Sin City Auction (Nevada Bad Boys 4)

I walked back towards the door and the instant I stepped off stage, I was ushered out by two guys I hadn’t seen before. They took me to a room that had nothing but a couch and a table. I waited, feeling my stomach churn with the emotional turmoil coursing through my veins. The guy was fairly attractive, but he was definitely not Christian Grey. He looked like a thug and spoke like one, too. What kind of name was Ruckus anyway? I sat there with more questions churning in my head until the door opened. The source—and perhaps the answer—walked in and folded his arms across his chest.

“Madison. I like that name. Is it your real name?” He spoke in the same rough voice I heard when he purchased me.

“Yeah.” I nodded and looked up at him.

“I’m Ruckus. They said we get to spend some time getting to know each other before you come back to my suite.” He walked over and took a seat next to me on the couch. “What do you want to talk about?”

“Um…” I searched my head for something. “Your name is really Ruckus?”

“It’s what everybody calls me. That or Ruck. My birth certificate says Rick.” He shrugged and exhaled sharply. “So you’re really a virgin?”

“Yes.” I nodded and twisted my lip to a half-smile.

“I’ve never been with a virgin before. Why did you decide to sell yourself?” He tilted his head as if he was reading my expression.

“I need money for college.” I looked down at the floor. “And I’d like to start over somewhere else.”

“I can understand that. I was on my own at eighteen, too, although I didn’t have any money.” He nodded and reached over putting his hand on mine.

“Whoa…” I tilted my head as I saw his knuckles. “Are those scars?”

“Yeah, I got a lot of them.” He chuckled. “I’m a cage fighter—well, retired cage fighter now, I guess.”

“That’s how you made your money?” I had never seen a hand that looked as rough and ragged as his.

“Nah.” He shook his head back and forth. “I hit the jackpot on a slot machine. You just cost me twenty-five percent of my net worth.”

“Seriously?” I raised my eyebrows in surprise. “Why would you spend so much to spend a weekend with someone?”

“I felt like investing in a new experience.” He smiled and patted my hand. “Plus, you’re hot as fuck.”

Nobody has ever called me hot before.

“Thank you—I guess.” I felt my stomach tensing up again.

“Anything else you wanna know about me before I take you back to my suite and fuck you?” His intense eyes felt like they were boring into my sou

l.

“No, I don’t guess so.” I shook my head back and forth.

It appeared to be nothing more than a business transaction for him. He wanted a virgin in his bed. I was that virgin. At least he did seem to like me, and he said I was hot. He certainly wasn’t bad to look at. He had a ripped physique and his t-shirt appeared to be covering a gorgeous set of muscles. Both of his arms had tattoos that appeared to have been there a while. He spoke with a lot of confidence and his eyes were absolutely piercing when they focused on me. I even dug the scars a little bit. I knew he could handle himself in a fight if he did it for a living, which meant I certainly didn’t stand a chance of getting away if I suddenly did want to change my mind.

7

Ruckus

My virgin was expensive. She cost a lot more than I expected when I walked into the auction. I watched the first five sell for around five hundred, so I had a decent understanding of the cost before she walked on the stage. There was something about Madison that instantly captivated me. She looked slightly scared, like most of them did, but I could see purpose in her eyes. They looked like they had the burden of the world in them. I understood that. I fought for everything I had before I got one lucky break. It certainly didn’t help that she was drop dead gorgeous in a dress designed to showcase her body perfectly.

All right, let’s get this show on the road.

I took Madison’s hand when we were given clearance to leave. They gave me a flash drive that had her account information. Once the weekend was done, I was supposed to give it it to her. Based on what I saw on the website she would get two-hundred and fifty, plus ten percent of what I paid on top of it. As sweet as she appeared to be, I was going to make her earn every penny of it before the weekend was done. I thought I was ready for a break until I had to go that long without sex. My balls felt like they were heavy in my pants and she was going to swallow every bit of that cum before she even took her dress off.

“This is my room.” I pushed the suite door opened and let her walk in first.

“Wow.” She stepped in and looked around. “It looks like you live here.”

“Something like that.” I chuckled and walked over to the mini-bar. “Want a drink or something? Shit, I guess you’re not even old enough to drink.”