Page 73 of Single Girl Rules: Auctioned

I laughed. “Relax. He’s not here. Which is a real shame. I’dlove one more taste of his banana before I walk down the aisle. And I bet you’dlove another ride on that thing too.”

“Another?!”

I winked at her and pulled out my phone.

“Please tell me you’re not calling him.”

“I’m not. I’m opening up the mission report that he sent toLuigi Locatelli after the auction.” I propped my phone up so that we could bothwatch the recording. And then I hit play.

The video started with the banana king leaning back in hisleather office chair. The sun was just starting to rise over the Miami coast inthe floor-to-ceiling window behind him.

“Operation Little Red Riding Virgin, status report 3,” he saidinto the camera. “The time is…” He pushed his sleeve up to check his Rolex andI couldn’t help but admire his beautiful forearms. His arm veins were unparalleled.Actually, that wasn’t true. The veins in his dick were even better. But his armveins were pretty damn sexy. “The time is 07:14 on Monday, September 23, 2013. Currentlocation: Master office, Locatelli Resort and Spa.” He paused and took a deepbreath. “The mission did not go according to plan.”

Chapter 18 – Operation Little Red Riding Virgin

The events of Sunday, Sept 22, 2013, as told by the banana king

It had been nearly two hours since the girls had rappelleddown the side of my resort. And my idiot guardsstillhadn’t found them.Which was shocking, because I’d promised the boys they could do whatever theywanted with Chastity and the brunette. Ash, on the other hand, was off limits.

There was no way I was going to let my guards spoil myvirginity auction. Especially after earlier. I’d exercised a level of self-controlthat I’d previously thought impossible.

At first it had been easy to keep my hands off of Ash. Yes,she was beautiful. But she’d been so scared of me that I hadn’t even thoughtabout doing anything sexual with her. I’d actually felt kind of bad aboutauctioning off her virginity.

But when I walked outside onto the terrace this morning…everythingwas different.

She was just lounging on the terrace in a tiny little bikinisipping on some banana juice. I’d done a lot of kidnappings, and not once had agirl ever beenthischill about it.

Or at least…she was chill until the sun came out from behinda cloud. Then she had a mini freakout about not having enough sunscreen and raninside screaming. But by the time I followed her inside, she was back to normal.

This was the first real test of my mental fortitude, becauseshe tossed me a bottle of sunscreen and asked if I could rub it all over her.

She pretended to be shocked when I untied her bikini top. Butthen she loosened up a bit. At one point she reached for the lotion bottle andaccidentally grabbed my cock. The way her face turned red with shock… Sofucking sexy.

I wondered how shocked she’d look if I whipped it out. Iwanted to feel her lips around my cock. I wanted so badly to taste her sweet pussy.And I wanted to sink my fingers into her long red hair. But most of all, I wantedto see the look on her face as I claimed her virgin pussy with my humungous cock.

But for the sake of the mission, I didn’t fuck her. Instead Iexcused myself and went out onto the terrace. Luckily one of the maids was outthere tidying up, and she was more than happy to let me relieve my stress allover her face.

I tried to keep my distance from Ash the rest of the morning,but she kept wanting to hang out. She was surprisingly good at ping pong. Butin my defense, I was quite distracted because her tits kept falling out of herbikini top.

Anyway, despite all that, I’d managed to keep myself fromfucking her.

But ever since she escaped from the terrace, fucking her wasall I could think about. I’d been hard for two fucking hours straight.

I pulled up our roster of maids and scrolled through theirheadshots. They were all hot…that was a requirement of the job. But none ofthem were calling to me. Until I saw Maeve.

When did we get a ginger on our staff?

I clicked on her picture and her file popped up.

Apparently we’d hired her a few weeks ago, which explained whyI hadn’t seen her. I’d hardly been in the office these past few weeks, and evenif I had been, a new maid wouldn’t have been assigned to the top floors. Too manysensitive documents up here to let some new girl walk around by herself. Especiallywith our rivals gunning for us…

I clinched my hands into fists and refocused on Maeve’s file.

Twenty-two years old. Five foot six. Double D tits.

Sounds good to me.

I hit the intercom to talk to my assistant. “Send Maeve up.”

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