told me they should be in your size.” He explained, prompting me to open it. Carefully, I reached inside, pulling out a designer blouse and some matching pants made from genuine leather. I ran my fingertips along the material, enjoying the luxury. It wasn’t every day that I got to wear clothes like these. A jacket that matched Lucky’s was also in there, as well as a matching bra and pantie set.

  “Wow… these are amazing.”

  “You haven’t seen anything yet.” He kissed the top of my head. “But go on, I want to give you enough time to enjoy yourself today.”

  “Why, where are we doing?”

  “Get dressed and you’ll find out.”

  I nodded, finally rolling out of bed. I slipped on the black lace panties. They were in a booty short style, cupping my cheeks and making them look round and perfect. Lucky smirked, admiring the little bow and corset style they had in the back. He slapped my ass and kissed my neck as I put on the matching bra, which had a bow right in the middle. He leaned down, kissing between my tits, teasing me. I held back a moan and grabbed the pants.

  They were a tight fit, but looked amazing, hugging my curves in all the right ways. The blouse settled nicely on my body before I shrugged the jacket on. “You look fantastic.” He grinned, handing me a pair of Gucci sneakers. I just stared at them, feeling like I shouldn’t be wearing them…

  “Are you sure you want me to wear these?” I asked hesitantly.

  “Of course, I want you to look your best.” He kissed my cheek, waiting for me to put them on. They were surprisingly comfortable and the chrome spikes sparkled brilliantly. Lucky smiled, pinning a strand of my hair behind my ear before he grabbed my hand. “Are you ready?”

  I nodded, wondering what his surprise could be.

  ***

  We arrived at a shopping plaza filled with designer stores. I had heard about it countless times before, but I had never dared to come here myself. I could never afford any of it, so what was the point? “What are we doing?” I asked, feeling a little awkward. We were still inside of his Audi, my fingers digging into the genuine leather seats in nervousness.

  “I thought you might enjoy a little shopping trip. My treat.” He said, a smirk on his face. “Anything you’d like, don’t worry about the price.”

  “What?” I spat. I couldn’t believe what he was saying. “But these stores are really expensive.”

  “For someone like you, it’s worth it.” He leaned over, taking my face in his hands and kissing me ever so gently. “Now, c’mon.” He got out of the car before rushing over and opening the door for me. He held out his hand, waiting for me to take it. When I placed my hand in his, I felt a surge of energy run up my spine. This whole thing felt like a dream. I had always wanted to go on a shopping spree… but I never had the money to do so.

  “Where should we start?” I asked, feeling like I was out of my element.

  “Wherever you’d like.”

  Hesitantly, I led us toward the Prada store. I squeezed Lucky’s hand, only to make sure that I wasn’t dreaming. A friendly-looking sales clerk greeted us inside the store. “Hello!” She smiled brightly, walking right up to us. “Is there anything I can help you with?”

  “We wanted to buy some clothes for Stella here,” Lucky answered for us, squeezing my shoulders.

  “Of course, right this way.” We were led to the back of the store where there was a rather spacious fitting room. It was even decorated with vintage-style furniture. “I’m just going to take your measurements so we know exactly what size you are.” I nodded, letting the woman buzz around me with her tape measure. She scribbled down the numbers and left. She returned a little while later with a pile of clothes in her arms.

  “How about these? Anything, in particular, you would like to try on?” I looked through the clothes. None of them had price tags which made me kind of nervous. I picked out a flowing black shirt with a tapered style to it.

  “What about this one?” I asked, holding it out.

  The woman took it and nodded. “That’s a lovely piece. I think it would look good with one of our gold medallion necklaces, some knee-high boots, and one of our latest models of skinny jeans. She walked away before I could stop her and she came back with her arms full.

  I took all the items into the fitting room, closing the door behind me. Lucky followed, sneaking inside. He sat down on the Victorian-style chair, his eyes sparkling “What are you doing?” I asked.

  “I thought I’d enjoy the show.” He winked, watching me get dressed. I was surprised when I transformed in front of the mirror. All the clothes were expertly made, with high-quality materials. They just felt comfortable and nice. I turned around, enjoying the fit of the acid-washed jeans she had given me. “Wow… this is beautiful.”

  “Not as beautiful as you.” He came up behind me and kissed my neck, looking at me in the mirror, his hands resting on my stomach.

  “Are you sure you want to buy all this for me?”

  “Of course,” He nibbled on my earlobe and the butterflies returned. I couldn’t believe how much money he was willing to spend on me, let alone all the attention he kept lavishing on me. Did I really deserve all of this?

  CHAPTER TWENTY

  For the rest of the day, Lucky followed me around from store to store, letting me buy whatever I wanted. I ended up with a brand-new wardrobe, outfitted with dresses, shoes, purses, sunglasses, and jackets. He never batted an eye as he handed over his credit card, paying a small fortune for all the stuff we got.

  “I don’t know how to thank you for all this…” I said once we got back into the car. The back-seat was filled with the day’s plunder.

  “Don’t thank me.” He reached over and squeezed my thigh as he started to pull onto the highway, his car purring like a kitten as he changed gears. I found myself spreading my legs ever so slightly as his fingers moved further up my thigh, getting closer and closer to my pussy. I became very conscious of the skimpy panties I had on. They would do nothing to protect me if he managed to get me wet again… and it was already starting.

  He turned on the radio, leaving the volume low. “Tomorrow, we’re leaving for Saudi Arabia.”

  I nodded. I knew this was coming. When Karim said that I would be part of his harem, I had the hunch that I would be going back to his country. Still, the idea made me nervous. I would need to call the university and tell them I would be taking a leave of absence. I would have to call the nursing home and forward payment. I ran through the list of things I needed to do before I left… But it was worth it. With my cut of the auction money… I’d be able to take care of my mom and cover my entire student debt. A little time in Sa
udi Arabia would be well worth it in the end.

  Lucky took an exit, entering Beverly Hills. “Where are we going?”

  “I thought we could use some dinner. I know this amazing place.”

  First shopping… now dinner. Lucky really was trying to spoil me. I rested my hand over his, feeling like my life had finally clicked into place.

  The restaurant was extraordinary. It was decorated like a miniature palace. All the stonework looked like marble with its intricate detailing and gold trimming. The large windows showed a sneak peak of the dining room where beautiful, wealthy-looking individuals sat down at large, circular tables, eating like kings and queens.

  In a daze, I was led inside where my expectations were surpassed. The dining room was breathtaking. There were chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The crystal detailing shimmered, giving the whole room a deep glow. The wallpaper was a soft pearl color. The crown moldings were like the final touch, putting the whole place together.

  At our table, Lucky pulled out my chair before sitting across from me. A waiter came around, filling our cups with high-grade wine that smelled divine. I took a sip and my taste buds exploded. “Order anything you’d like.” He said, gazing at me as if I was the only girl in the world. My heart skipped a beat and my cheeks burned with blush. I quickly glanced at the menu. “I think the veal looks good…”

  He nodded calling over the waiter and placing our order. As we waited, he reached across the table and grabbed my hands, playing with my fingers in an adorable manner. I felt like I was going to swoon. How was it possible that this man was both sexy and cute?

  “Tell me about yourself.” He said suddenly, his sweet, honey-like voice making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on edge.