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Chapter Two
Aiden stood back in the crowd, this once craving the need for solitude so that he could devote all his focus to the stage the moment Luna stepped out.
His lips tightened as string-bikini girl—Ayla, or was it Shayla?—threw herself into the arms of a paunchy, middle-aged man who’d won the bid, before they lingered by the conference room stage.
Damn it. A turtle walking backwards moved faster than the mismatched pair hogging the limelight.
Aiden nodded at security by the doors, and the bouncers quickly escorted the pair out of the room so they could enjoy their date.
He exhaled slowly, forcing his shoulders to relax, along with his stomach muscles. Not long now. In fact, Luna should be next. He’d ensured she was one of the first to step out onto stage.
A pity his brother, Liam, chose that moment to stand beside him and drawl, “Great start to the auction.”
Aiden might have sent his blond, younger brother a scowl, if only Aiden’s eyes weren’t already glued to the stage. Instead he nodded distractedly before the curtains swished apart and Luna sashayed out.
Aiden again tensed, almost forgetting how to damn well breathe. His pulse thudded like a drum in his ears, his blood rushing south.
“Holy crap—is that Luna?” Liam’s hoarse laugh should have grated on Aiden’s nerves, except he was too engrossed to care. “Going by how your eyes are bugging out on strings, I’m guessing it is.” Liam clapped him on the back, then handed him a paddle. “Happy bidding, brother.”
Aiden finally tore his stare away from Luna to croak, “I’m not bidding.”
So why are you clutching the damn paddle like it’s a life preserver?
Liam smirked, but otherwise appeared oblivious to Aiden’s denial when he stalked back into the crowd, his great height and blond hair making him standout amongst all the other suits.
Aiden shook his head and turned back to the woman on stage. Seconds later he forgot all about his brother and the bidding paddle. He was too riveted by everything Luna.
She’d worn her hair how he remembered it, wild and unrestrained. His fingers itched to touch the long, curly strands, itched even more to grip a handful of her hair and fuck her long and hard.
His dick stirred, and he stifled a feral growl.
She was innocence and depravity, a decadent temptation of good and bad that hardened his cock and weakened his resolve. He swallowed. She was too damn dangerous for his peace of mind, and yet he’d never wanted a woman more.
A young gentleman close to the front of the stage raised his paddle and bid an obscene amount. Aiden scowled. Going by the man’s soft, pale hands and designer good looks, he’d probably been born into money. He was also easy on the eye and on a bad day probably had women buzzing around him.
The young stud certainly wouldn’t need an auction to date a beautiful woman for a night. But then, few rich men did. The auction counted on the adrenaline rush of the bid, the invigorating, primal urge to win a chosen woman.
“Going once, going twice—“
Aiden stuck up his paddle, and said an amount that dragged every eyeball in the room from Luna to Aiden. He grinned. Fuck it. If his hard-earned cash couldn’t be spent on what he wanted, what was the good of having it?
“Sold! To number seventy-four and our very own, Aiden Black.”
Aiden nodded, deeply satisfied, before he strode toward Luna. The crowd of men parted before him, and he stopped in front of the stage and lifted his hand for her. But Luna didn’t move, she seemed frozen in shock. Then she blinked and abruptly smiled, before she stepped toward him, reaching for his hand.
His dick bucked at the touch of her delicate fingertips, and the visual of her too-short skirt with the garter and lacy thong beneath. Breathing in her intoxicating, musky scent of arousal, he groaned, his whole body throbbing.
The sound was thankfully covered up by the auctioneer’s gleeful jabbering, of which Aiden heard only snatches.
A brilliant start to the night. Yet another Black brother smitten. The Youth Starting Over Foundation will be delighted.
Then Luna put her arms around his neck and encircled his waist with her thighs, and he tuned out everyone and everything. All his senses were committed to Luna as he half-turned and allowed her to slither her way down his body, until the spiked-heels of her sexy shoes touched the floor.
Utter fucking torture.
