by Mary Nixon
"Six hundred thousand." A man announced.
"Seven hundred thousand!" Another one announced.
"Nine hundred!"
I had learned something from Jacob. To wait for people to fight it out before making a bid so significant no one would top it.
"Do I hear a million?" My father asked.
"One million." Rei announced earning a few gasps.
One million going once, twice-"
"Three million." I added.
That is when I realized the race had narrowed down to Rei and I.
"Four million." Rei announced.
My Father's silver eyes settled on me.
"Six million." I announced.
I saw the frustration in Rei's eyes.
He was about to say something when I stood up and decides to wrap up the bid so that I could take my prize home.
"Ten million." I spoke proudly as I stood up.
That silenced the room leaving Bianca dumb and her eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
"Ten million going once, twice..." My father hesitated. "Thrice. Sold to James Lyons, step forward and claim your prize."
I gave Rei a gleeful gaze before stepping forward and wrapping my hands around Bianca's waist.
I bent her slightly and kissed her lips with all the hunger I could unleash in front of our audience. She didn't squirm, she gave in allowing me to taste every inch of her sweet mouth.
Our first kiss...
After I had had my fill, I looked into her eyes and steadied her to her feet.
She was speechless, her face flashed.
I didn't wait a second longer.
I shoved her over my shoulder and carried her away earning some cheers along the way.
Once we were out of sight and earshot, she started squirming.
"Put me down James Lyons!" She demanded.
I spanked her with my free hand and she gasped.
"Silence or I will spank you harder."
She remained silent as I carried her towards the Rolce Royce pulled up at the front of the hotel.
I unceremoniously shoved her in the back as Simon watched with curiosity.
"You have no right to treat me like this!" She yelled.
"I have ten million bloody reasons to treat yah as I please lassie! Now settle down or I will put you over my knees and spank your bloody ass so hard yah don't sit for a bloody week!"
After that, I slammed the door shut without giving her a chance to speak. I was still upset about her kissing Rei to upset me.
"Congratulations on your win. Where to sir?" Simon asked me.
"To the bloody hanger. Is my plane ready?"
"Yes sir."
"And the villa at the island?" I asked.
"All done sir."
"Chop chop then, let's go."
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Chapter six: Popping the cherry
Bianca's POV
It was going to happen no doubt about it.
After being alone on the island with Tony for six days, it was finally going to happen.
How could it not? He was a red blooded male and I was a fairly attractive woman.
We had shared a few moments that could have led to me being beneath his sinfully gorgeous body but I had always bailed out on him.
He was not pleased about it but he never showed his frustration.
I had known all along that at some point I would have to surrender myself to him.
I was alone in an island with a playboy who was literally on heat constantly nursing a hard on in front of me.
I had felt him over occasionally and I had my doubts that I could accommodate him but then again I was curious.
We had kissed and he had done other things to me that at first left me appalled only for me to love every bit of it later. All the things he had promised to do to me he did except for the icing on the cake. That I had denied him with every fibre of my being.
On one occasion, he had come so close, an inch more and he would have gotten his way.
He was patient but it was running thin.
This morning, I woke up to the smell of bacon. He was shirtless
with an apron over his body. It was a sight to see. I saw it every morning, as he fixed me breakfast. He looked so good, felt so good and tasted just as good.
Among the other things, Tony had taught me how to please him. He had walked me through every step teaching me what felt great and what felt intense.
I must admit that I loved pleasuring him; watching him depending on me to get a release.
I loved it when he was breathless, falling apart and chanting my name.
The first time he had shown me how to give him head, he had been reluctant.
I had proven myself and he had loved it. Since then, whenever I denied him entrance, I just pleased him to compensate.
Tony knew how to please and I was learning from the master.
"Good morning love."
I smiled quietly at his greeting and made my way around the kitchen counter.
Wrapping my hand around his neck I tiptoed and kissed his lips slowly savouring the sweetness of the moment.
"Your apron reads 'kiss the chef'. I just did."
He smiled at me exposing his perfect set of teeth.
"I should get you one that says 'make love to the chef' and I will make love to you."
"Too bad for you. I lack culinary skills. So there is no need for an apron.".
"You can't cook?" He asked.
I didn't even know my way around a kitchen. I survived on restaurants and hotels.
"Who has made all our meals since we got here?" I asked him.
He laughed
lightly and kissed me before flipping the pancakes he was working on.
"Don't worry love, I have a chef. Well be alright. What matters is that you are skilled in something that makes the chef less edgy."
"Tony, stop it." I said with a laugh.
The sex talk was getting me wet.
"Stop what?" He asked as he dripped some apple sauce down my chest.
He leaked me clean pinching my nipples and getting me to back away.
"Tony!"
"Come here before I chase you down. If I catch you I'll have to punish you."
