Lily’s POV
I am angry, I am tired, I am a lot of other things, but being broke tops them all. And that's why I am doing this now and sitting in front of my computer. I only need one fifty thousand dollars for now, I can keep working for my college funds. I just need to pass through this phase of my life successfully. Then I can fulfill my own dreams... Thinking back at what the nurse said at the hospital and seeing my brother lying down there when something can be done to keep him safe before we find a donor, just shows me how much I want him to finally have peace, I know I have to do this. I know I have to stop being a chicken and sign up for the online auction. I am aware I don't even need to do anything if I don't want to. No one is forcing me, this is not a physical auction like the ones I have heard. Everything happens online, and if I don't like what I see I can just back out. I'm losing my mind. That's the only thought that sears through my brain as I sit on my couch, staring at the website open on my room’s computer. “PLACEBID.COM” I wish it was as simple as the name implies and it's not the internet's infamous stop for rich guys looking to fulfill their crazy fantasies, because how would you decide you would spend thousands of dollars for a night with a virgin? “Hey, are you getting into it?” Mira squeaked behind me as she came to my room all dressed for work. Thank God Miss Robson had thought it was ideal to take days off. “Yes,” I muttered silently. “Do you need me to help you choose your one-in-a-million-dollar dude for you?” She asked, all too eagerly, “No, thank you, I would like to choose my one-night stand without having your too anxious eyes on me. Now go to work so that I can do this with a sensible mind” She pouted her mouth but she didn't argue. Kissed me and hurried away. I sat down in front of my computer again when the door was locked and I am now alone to face my demons. I don't need a prince charming, I doubt I can see that on a site like this. “Hell, I would be glad if I didn’t end up with a creep or worse a serial killer” I muttered to no one. I like the fact that she didn't tease me about being a virgin like the rest of our classmates in school. In fact, I never had to defend myself because she did that for me. The guys wanted me, and that even made it unacceptable to them. So I just lied, so as long as Henfriend High was involved, I lost my virginity on the night of the Bogus School Concert. I wasn't that naive, No. I knew my first time would probably suck. I just wanted it to be a little less . . . Well, High school, and now it's too late to get any of my high school boys now that I'm a nineteen-year-old virgin, living in the bubbling city of New York. I'm too shy to even flirt back when a cute guy chats me up at work because I feel like it's written all over my forehead. Never been fucked. Virgin for life. No Redemption. I first clicked the website and proceeded to sign up because I could feel that I was stalling, I mean, yes, 99% of me wanted the money. But that little 1% in the back of my mind is thinking of the dangers that could as well come with this recklessness. Not to mention I could finally satisfy my raging hormones. I have not kept my virginity because of my lack of desire to have sex. I have a hardcore imagination and willingness to go with it. I want to finally strip down with a real guy and let him take control of my body, touch me wherever he wants, position me anyway he likes, and then thrust his hot, thick dick inside me . . . Shit. Am I actually getting turned on by the idea of selling myself to a stranger on the internet? "It’s the money, Lily," I murmur under my breath. "You aren't committing yourself to anything." Signing up, I tried not to use my real name, and a lot of real information as much as I can manage them, no sane person would do that. I click through a couple of sample profiles to reassure myself. There are some hot guys on here—unless the samples are totally imaginary people. Which I guess is possible. But damn, if the real guys look anything like these, I could totally let him fuck me senseless. The setup page proved to be a lot harder to complete. It's definitely not as simple a dating site, For one thing, it's so long. And for another, the questions asked to be answered. What's your deepest, darkest fantasy? I pause, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. I thought about my fantasies and started to type. “Meeting the eyes of a handsome stranger in a bar full of people, he crosses the room, grabs me by the hand, and pulls me into the restroom. Before I can blink, we’re making out, hot and heavy. His hands are all over me, under my shirt, down my jeans. Circling my nipples, then pinching just hard enough to make me gasp, and slipping a thick finger into my soaking pussy at the same time. I can’t even see him, but I can feel his thick, fat cock rubbing all over my ass, teasing between my cheeks, before he finally thrusts deep inside me and starts to fuck me, hard and fast. . .” I swallow hard. I can feel my panties soaked already and I’m only on the first damn question. Shit. I am not even this bold! No this is all my imagination. I take a deep breath. Somewhere out there, a lot of guys are going to read everything I type in here. But the thought of my