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“This sweet pussy wants to cum for me, doesn’t it?” he groans as two fingers slide into my tight snatch. “Oh fuck you’re small.” His voice is shocked and appreciative.
I moan loudly without abandon, unable to stifle how good this feels.
“That’s right, baby. Bring me this sweet pussy.” His thumb begins to massage my clit as his fingers slide in and out, curling to tickle my front wall with each thrust. “Trina,” he groans my name, and I moan even louder, my arms reaching to circle his neck.
This time he doesn’t stop me. Instead, he lets me tug the hair at the nape of his neck.
“I could cum from your voice alone,” he says with a deep growl, his erection pressing into my stomach.
And then it happens.
“Yes!” I cry suddenly. He’s hit a special spot within me. The waves are rumbling hard and fast now, and he knows it. “Oh yes, yes!” I squeal. “Please!”
Mr. Knight’s eyes go so brilliantly blue that they glow like sapphires. “I feel it, baby,” he whispers into my ear, pressing deep into my flesh, massaging my tight virgin pussy. “Give it to me, Trina,” he growls, pulsing his fingers inside. My cunt is needy, already wanting more, and as if he senses it, Mr. Knight slaps his palm into my clit, and a vibration is set off from deep within me.
“Oh, God! Yes! Yes! Fuck!”
The pleasure ripples in titanic waves through my pussy, an indescribable release of emotions and sensation. Every hair on my body is standing, my nerves shot and my feet cramped. My legs go limp first, and then my hands.
“Come here,” Mr. Knight growls, this time less aggressively. He’s almost comforting as he slides his fingers from my depths, bringing the slickness to his mouth.
Watching him lick my juices from his fingers is the most erotic moment of my life, and my pussy clenches down again, missing the pressure and craving more. The sexiness of it all gives me strength in my legs and hands again as if I’m re-invigorated by his seduction.
“This juicy pussy is mine.” But his words again aren’t for me. Mr. Knight is talking to himself as he stares down at my nubile, shaking body, still quivering from release. My pussy slit gleams in the low lights, breasts heaving as I try to recover.
And I say what comes naturally then.
“Yes, this is yours,” I mewl, offering my nude flesh to him. “All yours.” Because it’s true. Although we only just met, somehow I know that Grayson Knight owns me already. He’s powerful, commanding and dominant, and my body knows its master unconsciously.
Gray smiles, his mouth descending over mine before my brain can develop a question, and although it seems impossible, he is in some way even more passionate, kissing with even more emotion and depth. Both of his hands eagerly roam my body, squeezing in all the right places as his cock presses against me again.
“You’re perfect, sweetheart,” Mr. Knight whispers, finally pulling apart from our embrace. The compliment sends another moan sliding past my lips, and he swallows the pleasurable sound with a smile.
But then it all ends. He pulls away, that massive body still aroused before turning. “They’ll give you all the info you need.” His eyes flicker once before he leaves, departing the room without so much as an explanation.
Wait, what? I blink at the sudden emptiness of the room. What was that? He’s gone? Glancing at the floor, I rush to grab my dress. No one else needs to see me naked. My juices are literally sliding down my leg, and I rush to wipe the slickness before pulling the dress above my head.
This is crazy! Did that really happen? I had my first orgasm on a job interview with a dark, handsome stranger who told me I’m to be auctioned? What’s going on? And when is the auction? Where will it take place?
This is so wrong. I can’t do this, yet it feels so right. I’m already missing the man that’s only just left me. I’ve never felt such an attraction to an alpha male before, but it’s absolutely delicious. But the tough part is that now, I don’t know that I want to be auctioned to another man.
Snap out of it, the voice in my head scolds. This is a job and you don’t get to choose.
So I swallow heavily, trying to get my bearings because I’m doing this for the money. Besides, Mr. Knight said that if I do well, I can make six figures or even more. And that’s what I need. Eyes on the prize, my subconscious speaks again. Don’t lose it just because you had your first orgasm at the hands of a handsome billionaire
Yet doubts still screech through my mind. Because who’s going to buy me? What if they’re fat and ugly? Or old and bald? Oh god, I hadn’t considered this yet. Will they want me to have sex with them? Mr. Knight didn’t want sex from me, but he did make me cum for him. My first orgasm while being played with like a toy. And yet, it was amazingly good.
