Page 80 of Pleasurable Secrets


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“I already donated a hefty check tonight. I think myself and the charity are even.”

“Would you volunteer for me?” She batted those long eyelashes. “I think if you were the first man on stage, you’d spark hefty bids.”

I sighed. “The only way I am walking onto that stage is if you bid on me.”

“What? No.” She waved her hands.

“All you have to do is bid until you win. When the auctioneer counts down, you yell out the winning bid. I’ll cover the cost of the bid.”

She placed her hand on her chest. “I don’t know are you sure?”

“I am. And that is the only way I’ll participate.”

Her cute face twisted. “Ok.”

I walked down the aisle onto the stage. Emoni was right. The second I stepped on stage women stood to their feet cheering. Five other men joined me on stage. The bids poured in. Emoni waited. Two women were in a bidding war over me for one hundred K.

“One hundred five thousand dollars.” The red head lady stated smiling, walking toward the stage like she’d won.

“Going once. Going twice.”

“One hundred fifty thousand dollars,” Emoni shouted.

The red head lady turned, scowling at Emoni.

“Going once. Going twice. Sold to the lady at the bar.”

I didn’t want to grin ear to ear and make it obvious. But I was excited she won.

Strolling toward the bar, I raised my hand to the bartender. He placed a vodka on the rocks before me.

“Great job, Emoni.”

She smiled wide. “I learned from the best.”

I slipped my check book out of my tuxedo jacket and wrote the check to the charity. I placed the check on the bar. The auctioneer appeared, collecting the check from Emoni.

Two hours later, our lips were glued together. I shoved her petite body against the hotel door as I slipped the card in the slot. Three vodka cranberries later, our tongues were damn near permanently attached. That was what it took to get her to my hotel room.

Lying on my stomach, stark naked. I opened one eye. My tattooed arm was sprawled over her stomach. I caressed her soft skin. She didn’t stir. The clock read three a.m. Normally, I kicked women out right after we had sex. Why was Emoni still here? Something weird was happening because I wanted her to stay.

The second time my eyes slowly opened I glanced around the room. It was empty. Sitting up and tossing my legs over the side, I stretched. My fingers ran through my tousled black mane. I flexed my muscled back. Standing to my feet, I strolled toward the bathroom, rubbing my eyes. I placed my hand on the knob and the door flew open.

“Oh, my god!” she shrilled, staring at my cock.

“Shit, I thought you were gone.”

Finally, her eyes met mine. “I didn’t think you’d wake up soon. I was just leaving.”

“You don’t have to leave. I thought you were gone because it’s day light.”

She smirked. “Well, I’m leaving now.” She strutted toward the door.

I stalked behind her, placing my hand on the door. “Don’t leave.”

“Don’t leave. Why not?”

“This is my last day in town. I was hoping you’d spend a few hours with me or the day.”

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