Punishing me, was something else Tony and I had agreed on. I didn't mind the spanking. It was erotic. Whether he had me over his knees or against the wall, I enjoyed it.
Taking him up on his challenge, I ran. I ran through the living room and towards the open glass doors.
Every time I turned, he was right behind me. He tackled me at the edge of the pool and we fell in.
After a moment we surfaced both of us laughing hard. With Tony I could be as childish as I pleased. He made me feel comfortable.
"I am starving. I would love to play with you but I need to eat. Coming?" He asked as he got out of the pool and pulled me out.
When we got inside, he helped me out of my wet clothes. He slipped off his own and sat down on the couch pulling me over his knee.
"Now love, you know why I'm doing this, right?"
"Yes daddy, I've been a bad girl." I teased.
I laughed silently but my laughter ceased when his firm hand met my ass.
I gasped at the impact. It was harder than usual.
"One." I counted as he would expect of me.
The second
one was just as startling but the third through to ten were quite erotic.
Once he was done, he pulled me up and gazed into my eyes.
"Why do you make me punish you?"
"Because I love it."
He raised a brow at me.
"Someday I'll punish you so hard, you'll never disobey me again." He was serious.
I nodded and he went off to serve us both breakfast.
I would get in trouble with him if I kept it up.
Later, we took a walk barefooted along the sandy beach. We had our fingers interlaced and I loved how comfortable it felt.
"You loo
k nothing like your father. Shouldn't sons look like their fathers." I teased him.
I earned a quick spank and giggled endlessly.
"I suppose I look like my mother."
"You suppose? Aren't you sure?"
"No. I've never met my mother."
I suddenly regretted prying into his personal life. We stopped and I saw the sadness in his eyes.
"I'm sorry Tony. I didn't know."
He cupped the side of my face.
"Promise me if you ever become a mother, you'll never abandon our children."
Our children...
Tony was thinking of our future.
Me, a mother? Children with Tony? No way. Not me. I didn't to ever want
to be one a mother.
"Tony, I'm not sure-"
"She abandoned me on my father's door step. I was less than a month old."
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've made you talk about it."
"It's okay love. What about you?"
I didn't want to talk about me. I stared at him and faced the blue ocean. I had suffered a painful past having moved from one foster home to another. I didn't know my parents and I honestly didn't care whether they were dead or alive. I just didn't care. I had learned to live without them.
"Bianca," he called softly.
"I'm an orphan. Let's talk about something else." I spoke quickly while fighting my tears.
"Of course." He said casually.
He took my hand and we continued walking in silence. The sun was not that hot. I loved it.
I tried to get the thought of my parents out of my mind. I couldn't so I decided to just talk about it.
"I was left in a carton box outside a church on a rainy night. I was only a month old."
Tony stopped walking and hugged me tightly.
I didn't want to cry but I cried. I cried more than I should and Tong held me tightly.
I was an unwanted child and that word had been repeated to me all my life every time I failed to fit in a foster home.
"It's okay love. Don't worry about that, I'm here. I'm right here. I love you."
My tears suddenly ceased.
I freed myself from his hold and stared at him wide eyed.
"What?"
"I said i love you Bianca."
"Are you sure?" I asked him.
Frustration set into his brown eyes.
"I tell you I love you and you ask me if I'm sure? What the hell Bianca?"
He was definitely mad. Why did I even react like that?
"Tony."
"No. Don't."
He walked away from me.
*
Two hours later after much thought, I found myself standing beside the pool watching him swimming.
The sun was setting.
The air was cool.
The scene was amazing as he came out of the pool. I handed him a towel and he peered at me.
He didn't look upset, at least not anymore.
"I'm sorry about earlier." I began. "I don't know what came over me."
His hands settled on my bare shoulders. I was in a strapless sheer top with a pair of tiny shorts. His eyes dropped down to my thighs then back up to my eyes.
I knew that look. Today, I would allow it.
"I love you." He said.
He leaned down to my height and kissed me. Hus lips were soft against mine. His tongue met mine and he teased me as my body surrendered to the embrace. His hands trailed down the side of my arms and he cupped my bum.
His hands slipped under my small shorts and he traced me.
His touch was electric.
"Tony." I managed to speak after our kiss ended.
"Talk to me love."
"Upstairs?" I asked.
He smiled and shoved me over his shoulder like I weighed nothing.
"Put me down Tony!" I screamed halfway laughing.
He spanked mW repeatedly and dropped me unceremoniously on the bed.
I continued laughing until his gaze completely darkened. He was serious about having me.
"You've been a naughty girl today." He whispered as he kissed me. "You talked back at me, you rolled your eyes at me and you returned after hours at the beach. What were you doing there?"
I cupped his chin.
"I didn't want to come back."
"You worried me. A few more minutes and I would have called the life guards."
After a moment if him looking into my eyes, he gently unbuttoned my shorts and pulled them down.
