Highest Bidder (Salacious Players’ Club)

Ronan

I’m practically dragging her out of the park. I may have a great view of the tower from the apartment, but we still have to get there by car. The driver is waiting for us as Daisy and I climb in, in a rush.

Thank fuck the partition is already up because the moment my ass hits the seat, she’s on my lap, her legs straddling my hips as I pull her lips to mine, ravenous for her mouth. She tastes delicious and so sweet as our tongues tangle, and I’m eating up every little moan and yelp she emits.

Fuck the rules. Fuck trying to protect myself from heartache. Fuck the past, and fuck the future.

Right now, it’s just about her and me, and this boiling hot passion that neither of us can seem to ignore any longer.

I need Daisy. I feel as if I might die without her touch because life certainly isn’t worth living without it. She’s come by my hand two nights in a row now, and I don’t think I can wait another second before I have her coming on my cock.

She’s writhing against me now, grinding her hungry, little pussy against the hard length in my pants, and it’s both the cutest and the hottest fucking thing I’ve seen in my life.

“You’re making a mess on my pants, baby girl,” I say with a laugh between kisses.

“I don’t care,” she replies, barely breaking the contact between her lips and mine. “I need you, Ronan.”

“Ronan?” I ask, kissing my way down to her neck, licking up the salty, sweet taste of her skin.

Letting out a sexy laugh, she digs her fingers in my hair. “I need you, Daddy.”

“God, I love when you call me that.” I grunt against her throat.

“I thought you hated it,” she replies, pulling back and stilling the motion of her hips.

I grab onto her waist, grinding her down on me. “No, baby. The problem is that I like it too much.”

The car pulls up to the apartment, and she climbs eagerly off my lap as the driver opens the door for her. I’m right behind her, and we’re rushing into the building together, her hand in mine as we reach the elevator. The moment it closes, her back is against the mirrored walls, and I’m devouring those perfect lips again.

Just knowing there is nothing under her dress, no barrier between me and her perfect cunt, makes me crazy. Everything about Daisy drives me crazy. Her sweet and her stubborn sides. The way it sounds when she calls me her daddy. Those little humming sounds she makes as I kiss her.

It makes me want to get more than a hum.

My body takes over, and the next thing I know, I’m on my knees in front of her. I don’t care that we’re in an elevator that could stop for anyone. I need her taste on my tongue. I drag up the hem of her dress, while I lift her left leg, and suddenly, I’m unhinged.

I lunge for her, dragging my tongue through her perfect pink folds. Like a wild animal with his first taste of a woman, I don’t lick her sweet cunt for her pleasure—like I normally would. I do it because I’m desperate for a taste. I warned her about this. That the things I wanted to do to her were filthy, and this is nothing compared to what I really have in mind.

“Ronan!” she shrieks, her trembling fingers clutching my hair at the scalp.

But I don’t stop. My tongue laps at her core like a starved man, and when I close my lips around her pussy, plunging my tongue inside her, she lets out a husky groan that sets my body on fire.

God, I need more. I need it all.

All too soon, I hear the bell of the elevator chime at our floor. After jumping to my feet, I toss her over my shoulder, carrying her into the apartment with her bare ass on display. I take her straight to the bedroom, tossing her onto the mattress and grabbing her legs to yank her to the edge.

Her cheeks are flushed and she’s wearing a lust-filled expression as she stares up at me. Everything about her is perfect.

She keeps her eyes on my face as I pull her upright, dragging her dress over her head. Then I find the clasp of her bra, quickly unhooking it so that it falls away and I have a full view of her.

“My perfect girl,” I say adoringly, letting my eyes rake over her entire body. Then, I trace my fingers over her pert breasts and down her soft stomach. She shivers in the wake of my touch, biting down on her bottom lip.

I make quick work of my clothes, feeling too goddamn eager to feel the bare skin of her body against mine. My cock aches behind the zipper of my pants, and I pull them down in a rush, noticing the way her eyes trail downward as it bounces free from my boxer briefs.

