“Me?” I ask, pointing at myself.
“You,” Gavin says, kissing me on the head and then nudging me towards the stage. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
“What?” I ask, turning around to look at him. “You just told me less than thirty seconds ago that…”
“…that you’ll want some liquid courage,” Veronica says, and then takes my hand that’s holding the Cosmo glass and pushing it towards my mouth.
“For what?” I ask her, still confused.
“I have no idea,” she confesses, her face lighting up in a bright smile. “But I bet this is gonna be good.”
Oh, my God, I think, as I gulp down the drink she’s practically force-feeding me and then make my way up to the stage.
Are they going to make me sing the National Anthem? Tap dance? Show off some special skill? I don’t even have any special skills.
I stand beside Amanda on the stage, which is much more overwhelming than the one in Boston was. I’m flooded with memories of the first time I saw Gavin; when I didn’t even know who he was or what his connection with me was or even that he had any connection. I just knew he was fucking hot and I wanted him to take me— and he sure did.
Amanda squeezes my hand and says, “Okay, Ladies and Gentleman, since the Exchange is known as an auction house, I have someone— or something— to auction off tonight.”
“What?” I look out at the crowd but I can barely make out Gavin’s face.
From what I can tell, though, there’s a huge grin across it.
“This is Miss Jade,” Amanda announces, winking at me. “And we’re going to auction her off tonight. Who would like to do what with Miss Jade, and what are you willing to pay to do it?”
Hands go up and people start clamoring.
This makes no sense. Clearly Gavin couldn’t have orchestrated this, could he have? But he knew something was up and the smile on his face says I’m supposed to be happy about it. Even though the last place I want to be is up here being auctioned off again, to who knows who to do who knows what to me…
“Hey, hey, hey,” Amanda says, tapping the microphone again to declare order. “This is a PG rated auction right here, but don’t worry, something a lot more X-rated is coming later. Let’s keep these bids clean and fun, because this lady’s already spoken for by one of our fine new partial owners of the club. All right, everyone?”
I see Veronica and Celeste look at each other and start squeezing each other’s hands, then putting one hand over their own mouths so as not to squeal with glee. I think they’re beginning to recognize what’s going on here, and so am I.
Holy shit.
It’s finally happening. And leave it to my fun-loving, prank-playing boyfriend to have it happen like this.
Chapter 6 – Jade
“All right everyone,” Amanda says into the microphone. The music has been turned all the way off now. “What is the first bid amount, and what would you like Miss Jade to do for it?”
“Fifty thousand dollars,” someone shouts from the audience.
It’s a girl’s voice, and I look down to see Celeste smiling up at me. “I’ll take her to the skating rink for that amount.”
“Fifty thousand dollars to take her to the skating rink, okay,” says Amanda, with an approving nod. “Going once, going twice…”
“Wait!” shouts Veronica, joining in on the fun. “One hundred thousand dollars. To listen to her play the guitar.”
“I can’t play the guitar,” I say, into the microphone.
“She can’t play the guitar,” Amanda repeats.
“That’s why I want to pay so much to see her try!” Veronica shouts back.
Everyone laughs and then Isaac calls out, “Two hundred thousand dollars to take her to the humane society and force her to adopt three dogs.”
“I’d do that for free,” I reply, and the crowd says a collective “awwww.”
But I really would. I love animals.
“Okay, two hundred thousand dollars to become a doggy mommy,” Amanda says.
There’s silence, and so she continues.
“Going once, going twice…”
“Ha ha!” Gavin laughs loudly. “How funny would it be if I left my new bud hanging like that? Like congrats, dude, you get to spend lots of money to make my girlfriend adopt some dogs.”
Everyone else laughs too. My heart pounds as Gavin says, “Just kidding, man. You know I’d never do that. Not to my fucking business partner.”
This is it, I think, just like right before he took my virginity. This is the moment that’s going to change my life forever…
And just then Maxim calls out, “We need to get this bidding up higher! Five hundred thousand dollars for her to clean my house.”
