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Then he walked down the hall and disappeared into a room, leaving me on my ass with his cum dripping out of my pussy and onto the floor.

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Jeff

I didn’t look back at her when I left her on the landing. I didn’t need to. Sixty thousand dollars said she wasn’t going anywhere.

And I was going to make sure she earned every dollar.

I walked into my room and peeled off my shirt, followed by my jeans. My cock was still hard as I pictured how I’d left her—naked on the floor except for the stilettos and the collar I’d picked up from Macy when I paid my bill.

I hadn’t planned on bidding tonight. Hell, I hadn’t even planned on staying long. But the moment she stepped on that stage, I knew I had to have her.

Macy had asked if I wanted to buy a collar, too, when I’d handed her my credit card.

“It might help make the power dynamic clearer.”

I’d wanted to tell her there would be no confusion about who owned her, but then I thought it might be a nice reminder when we were apart.

Seeing it around her neck now? It did something to me. I’d have to thank Macy for the suggestion next time I saw her.

I sat on the edge of the bed and scrubbed a hand down my face. The little Phoenix hadn’t cried. Hadn’t begged. She’d just taken everything I gave her. Let me humiliate her at the club and in the car, then strip her and parade her naked through my house before I bent her over and fucked her raw.

In fact, based on how fucking soaked she got, I dared say she liked it.

And now she under my roof. Collared.

Mine.

My cock stirred again. I didn’t even try to fight it.

I stood and headed back down the hall. The guest room door was slightly ajar, and I pushed it open without knocking.

She was curled up under the covers, her hands in a prayer pose, with her eyes closed.

I stepped into the room and shut the door behind me, then pulled the comforter off her.

“Spread your legs.”

She rolled onto her back and did as I demanded without a word.

Good whore.

Maybe this time I’d even let her come.

Chapter Twelve

Vivian

The room was light when I opened my eyes, but it felt like there was something in my throat. I tried to cough, then realized it was Jeff’s cock as he straddled my face. His hand fisted my hair as he guided my mouth up and down his shaft.

“Good morning, whore.” He thrust so his balls rested on my chin. “I wanted you to start your day right.” He lightly slapped my cheek with his free hand. “Open wide.”

I did as he commanded and opened my mouth wider while relaxing my throat to allow him to slide his cock deeper inside.

“Oh yeah, that’s it,” he moaned as he started to increase the tempo, and I made gagging noises around the shaft. “Choke on that dick. Yeah. Just like that.”

My eyes watered as his cock easily glided in and out of my mouth from how much spit I’d produced.

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