“On your hands and knees, Daisy,” I say in quiet command. Her eyes light up in anticipation as she shifts to kneeling and hovers near the edge of the bed for me.

Leaning down, I kiss her sweet lips. Then I stand upright and gently guide her mouth to my cock.

She moves her lips hungrily toward me, but I hold her back by her chin. “Easy, baby.” I grunt in a warning. With her mouth hanging open and her tongue out, I ease my cock toward her, watching her eyes darken with lust as I slide easily into her mouth.

The suction of her lips around my shaft, pulling toward the head, draws a low growl of pleasure from my body. When she adds a sweet hum, I nearly lose it.

“Oh fuck,” I mutter in a low, husky moan. “Your mouth is like heaven, baby.”

She drags her lips up and down my hard length, like slow, warm ecstasy. I wish I could stay like this forever, but after she swirls her tongue around the tight head of my dick, my control snaps.

Yanking her mouth away, I hold her by the chin. “Turn around for Daddy,” I say in a controlled command. As she quickly turns on all fours, I climb onto the bed behind her.

Once I have her beautiful pink pussy in my sights, my cock leaking with anticipation, I pause.

“Daisy…”

“Yes?” she replies sweetly.

“I have condoms in my side table drawer.”

She hesitates for a moment. “I…I don’t want to,” she says, and my brow furrows with concern.

“What do you mean you don’t want to?”

“You’ve been tested, right? So have I. I’m on birth control.”

My hands are on her sexy, round hips as I stare down at her. I shouldn’t. But where this girl is concerned, I can’t think straight. And just as I open my mouth to argue, she utters the words that ultimately do me in.

“I don’t want there to be anything between us. I want you to come…inside me.”

Fuck. How does she do this? How, with just a few words, does she completely dismantle my resolve and turn me into a desperate, dirty man?

“Oh, baby girl. Daddy wants that too.” My voice is so strained, my tone is like gravel. I’m at the end of my fuse, ready to explode.

Yanking her back toward me, I line up my cock and notice the way she starts to squirm and writhe. Easing my hand down her spine, I hold her still as I slide my way in, savoring the sight of her body taking every inch of my cock.

She lets out a cry of pleasure once I’m seated as far as I can go, shoving her hips back against me.

“You take me so well, Daisy.” I groan. As I pull out and thrust back in, this time with a little more force, she lets out a husky, wanton yelp.

“That’s it, baby. Let me hear you.” With a firm grasp on her hips, I do it again, and she lets me know just how much she loves it. Her sounds are filthy and beautiful, her fingers gripping the sheets tight as I fuck her.

I keep my movements slow but forceful, and when I stop moving altogether, she slams her hips back against me. “Goddamn. My girl is so eager. Do it again.”

She keeps it up, fucking herself with my cock, her moans and cries getting louder. It’s fucking amazing, but I know what my girl really needs.

Without warning, I pull out of her, and she lets out a desperate gasp. Quickly, I flip her on her back, shoving a pillow under her ass before I plunge back inside.

Then, I press my thumb to her clit, rubbing hard circles as I pick up my movement again. I watch with delight as her face morphs into divine pleasure.

“Come on Daddy’s cock, Daisy,” I mutter breathlessly. “Let me see it.”

And just like that, the orgasm takes her like an assault. Her legs start to stiffen, her spine curling, and I watch her body climax for the second time today.

At that very moment, I realize something. I could never come again for the rest of my life but spend every single day making her do that, and I’d die a very happy man. I love the way she comes. Everything from the way she squeezes her eyes shut to the way she curls her toes. I love it all.

Her pussy pulses around my cock, sending me over the edge. A carnal moan escapes my lips as I spill every single drop inside her, the intensity of it shaking me down to my core.

We are breathless and exhausted as I slowly lower myself over her, resting my head against her chest, just to hear the lively beating of her heart.

Happiness like this doesn’t last for long—I know that much. But I’m going to do everything I can to savor every second of it.

It’s going to hurt like hell when she breaks my heart, but fuck…she’s worth it.