“Oh my God,” Veronica yells. “Don’t accept that offer. He’s such a slob. It’s worth at least a million!”
“Fine!” Maxim says. “A million to clean up after me. She’s right, I’m a real pig.”
“A million and a half to join the circus,” someone in the crowd calls out.
They’re a stranger to me, but they’re just joining in on the fun. This is so much different than the first time I was on stage being bid on.
“Two million!” Veronica calls out. “To babysit for us! Flannery’s in that biting stage, so watch out. She’s teething bad.”
Now it’s my turn to say, “Awww.”
Gavin had told me that Veronica and Isaac have a little girl and that she’s coming with them on the trip but obviously not to this party. I can’t wait to meet her.
“That’s so cute,” I tell her. “I’ll do it. I don’t even mind about the bite marks. That’s what make up is for.”
Everyone gets in on the act, calling out crazier and crazier things for more and more money.
Finally, so many people are yelling that no one can be heard above each other. Amanda bangs on the microphone again.
“Okay,” she says, restoring the order. “Calm down. I can’t even keep track of what the bidding is up to now, or for what.”
“I’ll make it easy on you,” Gavin says, approaching the stage.
He’s still smiling his big, handsome smile and all I want to do is hug him. He nods at me and then climbs up to my side.
Kneeling down, he takes out a tiny blue box from his pocket.
Tiffani’s.
He opens the box, revealing a large, shiny ring.
“I bid all the money I’ll ever have for the rest of my life,” he says. “On your hand in marriage.”
“Oh, my God,” I say, starting to cry. “Wow. Gavin.”
“Jade, will you marry me?”
“Yes!” I say, as he gets up to hug me, finally. “Yes, yes, yes, of course.”
“Woo hoo!” shouts Veronica— or maybe it’s Celeste— and everyone starts clapping.
“Looks like she’s accepted the bid,” Amanda says.
Gavin spins me around on stage, and the DJ starts playing music again.
“Okay everyone,” Amanda announces, as Gavin puts me down and slips the ring on my finger.
“It’s perfect,” I tell him. “It fits me just right.”
“I know,” he says. “I stole one of your other rings and took it to Tiffani’s with me so they would get the size right.”
“Ha ha.”
I kiss my clever, handsome fiancée while Amanda continues to get everything under control.
“We’re going back to the party now,” Amanda says. “But we’ll have something a little extra special for you in a bit.”
What could be more special than this? I wonder.
I’ve just gotten engaged, and I’m the happiest girl on the planet.
Chapter 7 – Gavin
Throughout the rest of the evening, everyone comes up to Jade and I with congratulations.
“Nice going, man,” Isaac says, handing me another beer. “That was an epic proposal.”
I have to admit I agree with him. I sure pulled it off. Jade was sufficiently surp
rised and obviously hadn’t had a clue what was coming her way.
I even dance with her for the occasion, which I never fucking do. But we just got engaged and I just went in on a company that’s worth a lot of money and life is good.
We’re slow dancing to “Lady in Red” when Amanda comes back onto the stage.
“And now for that special surprise I was telling you about,” she says, looking around.
“What is this about, now?” Jade asks, peering up at me as if I’m keeping another secret from her, but I just shrug.
This time I’m as clueless as she is.
“I’d like to call Miss Priscilla to the stage,” Amanda continues.
The girl who climbs the stairs isn’t as timid as most of the girls who do that. She has obviously fake boobs and dyed blonde hair. She’s wearing an evening gown, very similar to the ones that the girls being auctioned off at the different clubs wear.
“Hi everyone,” she says, waving at us as if she’s a rock star at a concert.
“All you single guys are in for a treat,” Amanda says. “We’ve arranged something very special for you tonight, in celebration of the company’s annual party.”
“What the fuck?” Veronica says, and Jade and Celeste start echoing her three word sentiment.