Next, he took off my top and unclasped my bra leaving me completely exposed. His eyes raked approvingly over me his lust darker than it was before.
"Stay put." He said walking over to the closet. He returned with a tie.
"What's that for?" I asked.
"I'm punishing you for being naughty. You won't touch me."
He tied my wrists to the bed post. It was a tight knot that I couldn't get out of.
"Tony." I breathed sharply as his lips traced me with soft feathery kisses."
"Stay still or I'll tie your ankles as well."
I didn't disobey him.
I stayed still as he ravished every inch of me hungrily. His fingers, his lips and tongue teased my core endlessly until I was dripping wet. I was panting, tugging at the tie for a release but he kept it going turning my sanity into insanity.
I was arching my back and moaning his name as he took me to heights I hadn't reached yet.
A few seconds later I came apart and he sighed contentedly.
He stood up gazing at me for a long moment.
"You're making me nervous Tony."
He didn't say anything. Instead he took off his shorts and instinctively brought my knees together at the sight of his throbbing manhood standing at attention .
He grabbed a condom and I watched him slipping it on gently. He got onto the bed and placed his hands on my knees.
"Open up baby." He pleaded softly. "It has to be tonight."
I wasn't willing and I saw the impatience in his eyes.
"There are many other ways to enter you Bianca."
"Tony, I need to tell you something."
"What?" He asked.
"No one has ever popped my cherry."
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Chapter seven: The girl for me
James Lyons's POV
"No one has ever popped my cherry."
I backed away and stared at her.
"You've never had sex?" I asked her.
She nodded.
Bloody hell she didn't look it.
I untied her wrists and sat her up.
"I'm sorry Bea, I didn't know. I could have handled this better."
"You said you love me. Why? How can you be sure? People don't fall in love this fast. You don't even know me."
"I do know you. Let me answer one question a time. First, why do I love you? Because you're amazing. You're real. You don't hide who you are. I've been with many women and they are always pretending to be someone they are not. You're you and I love that about you."
I kissed her lips softly.
"How can I be sure I love you? Because when I'm with you I feel complete. When I'm with you the whole world fades. When I'm with you, I feel alive. That makes me sure that I love you."
I followed up with another intense kiss watching her dazed eyes.
"Thirdly, falling in love doesn't have a timeline. It can happen overnight, in a matter of days, months or even years. Mine was in a matter of months when I stared at your pretty face every day on a magazine page. I've always wanted to meet you and when I did, I was sure that what I felt was not a mistake."
"Lastly, you're
right. I don't know you. I would like to know you of you let me."
She smiled and cupped my face.
"Are you asking me to be your girlfriend?"
"Yes. That and something else."
"What?" She asked apprehensively.
"Move in with me."
She chuckled softly.
"Ca
n I think about the last part?" She asked.
"Of course girlfriend."
"Thank you boyfriend."
*
It was our last day on the island and as much as I hadn't gotten what I wanted from Bianca, I was happy she had decided to become mine.
I adored her and I didn't see anything wrong in taking it a step at a time, learning how to walk before we can fly but patience was not my strong suit when it came to Bianca. I wanted all of her.
But I had to set things straight with a certain old man who would manipulate my life should I give him any leeway.
Bellingerre Consolidate, the company I've always desired to have as my own was a tall building. Not as tall as Sheik Burji in Abu Dhabi but tall nonetheless.
The inside was a reflection of my fathers cold heart; blacks, greys and whites with no other color in sight. If the old man bad his way, the entire work force would be in monochromatic colors as we.
His secretary was a short chubby woman with an eye for gossip. Sandra never let anything pass her by.
She knew everything about everyone. She was also my father's partner in crime.
"Is he in?" I asked curtly not in the mood to exchange pleasantries with her.
She eyed me almost viciously but I ignored her.
"Is he in?" I asked again in case she had miraculously gone deaf.
"He's in but-"
I didn't wait for any more information. I made my way into the large contemporary office and spotted his white haired head.
"We need to talk."
He slowly turned his seat to face me a wry smile on his face.
"Well well James Lyons, seems a week alone with the blonde in an island has done nothing for your sour mood."
"I'm not taking up CEO." I stated flatly.
I watched his face pale for an entire minute as a mixture of emotions ran through him. After he finally recovered from the sudden outburst of the son he has always yearned to control, he stood up.
"I have already drafted the paperwork. The board has been prepped. I am making the announcement this weekend at the business gala this company is hosting. There is no backing out boy!"
Boy... I hard it when he called me that.
But losing my cool was what he was counting on. He knew me so well to anticipate each time I threw a fit.
"We had a deal, I make the blonde happen and you become CEO."
No doubt my silence was unnerving him. I had learned it from Jacob. To always keep silent and listen to the opponent spewing out their guts.
"You know something strange?" I asked him calmly.