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Chapter 83
Chapter 83
Michael says nothing. “He was very successful,” drawls James. “Took his pick.”
The blond man jerks to attention, “Hey, it’s different now.”
“Of course it is,” I say. “You found the woman you want, and your goals have moved on. I notice, with
some interest I have to say, that the first thing you have done is to start building your wealth.”
“I’m going to have a wife to support.”
“So you are. And I have high confidence that you will be a wealthy man if that’s what you want out of
life.”
His eyes narrow and I can see the wheels turning, his thoughts.
“If you want it, go for it. If life gives you lemons, first make lemonade. Second, punch life in the eye and
demand oranges. Then, go and plant orange trees.”
Michael speaks slowly, thoughtfully. “Interesting way of putting it. I’ll remember that.”
*****
Three Years Ago
Charlotte sits in the office facing Mr Chambers. He’s middle-aged and pleasant enough, and clearly
doing his best to make her feel at ease. Nonetheless, her embarrassment is excruciating and she can’t
look him in the face.
“Can I get you a cup of tea, Miss Conners? Or coffee perhaps?”
Her throat tight. “No, thank you.”
If she tried to drink right now, she would bring it right back up again.
“Very well. I understand you would like to enter our auction for the sale of….” He picks up a sheet and
reads…. ‘The services of ‘Charlotte’ for the period of one week, those services to include anything
required of her by her purchaser and also to include the sale of her virginity.’ Is that correct?”
She squeezes the word out. “Yes.”
He places the document on the table. “I should explain Miss Conners, that whilst you might find it
easier to have a female representative to work with right now, here at the auction house we feel that a
girl who cannot go through this interview with a male representative is unlikely to be able to honour her
end of the contract she is choosing to enter.”
“Ahh, yes.” Charlotte nods understanding.
He watches her reaction, then, “We hold these auctions about once a year. The next such event is in
several months’ time, in July. Is that suitable for you? You are prepared to wait?”
“Yes.”
“Very well, let us go through the terms. You will be required to undergo a medical examination no more
than one week before the date of the auction to confirm that you are disease free and to confirm
your…. credentials. You understand me?” NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.
“Yes.”
“Given that you have several months in which to prepare, I suggest that you take the opportunity to
ensure you are in good physical condition. It goes without saying, that the more attractive you look, the
better your price is likely to be….
*****
James
I wake, pain-free and tentatively, I move, shifting my injured leg, testing the result.
And it’s fine.
That’s a good start to the day….
So, I roll, trying to turn, see if either Charlotte or Michael are awake.
Trying…
I’m tangled in the sheets somehow, and as it dawns, I grin….
At last….
I have a record-breaking hard-on.
Morning glory….
Normal service has been resumed….
My brain catches up with my body and I look at the sleeping lovely next to me, I know just who to
deliver the benefit to.
I stroke her cheek and her eyes flutter open, blinking slowly once or twice before settling on me. Her
lips curve, showing a little of the whites of her teeth. “You look cheerful,” she says, still with sleep in her
voice.
She shifts, stretching herself and my erection throbs sweetly. Shuffling closer to me, she pauses a
moment to disengage from Michael's arm. And as she moves closer, her body contouring to mine, my
shaft presses against her belly.
She blinks again, pulling back to look down then up again, her cheeks dimpling, her grin quick and
gorgeous and her eyes dancing green. “Master… you’re feeling better?”
“I am.” I kiss her. “Lie back for me.”
For a moment I simply lie beside her, my head pillowed on her breasts as I slide the sheet away, to look
at her, to stroke her. But her legs part in invitation, her knees rising, her back arching and I roll over her.
I think at first to lever her arms over her head, to take her...
But it's not what I really want...
And I sheath myself gradually inside her, riding warm currents of arousal. Slowly, I fill her. It’s smooth
as honey and as delicious as sin.
She sighs as I penetrate, a slow easy sound that shimmers down to my groin and sets the pulse
echoing through my skull in a heartbeat kick.
And together, my Jade-Eyes and I make love.
It's warm and ecstatic....
.... and it is so sweet....
I hold myself over her, watching her face as her eyes glaze, her fingers clawing into my skull and her
breath snatching. Pressing a blunt thumbnail into the tender nape of her neck, I edge down, one
vertebra at a time to the base of her spine as she trembles and whimpers against me.
Something stirs beside us; Michael, propping himself on an elbow, eyes soft as he looks down at her.
“Hi.”
“Hi.”
He tilts his head to me. “Happier now?”
“Oh, yes. You want...?”
“Not right now. Don't let me disturb you.”
He sits up, swinging his legs out of the bed, but looking back at her. He slants a look down to where
she rocks under me. “Don't worry. I'm only making coffee. And when he's finished nailing you to the
mattress I'm going to pin your brains to the bed-head.”
She giggles, her eyes snapping with vibrancy and her pussy clutches around me, sending pleasure
sparking through me.
He pulls on a robe and exits the room, with the clatter and hiss of kitchen activity following close
behind.
But I have my Jade, her body and mine as close as it is possible to be. Slowly and easily, we rock our
way to climax. Her eyes are locked with mine until, as her eyelids flutter, her emerald gaze turns
opaque, her head falls back and she cries something incoherent as she quakes under me.
And my own release follows. Her flesh still trembling around mine, I tense, and groan and hold her tight
as I spill into her.
*****