Page 39 of Auctioned to the Billionaire Surgeon

“I have several regulars, right?”

We all nodded. She did. There were six or seven guys who sat on the bar stools and talked to her every night.

“I’m going to work something out with a couple of them before the auction. I’ve already hinted that I’m going to be doing it sometime soon, and a couple of them have already told me they plan to bid for me. They’re good guys who I already know. I’ve known them ever since I started working at Sugar. They’re handsome, they don’t have any major kinks that I know of, and they’re not married. It’s a hell of a lot better than going in blind and getting some old guy. Or a guy with a wife and four kids at home. Or someone that wants to choke me til I pass out every night.”

Even Bethany, who was probably the most sexually liberated of all us, looked a little intimidated at the thought ofthatkink.

“Good idea,” Glory said, tapping one of her dried nails on the table. She looked thoughtful. None of us knew her story, either, but it was clear she planned on doing the auction.

“That… sounds like something I could do,” I said.

“Who are you going to talk to about bidding?” Nia asked. She and Carly were the newest members of the house having replaced Nadine and Daisy as they’d moved out to do the auction. “Nico and Paolo are your most regular customers. Nico can’t do the auction, and Paolo only wants former debutantes.”

“Yeah.” I made a face. Stupid Paolo with his irritatingly handsome face. “Maybe Thad Russett.”

“He’s hot,” Bethany said.

“I’ve heard he has some sort of issue,” Madeline said, frowning. “You’ll have to ask Carmen what it is, though.”

“Okay.” I was disappointed. I didn’t want him to have an issue. I also didn’t want to tip Carmen off about Nora’s plan. Though I wasn’t sure how surprised she’d be. Both Daisy and Nadine had pretty much known who they weregoing to be with before their auctions, but that had been engineered by the Salazars. I hoped Carmen wouldn’t care if I went looking for someone to work out a plan of some sort with.

Nia came over, squeezed in beside me, and threw her arms around my neck. She and I had become really close over the past several months. She was actually Daisy’s best friend, but now the two of us had really bonded—enough that I’d even put up with her hugs. “It won’t be bad. And just think—you’ll be giving yourself such a great start after college.”

She wasn’t wrong. And that was why I was living in Cinnamon House in the first place. It was time to buck up.

I’d talk to Carmen tomorrow.

***

I giggled and sat in Thad Russett’s lap. He and I had been flirting with each other for months now, and he was the one I was going to try to work out an auction plan with. He was hot, young-ish, nice, single, and loaded.

He moved one of his big hands to my thigh and pulled me close with a muscular forearm around my waist.“What do you say, baby? Are you ready to hit the VIP room with me yet?”

I turned and whispered in his ear.“Have you ever thought about the Cinnamon Auction?”

He jerked back to look at me.“Why do you ask?”

I ran a fingernail down his chest.“I’m going to ask Carmen to put me in next month’s auction.”

His face, always so good humored and happy, turned serious.“Are you saying I could have you for months if I won you?”

“Mmm-hmm.” I nodded.

He pulled me closer, his hand disappearing under my skirt.“I’m interested, Jelly. Real damn interested. But I need to warn you, honey, that I love to fuck. And I fuck hard. I like to be in charge everywhere, but especially the bedroom.”

I tried not to gasp as one of his big fingers traced the seam of my folds through my thin lace panties.

“That wouldn’t bother me.”

“You sure? I go rough. And I’m a big guy.”

I thought it was kind of sweet that he was warning me at all.“I’ll be okay. Besides, how do you know I don’t like that, too?”

The bulge I’d felt in his pants seemed to almost instantly double in size.“Fuck, baby. I’d really like you to come give me a demonstration in the VIP room.”

I giggled and moved against his dick, making him hiss.“You know I can’t do that. Carmen doesn’t allow it.”

He still looked serious, and I was surprised.“Jelly, I, uh, I need to fuck like three, four times a day minimum.” His voice dropped even further.“It’s one of the main reasons I haven’t settled down. So far none of my girlfriends could handle it. Do you think you can? I can bring another girl in sometimes for days you’re tired.”