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CHAPTER SIX

CONOR

“This way, Mr. Evans.” My winning bidder’s rich, husky voice calls over her shoulder. She’s absolutely gorgeous—tall, lean, and athletic, with sharp, mesmerizing hazel eyes and brunette hair that cascades around her face. Her poise, the way she moves, is commanding. Strong. She holds herself with such authority, such dominance. There is no doubt in my mind that she is the one in charge. Dommes generally aren’t my partner of choice, but there is something undeniably magnetic about her… and the way her voice rumbles through me.

I follow behind her and her partner, noticing their laced fingers and the undeniable chemistry between them—moving together perfectly in sync as they lead me toward a private room at the end of the exhibition hall. When we step into the room, I get my first real look at the woman with her.

She is equally as stunning with her black hair and dark eyes. Her generous curves fill out her dark red dress in all the right ways, which is undeniably alluring. It’s not just her shape that’s drawing me in; it’s her understated confidence and the way her soft, rosy cheeks grow more flushed with excitement the longer my gaze rakes over every inch of her.

They are both beautiful—gorgeous in completely different ways—and I am irrefutably attracted to them. I lock eyes with the woman in charge—the one who bid on me with such confidence. Ms. Conrad, I believe Tristan called her. Her hazel eyes do not falter from mine, they shimmer with authority as she slides her hand around mine with a firm grip. “Victoria Conrad.” She shakes my hand.

“Conor Evans.” I smirk. “But I believe you already know that.”

“And this is Elena.” Victoria withdraws her hand from mine and gestures to the voluptuous woman beside her, watching me with a soft intensity as though she’s trying to figure me out. I extend my arm, and her dark eyes widen with excitement as her small hand slips into mine, both of us clearly feel the electricity between us. “I have one rule for you tonight, Mr. Evans,” Victoria divulges, quickly garnering my attention.

An intrigued smile spreads across my face. “And that is?

“I know your reputation. I’ve been a member more than long enough to know your interests.” Victoria’s words are deliberately slow for effect as she takes a seat at the edge of the bed and crosses her legs. “You’re ours for the night. We are not yours. You aren’t in charge here.”

“Is that so?” I flirtatiously retort, closing the distance between us, only to find myself met with her palm pressed into my chest.

Pushing me back just far enough to grant her room to fit between me and the bed, Victoria rises, her body sliding up mine. Her hand is still firmly pressed to my chest as she lightly rubs her face along my jaw and whispers, “I know you aren’t used to submitting, but we both know curiosity has taken hold. You want to know what I was so eager to pay for, don’t you?”

I don’t answer her; I don’t need to. She can feel my heart thumping in anticipation as clearly as she can feel my cock growing rigid against her stomach.

“You’re going to be a good boy for me,” she demandingly whispers, her lips dusting along my jaw. “Just for one night. You’re here to please Elena at my direction.”

I swallow hard at her challenge. One night… My submission is a small price to pay for the chance to spend an evening with these two.

Victoria raises an eyebrow, the tiniest smirk pulling at the corner of her lips. She takes her hand off my chest and moves it to my stomach, assessing my response in a way that causes my heart to race. She’s in charge, and I’m so intrigued to know where this is going that I’m going to follow her lead. Begrudgingly.

“Good boy,” she praises, gesturing for Elena to join us. Elena’s arm brushes against mine as she steps beside me, and she glances up at me with a shy but eager smile. Her timid desire is fucking intoxicating. Victoria places Elena’s hands on my chest and glides them toward my shoulders, slipping my suit jacket down my arms. With their hands now on the buttons of my shirt, Victoria softly commands, “Unwrap your gift, sweet girl.”

Elena works to rid me of my clothes, her fingers fumbling from the distraction of Victoria’s kisses on her bare skin. Her lips run the length of Elena’s neck and down her shoulder as she undoes the zipper at the back of her dress. My heart thumps from the grueling eternity it takes for Elena to undress me, By the time my pants slide down my thighs and her dress ripples to the floor, my cock is rock hard.

“He is fucking exquisite,” Victoria purrs against the crook of Elena’s neck, causing her to let out a tiny whimper of agreement as she licks her lips. “Nearly as perfect as you.”

Victoria wraps her hand around my cock, skillfully unrolling a condom as she slides her fist from tip to base and back. Fuck… A low growl rumbles in my chest, a pained mixture of enjoyment and fighting my need to take control as she repeatedly fists my length. “Are you wet for him already?” Victoria asks, reaching her free hand between Elena’s thighs. “Because he’s fucking hard as hell for you.”

“For both of you,” I grit through my teeth, unable to hold my tongue as Victoria’s finger slips inside Elena’s already slick cunt. She pulls her glistening finger free and presses it to my lips before shushing me. My tongue darts from between my lips, licking at her finger, needing a taste of the sweet scent filling my nostrils.

“So eager,” she taunts, lightly pushing me to the chair behind me. She walks Elena backward over my thighs and lifts my cock, pressing my tip against to Elena’s inviting entrance.

Elena waits patiently for permission, hovering just above me. Victoria nods and Elena slowly lowers into my lap, pained whimpers blow over her lips as she struggles to fit me. Fisting her thick hips and fighting the urge to drag her over me, I hiss, “Fuck… You’re so fucking tight.”

“Look at you, taking every thick fucking inch,” Victoria croons as Elena buries me to the hilt. Victoria places her hands over mine, guiding Elena over my length. “You look so fucking good, stretched wide and riding his cock.”

“Thank you, Madame.” Elena’s voice quavers as she continues to adjust to my size.

Dropping to her knees between our feet, Victoria stares up at us. “You’ll look even better doing it with my face buried in your cunt.” Without hesitation, she runs her tongue over my balls and through Elena’s pussy, the three of us moaning together. She licks and sucks without abandon, causing Elena to grind over my length as she quickly hurtles toward her release.

While I’m not new to threesomes, this is a new and unique experience. I’m not used to the women being this into pleasing each other—usually it comes off as more of a chore while they wait their turn with me. But Victoria is as eager to make Elena come as I am.

Slipping my hand around Elena’s throat, I tip her head. Peppering a trail of wet kisses along her neck, I groan, “Ugh… she’s right. You’re fucking gorgeous riding my cock and her face.”