Page 9 of Auctioned to the Billionaire Bodyguard

“Act natural,” I said. “Is there a way to get out of here that won’t raise suspicion?”

She was so close to me, I felt her eyelashes flutter against my cheek. And I was still inside her. “There’s a room that Skeeter and Zeke use when they want to share somebody, or when they want time with their women. I could try to take you there?” She sounded very hesitant. “No prospect has ever used it, but Zeke’s kind of into you, I think.”

Shit. The last thing I wanted was for Zeke to decide he wanted to fuck me next. That wasn’t happening.

“Ask him. Tell him we need privacy for what I’m asking to do to you.”

Her eyes widened. “What are you going to do to me?”

“Nothing. It’s a ruse.”

She narrowed her eyes at me. “How do I know you’re not some crazy guy here to sell me into sex slavery?”

“Your mom sent us. I know your name is Jessica Fletcher, and your dad’s last name was Walker, and that you’ve worked here since you were eighteen to make money for you and your mom.”

She looked shocked. “Okay. Go along with me.”

Suddenly she started moaning and was starting to rock her hips in a way that was making me hard again. I hissed.

“Zeke,” she cried out, “he wants to do some… kinky shit. Can he take me to the round room?”

He was pounding away on Lovey and barely paying attention. “Yeah, whatever,” he groaned out. “Fuck, Lovey. Why’s that pussy so goddamn good?”

Jess pulled off me and my cock was very disappointed. I got rid of the condom, grabbed some tissue to clean myself off with, and zipped myself back up. Jess, still topless, walked me out of the VIP room, down a hall, and into a fairly large room with a huge round bed in it. It didn’t take a degree to figure out that’s why it was called the round room.

As soon as the door closed, she said, “Tell me what’s going on.”

I shook my head. “There’s no time for that. Nadine is onstage and we’ve got to get her out of here before guys start trying to fuck her…”

Her eyes were as wide as saucers. “Who’s Nadine?”

Shit. I wasn’t about to tell her she had a sister while we she was topless, we’d just had sex, and we were trying to bust her out of a biker club. “Never mind that now. How can we get out of here?”

“The club?”

“Yes.” I was getting antsy. I didn’t think it’d be long before Zeke came in to start taking part in activities I didn’t want to do with him.

“Who all’d you bring with you?”

I frowned. “Two women, me, and another man. We have a getaway driver parked outside where no one can see him.”

She nodded, obviously thinking. “I could tell Bruiser, that’s the bouncer, that I’ve been dying to suck him off. I could get started while you get everyone rounded up. Then on your way out, you just grab me, and we run.”

I glanced down at her gorgeous tits.

“I guess I attract attention…” I didn’t bother to answer as she rifled around in the room and found a T-shirt to put on. It was cropped, tight, and had a deep V-neck. And she was braless. I wasn’t sure how much better it was than going without a top, but we didn’t have time to look for something else.

“Let’s go,” I said, opening the door and looking in the hallway. It was clear. We hurried to the end and I glanced around again. That’s when we overheard the conversation.

“Hey, Skeeter. Yeah, we got some interesting things going on here tonight.”

“What the fuck do you mean?” a mean, growly voice came through the speaker.

“Got a woman dancing who is fine as hell. We already told her she’s hired to dance here. We’re about to get her to do a line or two and then get a bunch of us together to take turns on her. See how good she fucks. I think she might be a new candidate for the VIP room.”

“Fuck. Wish I was there.”

Bruiser chuckled. “I’ll let you know how it goes.”