future V-card owner reading this fantasy is what turns me on the most I erased what I wrote and just typed it as short as possible. “I fantasize about a man taking control and training me during sex, in the bedroom” then I hit enter. Describe your sex life in one sentence. “My sex life is Non-existent” I typed. Then added “Unless my vibrator counts” Before I hit send. Why are you doing this? That was the next question. I really do not have to tell them any real-life scenarios, so I typed “For the money” After almost a list of non-ending questions, I was done and the screen of rules and regulations popped up, and as with everything else on the website, it was long. But I caught the first couple of rules, You cannot talk about real things on a website designed for selling yourself to the highest bidder until you have connected physically. Of course, I am a smart woman. I got bored of reading the contract, rules, and regulations so I just scrolled to the end of the page and clicked “Accept” and that sealed it, It was done, I have an account. I wish I understood my desires. I am not sure why the idea of a guy fucking me doggy style with my face buried in a pillow, or shoving his cock down my throat until I gasp for air makes me wet. I want to try those things, but I’m a little afraid to admit it. I used a year-old picture of my best features, along with a couple of full-body pictures of me dancing at a dark room event. They were not very recent but it will give my bidder an idea of who to expect. Ass shown, boobs visible. I take another long breath. Okay, maybe a few breaths. Finally, it was time to write a little thing about myself in my bio, “I am nineteen years old, I write, and I’m a virgin. I’m looking for the right man to claim my virginity, but only if the price is right . . . After all, This only happens once” Now it was time for me to worry, about what makes me think I would be chosen in the pool of thousands and thousands of beautiful girls. Why would any sane rich guy pick me, well except if they are not sane? Now I wait. My boyfriend in high school told me enough of that, and as much as I would like to admit, it stuck. He has shown up a couple of times in my work to apologize about the way we broke up and to get back together and I almost gave him a chance. I checked the time on my clock and saw that I had taken more than an hour to sign up for this thing. I logged off and went to prepare a light dinner. I won't worry about what I have already done. I only need to wait for messages from the bidders now. But I have to sleep early, I have to be in the hospital all through tomorrow. I made a silent prayer that I would meet at least a dozen messages when I got back on the computer tomorrow evening.Lily’s POV “I have to tell you, sweety, Your brother has been moved two roles up, and he is now number twentieth on the list, it won't be long now. You have tried so much” The nurse said to me as I began to settle down in the hospital. She and the other nurses have been more than kind to me and my brother. With no families and no money, I feel they have been fair to us despite their code of conduct. The news makes me happy, really happy that soon it would be his turn to get a donor. A good news, something to hope for. And before then I would have prepared the money needed. “We will wake him up from unconsciousness now, I'm sure he has been hoping to wish a happy birthday. I totally forgot about my birthday yesterday. It didn't end well but it does not matter, next year is another time to celebrate. “Thank you,” I muttered to her and she was gone. “Hey darling,” I said as he popped his eyes open weakly, Lucas is my only family and I love him to death, which makes his pai
Aiden’s POV I always get what I want. Every time, In business. In life. Always. I get what I want because I have always taken, My entire life, that’s exactly what I’ve done. Take. Take. And Take. And it’s worked graciously. I’m the CEO of Blackwood Hotels and Resorts, and I have done well to spread everything across the world. I have more money than a man could dream of but the best thing of all, I always have a pussy to tap on. If I want to get laid, all I have to do is give a little attention to the hottest woman in the room, and within ten minutes, she is on my dick, riding as if her whole fucking life depended on it. But then, I get tired of them all, they tend to get tiring only after a few meetings, and none has stayed with me past a few weeks. So now I seek just one-night stands, but it's only different because I see them beforehand and decide to fuck them. And that's exactly what I am doing on the fucking website. I was losing my patience when I saw her reques
LILY’s POVI will be meeting my mystery man in less than ten hours, too small to plan anything but enough time to change my mind, why then am I not doing just that? I looked at my phone again for the address he sent to me. I am supposed to get shaped up in the spa just for him. I wonder if he convinces every woman he fucks to jump through this many hoops? I wonder if he pays sessions for all the girls he fucks, or just a few. At least that information is not strange to me, whoever I am going to meet is meant to make me the beautiful version of me. “Hey,” A hand touched my shoulder.“What?” I jumped up, “I have been calling your name, Lily. Since you didn’t answer, I let myself in” “Oh I’m sorry, there are a lot of things on my mind” “I know, but your brother is going to be alright” She put her arms around me and enveloped me into a warm hug. “I know. He has to be. Not when I am doing this” She looked at me then, maybe finally understanding what might be going on. “You did?” He