“I have no idea,” Isaac says, throwing up his hands, and soon Maxim and I are taking similar defensive postures.
“We really didn’t know about this,” I tell them. I look pleadingly at Jade. “Come on, do you really think I’d go for this sort of spectacle on the night I propose?”
She takes a breath, as if that makes perfect sense, because it does. I honestly had no fucking clue.
“I’ve never been to a company party,” Maxim tells Celeste, and soon Isaac and I are echoing that statement. “I didn’t know it was like this.”
“I guess we should have figured,” Veronica says, slowing nodding her head. “I mean, this being the Exchange and all…”
And just like that, we all start laughing.
It does stand to reason that there’s a girl being auctioned off on stage at The Exchange. We’d probably be foolish to think it wouldn’t happen here.
“Priscilla is willing to do anything tonight with anyone who wants to,” Amanda says. “And I do mean anything. And anyone. Maybe multiple .”
With that, Priscilla drops her dress to the floor, showing off those fake tits in their full glory.
“Woah,” I say, quickly taking a drink of my beer.
Isaac pretends to study something on the floor while Maxim straight up turns around and looks at the wall on the other side of the room.
“I’m really sorry about this,” I tell Jade, meeting her eyes. “I had no clue. Really. And I only have eyes for you.”
“I know,” she says, smiling at me. “Let’s get out of here. We can continue our own celebration one on one.”
“Good idea,” Maxim says, grabbing Celeste’s hand.
“Yeah,” she agrees, as we all start heading for the door. “We have a lot to do before our wedding tomorrow. You guys should come! It’s going to be lots of fun. And not this kind of fun…”
She gestures towards the woman on stage, as multiple bidders begin calling out prices at once, totally grandstanding and making my little show earlier look like nothing compared to this spectacle. Jade doesn’t seem to agree, though. She squeezes my hand as if what I just did for her was the best show on earth.
“We’d love to,” Veronica says. “But we have Flannery with us. Her nanny is with her at the hotel so we have to get back soon anyway.”
“Bring her!” Celeste insists. “There will be other kids there too. We love kids.”
“Yeah, hopefully we’ll have some of our own soon,” Maxim says.
By the tone in his voice, I can tell he’s not just saying that to get out of trouble for buying into a club that currently features a naked girl auctioning herself into a gangbang. He really means it.
“Okay,” Celeste says, as we all head out to our separate limos. “I think we’ll be there.”
“We will too,” Jade says, squeezing my hand again. “Right, honey?”
“Why not?” I answer. “It could give us some more ideas for our own wedding. And it’s a lot more wholesome than the debauchery going on in there.”
Chapter 7 – Jade
When we get back to the hotel, it’s late but I’m not tired.
“I can’t believe that girl… Priscilla, her name, was?” Gavin is saying as we enter our suite. “She was just offering herself to… everyone? All at once? What kind of club have I bought into?”
“Oh honey,” I tell him, as I begin undressing.
He looks at me with a lot more lust in his eyes than he did the girl on stage, and that’s all I wanted to see.
“I know you think you need to pontificate the morality of partially owning the club where you and I met, but tonight’s not the night,” I tell him. “Tonight, we need to celebrate our engagement.”
“Do we now?” he asks, looking down at me with desire. “And how exactly do you propose we do that?”
“Like this,” I say, unzipping the pants of his suit.
He’s all dressed up for his special announcement night— and apparently, our engagement night— and I love it. But right now I want him out of his clothes more than I want him in them.
I take his cock in my mouth and suck until it’s completely filling it up. I cup his balls in my hands and work my tongue back and forth, up and down his shaft.
Then I suck the head of his cock some more while my hand moves up and down the length of it. I can’t help but stare at my big rock glistening in front of my face as it works its magic on his cock.
“Oh, yeah,” he says, jamming his cock down my throat. “That’s how my fiancée gives me head.”
