She watches the couple on stage because the guy is now putting nipple clamps on the girl and playing with her nipples and himself. I can tell this surprises her, but I wonder how else she feels about it. She looks back at me and I can’t help myself. I take out my cock and watch her eyes get even bigger. I swear she even licks her lips.
I know now that I’m going to buy her no matter how much it costs and do anything I want to her. I can’t wait for her to be up on that stage. I think Scarlett said that she would auction her off next. I hope she keeps her word.
I’m suddenly out of the funk I have been in and I don’t want any other girl in the world except for her. I’m not worried about losing her to anyone else because I can outbid everyone here, not that they are a real threat, anyways. From the way she was looking at me, I have no doubt that she wants only me. I hope I’m not wrong about that, anyway.
I continue to play with myself as we both look at each other. Though she keeps watching the couple on the stage, her gaze always returns to me. I imagine what it would be like to put nipple clamps on her. To play with her nipples until she’s begging me to fuck her.
I have to stop stroking myself at this thought, or I just know I’ll explode. I’m so happy that she will be auctioned next because I don’t think that I can wait any longer to be with her.
I want so bad to just walk over and stick my cock in her mouth. I know she would like it. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw me, and I can tell she was a little turned on by it all, even if she was shocked.
I want to corrupt this innocent little girl. Her deep brown eyes give away a lot of emotions and lust is definitely one of them. I watch her look around and wonder how much longer James is going to be on stage.
I want to go up there and push him aside so I can have Melissa up there already. At least she’s here. To be truthful, I’m excited that she is here. I really wasn’t expecting her to show up.
Even though I had just been mad at her, now I’m thinking I’ll have to thank Scarlett for making this possible. Winning Melissa will be like all of my dreams coming true.
I’ll be the luckiest guy on the planet this St. Patrick’s Day.
Chapter 7
Melissa
I cannot believe how turned on I am by this. I can feel myself dripping wet. I can’t stop myself from watching this gorgeous guy while he’s playing with himself. The sounds from the stage eventually catch my attention and I am forced to look away from him for a moment.
The sounds are coming from the woman as the guy plays with her nipples and clit. She’s whimpering so loudly that I can’t look away. All I feel right now is that I want the handsome man who I saw in the crowd to do those things to me. I don’t know what’s come over me, but I can’t stop myself from feeling this way.
For the first time in a long time, I feel like touching myself really bad. I try clenching my thighs together to try and ignore the desire to do that.
Then Scarlett walks over to me and I’m so grateful for this distraction. It’s as if she could read my thoughts, though, because she informs me privately that it’s my turn to be auctioned off.
She then goes up on stage to announce it to everyone by saying, “All right, you love birds, it’s time to take it elsewhere.”
The audience laughs at this and the couple moves off stage.
Afterwards she talks to the crowd and says to them, “It’s now time for us to auction off a first-timer, Melissa.”
Scarlett looks at me and I nervously walk out and join her on stage. I adjust the hem of my dress and Scarlett poses me in a flattering way. I try not to be nervous, but that’s impossible. Especially with the gorgeous guy sitting right there in the front row, staring up at me.
“Now, Melissa, what is it that you are auctioning off tonight?” she asks me.
I look out at the audience and lock eyes again with the handsome guy.
“A dinner date,” I say softly.
The handsome guy raises an eyebrow at me, as if he doesn’t believe my answer. He then raises his cock at me, and I blush. I hate when that happens.
I try to look away, but I’m shocked when I hear him say, “I’ll pay $10,000 to have a dinner date with her.”