“She only wants me,” I say to the asshole, trying to prove my point.
He just smirks and bids again. I’m not going to give up that easily. I’ve wanted to be with Sheila since the moment I met her. I worked too hard to convince her to be a part of this auction and I’m not going to lose her now.
I bid on Sheila three times in a row for the opportunities to suck her nipples and finger her again. I love to pleasure her and make her feel good. This isn’t like me – I’m usually the one being pleasured, not pleasuring.
I’m clearly falling hard for her, but I also want to show this guy that she only wants to be with me. I’m angry again when I see Aaron playing with himself while watching Sheila.
She is only mine.
Can’t he tell that, by the way she looks lustfully at my big cock that she clearly wants inside her pussy, which gets so drenched for me?
Can’t he tell by the way she calls out my name and moans and begs for me to fuck her?
Sheila is the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. It’s like magic when I make her cum – an electric current that passes from my hands or mouth to her pussy, electrifying her nerve endings and sending her into a spasm of orgasmic pleasure she’s happen to put on display for me and everyone else.
That’s right. Everyone can see how much she wants me. They can see what I do to her and how much I make her cum. Aaron the Asshole should be able to tell she belongs to me, and not to mess with me.
I try to ignore him and focus only on Sheila. I whisper to her how much I love playing with her body. That’s true; I’ve never been more attracted to any woman in my entire life than I am to her. She has the perfect, most luscious curves.
I’m irritated that Aaron is still standing there, competing against me for what I want, for what I clearly already own by the way she quivers and shivers and leaks out her pussy juices for me. I bid again. Brian walks over and taps me on the shoulder.
“If you keep bidding, we are going to run out of money,” he whispers softly. “I mean, I know you’re super rich, but we have to invest in the company, too, remember? It’s not all just liquid assets you can use to win some pissing contest with this jerk.”
“Relax. I know what I’m doing,” I reply.
He just shakes his head in response.
“You know, usually you are my competition at these things,” I joke. “So at least you’re not trying to take this opportunity away from me.”
I get a little bit more serious now, grateful that he’s not encroaching on my territory.
“Yeah, well, I kind of have my eye on someone else,” he admits. “So don’t think I’m doing it just to be altruistic. I do respect that you want to claim this virgin, but it’s also for selfish reasons.”
I look at him in surprise. It seems the same love bug that has bitten me has also bitten him.
“Just don’t lose all of our money,” he cautions again.
I sigh.
“I won’t. Besides, I have a plan,” I state confidently.
“Really? What is it?” he asks with interest.
“I want to help Sheila with her florist business. She seems really smart about it. It will be a good opportunity for us,” I explain.
I can tell that Brian wants to roll his eyes.
The guy bids again.
I immediately raise my bid.
“You just lie there and enjoy this,” I tell Sheila. “Don’t worry about my business dealings with my partner here.”
“Yes, sir.”
My hand is still attached to Sheila’s pussy, like I own it. My fingers are stuck deep inside her hole, as if they belong there. And they do, along with my cock, eventually.
My thumb is on her clit, rubbing it gently and giving her little orgasms here and there as I talk to Brian. Whenever she finishes one, I give her a little break and then I pinch her clit and rub it harder, until she’s moaning and groaning and humping my hand with her pussy so that the next orgasm gets more intense.
“That’s right,” I tell her, slapping the edge of her ass a little to show her she’s mine. “I like when you just lay there and let me play with you like you’re my toy.”
“Yes, sir,” she says again, obediently.
I can hear Brian sighing next to me.
“Don’t worry; we’ll be fine,” I whisper to him again.
“If you spend everything, I won’t be able to get my girl,” he complains.
We are already approaching the two million dollar bracket of the auction. I pat my pockets and realize that I have run out of money.