I suck on him until he’s swelled up so big I’m sure he’s going to burst in my mouth. Instead, he picks me up and practically throws me down on the bed.
“I’m going to get behind you,” he says, spreading my ass cheeks and pussy open wide. “And I’m going to fuck you doggy style.”
“Hell yeah,” I say, bracing for the feel of his cock entering my pussy or ass, or at least his hand as he slaps my ass cheeks.
Instead, I feel his breath down by my pussy. He inhales, smelling the scent of his cum in me from earlier on the plane, and then exhales.
“First I’m going to eat your delicious pussy.”
He nibbles around on my clit and then dives right in with his tongue. Then he fingers my pussy hole while sucking on my clit.
“This feels so good,” I tell him, digging my fingers— and my big ring— into the pillow in front of me while he sucks out the juice from my pussy. “I’m coming. Gavin, I’m coming.”
“Do you want me to fuck you, my dirty little sex slave?” he asks, slurring his words as the last of my cum fills his mouth.
“Yes, yes!” I call out, unable to hold back even if I wanted to, which I don’t.
“Yes, what?” he says, slapping my ass like I knew he would.
It makes my pussy drip even more for him, all over again.
“Yes, Sir,” I say. “Yes, sir, please fuck me.”
He rams his cock into me, and half sit up and hold onto the headboard while he thrusts in and out of me. I lean back onto his muscular, tattooed chest as he fucks me.
“You’re going to make me come,” he says, as I feel his cock throb inside me. “I’m going to come in your pussy again.”
“Hold on,” I say, remembering how I had wanted to finish what I had just started.
I hope he lets me do it. Sometimes he likes to be in complete control in bed but I think he’s feeling so good now that he’ll let me have his way with him.
I end up being right. He doesn’t protest as I quickly turn around and then lie down on my back with my mouth right under his cock.
“You want me to shove my dick in your mouth and fuck it, don’t you, my slutty little sex slave?” Gavin asks
me.
“Yes,” I call out, holding onto his ass cheeks. “Yes, Sir.”
He dips his cock into my mouth and breathes out a sigh of relief, like he was about to die if he couldn’t fuck my mouth soon.
I let him stick his cock all the way into my mouth as I suck on it.
“Play with yourself,” he commands me. “I want to see my dirty little slut play with her wet pussy for me.”
“Yes, Sir,” I tell him, my fingers tracing their way down to my pussy.
I rub my clit while he rubs my nipples and fucks my mouth. I wasn’t expecting it to feel so good, but it does.
“I’m going to come in your mouth,” he says, and I open it wider, getting ready for him.
He leans over and plays with my clit while his cum starts to gush into my mouth.
“I’m coming too,” I gag, and the way I hum into his cock seems to make him come more.
I slurp up his cum while my own pours out onto his hand and the hotel bed. Finally, he collapses beside me and puts his arm underneath my neck.
“That was amazing,” he says, nuzzling my neck. “Just as good as our first time, if not better.”
“That’s because it was our first time since we got engaged,” I tell him, with a smile.
“I love you, Jade,” he says, kissing my ear as he starts to drift off to sleep.
“I love you too, Gavin,” I say, cuddling into the crock of his shoulder for a good night’s sleep. “Forever and ever.”
Chapter 8 – Jade
It’s a bright and sunny day. A perfect day for Celeste and Maxim to get married.
The wedding is being held at a ritzy Scottsdale resort and golf course, McCormick Ranch. The ceremony is outside, on an emerald lawn framed by Camelback Mountain and McCormick Lake as its backdrop.
The scenery includes a large wooden arch adorned with beautiful flowers, with the reception to be held later in the palatial West Lawn Pavilion. Celeste certainly has good taste.
Gavin and I sit down next to Veronica and Isaac, among other guests, in one of the rows of white chairs. There’s an adorable baby sitting in Veronica’s lap; she has red hair tied in two yellow mini pigtails that stick up on top of her head because she doesn’t have hair long enough for real pigtails.
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