AIDEN’s POVSo it has been a long time since I’ve bothered with women at all. At least not officially, I find supermodels in clubs and that's it. They sign a non-disclosure contract beforehand so that they know what they are getting into. Or it could just be in my usual auction house. They attend to me based on my type of woman, but secretly. Leading to having my name on an annoying amount of Most Eligible Bachelor lists. There’s a reason why I haven’t really dated in a long time. It's because I’m a realist, so I find it hard to admit that I’ve sensed...something. Someone. Hovering just at the edge of my world. It’s so hard to explain. Is hard for me to really love someone, so I just take and take until I have filled a hole inside my heart for a minute. And then I start to find another piece to dig my dick into.But Lily is not a professional anything, she is not a supermodel who knows the way of things, and she is not a member of an auction house either! Maybe it's different this t
Lily’s POVI didn’t eat much, I really couldn't. Not when he is looking at me as if he could not wait another minute to eat me or bend me down on the table and have his way with me. “What are you thinking about?” “Uh nothing,” I shifted in my seat, nervously. There was evidence of mischief in his voice. He has teased me beyond my imagination and he sits there as if he is the most innocent person in the world. But I know, innocence is far from him. “You don’t seem like there is nothing, are you scared? We have not even started anything and you are scared?”“No, no . . . I am not scared, sir. I am just thinking.”“You can go now if you think you are not up for this?” I looked at him then. His face looks so cold. Unreachable. “You are letting me go? Really letting me go?”“No, that's far from it. I am just letting you decide to do this. I am asking for your permission. Because once you enter inside my mansion that’s all. It’s final”“And if I really want to leave, run as fast as my
Lily’s POVHe said this whole thing was about pleasing him. While he had made me come at different times, I have not done anything to please him. And No, he doesn’t look pissed or irritated. He looks like he is enjoying this so much. . . Too much even!How good he makes me feel. How he unlocks sensations in me I didn’t even know existed. He grabs my hips and flips me over onto my stomach, my ass sticking straight up in the air. He lifts my hips and slides a pillow under me, then I feel a sharp sting as he slaps my ass. “Owww!” I winched as his palm spanked my bare ass over and over again, but I liked it. I swallow hard and meet his eye. “Please. Please, Sir.”“Please what, Lily?“Please take me”He rubs his hand across the spot he just slapped, and the sting fades to a dull throbbing ache. “God, you are so fucking sexy. Do you have any idea what a perfect creature you are?” He trails his other hand down my back, tracing my spine. “You drive me wild. I want to claim every inch of you.
Lily's POVWhen I opened my eyes again, it was a blinding light that filled the room, coaxing me from my deep sleep. My plea went on deaf ears and I had allowed myself to sleep rather peacefully.I groaned and winced as the sunlight poured in through the open window above. Then I stretched out and opened my eyes. It was a beautiful May morning, bright and promising. Almost made me forget my worries. I threw aside the bedcovers and stood to my feet, naked and bare.The window of the room I was in was wide open: I didn't remember this happening when I had come in last night. Aidan Blackwood must have walked into the room to open it himself, while I was fast asleep.How come I didn't wake up? It was as though he had fucked me straight into deep sleep.The window was French, stretching from the top of the wall to the very bottom. However, I stood before it, all naked and exposed. The mansion I was in faced a large expanse of lawn, and there was nobody out there to see me.Except for a ma
Lily's POV"I do....I mean, I don't. I don't....know." I stammered in response. "I've never done that before."Aidan Blackwood stared at me for what seemed like ages. His jaw tightened for a fraction of a second, and I watched as some admiration flickered in his eyes. "Well, you're good at it."My cheeks warmed with a blush. "Thank you." "Good," he grunted, eyebrows raised. “Yet another part of you that is surprising." Slowly he rose to his feet, standing on the bathtub. My eyes darted upwards and caught his, and in this position—him above me—I felt as though I was staring at a god.Quickly, he clambered out of the bath, giving me my first full glimpse of this absolute, divinely formed god that is Aiden Blackwood.I was staring at him openly too, my mouth gaping and drooling slightly. His erection was slightly tamed, yet still massive and upright. Wow! He was rearing to go again!He wrapped a small towel around his waist, covering that wonderful dick view, and held out a larger, flu