SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER

Sold
to the Highest Bidder

Sam
Crescent

Sold
for one million dollars…

Emily
is shocked to hear the ex she walked away from and refused to have
anything to do with since the day he proposed has paid a huge sum for
the pleasure of her company for one weekend. She doesn't do
commitment and she doesn't trust men.

Jason
let Emily get away once, but he wasn't going to again. The weekend
with her at the Master Resort is his chance to win her back. He was
her Dom. He's still her boss and Jason is not going to let her go a
second time.
She
will be collared and engaged by Sunday.

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SOLD TO THE HIGHEST BIDDER

Shades of Naughty Collection

Copyright © 2013 SAM
CRESCENT

Cover art by Amanda Kelsey

Edited by Trinity Scott

ISBN: 978-1-936387-61-8

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Chapter
One

Emily Hayes stood in
the queue behind several other women and wondered why she’d
done this to herself. Her nerves were totally fried. Her heart
wouldn’t slow down. She closed her eyes as another woman was
sold. Attending the Master’s resort had been a huge mistake.
When she’d seen the leaflet on the boss’s desk she’d
been intrigued. After reading through the details of the event she’d
signed up, ready and willing to become a submissive to a new Dom.
She’d been a submissive for some time and a few months ago the
right Dom had walked into her life. The problem with him, he’d
demanded more commitment. The moment he got down on one knee, she’d
fled.

Commitment of any
kind scared her. She’d seen what being devoted to one man had
done to her mother. Emily’s father hadn’t been well known
for being faithful. She hated the man who’d helped create her,
and because of her father she refused to commit.

Another woman was
sold to a man for the weekend. The line she stood in continued to get
shorter as doubts assailed her. The resort itself asked for willing
women who consented to be sold to a mystery Dom. By signing up for
this weekend she’d agreed to be put up for sale. The profit
made from the weekend’s bidding was given to charity. The money
raised went to help disadvantaged kids. The owner of the island and
this particular resort, Charles Robinson, had explained every little
detail during the phone conversation. She didn’t have to have
sex if she didn’t want to. The resort allowed for submissive
women to find a qualified Dom who’d be more than willing to
spend the weekend.

If she didn’t
like the man who bought her then Emily was not obligated to sleep
with him. Emily had been intrigued by the concept of meeting someone
else within the lifestyle. It was hard to find likeminded people
within the BDSM scene when she worked more than fifty hours a week.
Some of the Doms were not the type of man she looked for. She’d
heard the horror stories about awful Doms and had no intention of
putting herself at risk.

Running fingers
through her hair, she stood nervously, waiting for her turn. A
brunette was before her in the queue. She listened to the man list a
variety of skills about the woman. The bidding started and Emily’s
nerves grew. What if she didn’t earn enough? What if men didn’t
want her? She pushed the doubts aside and concentrated on the
bidding.

Emily wore the
bikini she’d been given. The red fabric covered enough of her
private parts even though it exposed a lot of her body. She wanted to
cover more of her flesh up but Charles said his rules applied during
the bidding. She never liked her body being on display. Her extra
curves and weight would be clearly seen by the audience. Her tummy
was rounded and her breasts were large. Some may say she was
hourglass while others would merely say fat.

The Dom she’d
walked away from had taken into account her nerves and never forced
her to go naked in front of others. She pressed a hand to her
stomach, hoping it would flatten in the next few minutes.

No such luck as
Charles called her out next.

“
Next up, we
have a virgin to the resort. She’s a little blonde peach and
well worth the money spent. Everybody, I introduce you to the lovely,
the beautiful, Emily,” Charles said.

The music started up
as she walked onto the stage. She fisted her hands at her sides. The
only problem she faced was the fright she got being observed on
stage. She never participated in public scenes because of the fear.
The Dom she’d left had understood her fear even though he
wanted to show her off. Why were her thoughts filled of him? She’d
walked away from him when he’d proposed to her.

She closed her eyes,
thinking about the man she could have easily given her heart to. When
he’d demanded more she’d run as far as she could. Emily
regretted her decision to walk away. She’d fallen in love with
him, Jason Young.

The music stopped
when she stood on the red cross onstage. Her heart continued to
pound. She gazed out at the audience. The light shining on the stage
stopped her from seeing the crowd. She wondered what they were
thinking while they stared at her.

“
Who will open
the bidding?” Charles asked.

“
One thousand
dollars,” a man called out.

A thousand dollars
wasn’t a bad start.

“
Three
thousand dollars.”

“
Four
thousand.”

“
Five
thousand.”

She listened as the
price went up and up.

Her palms were
sweaty and then the next price made her heart stop.

“
One million
dollars.”

Gasps echoed around
the room.

Emily recognised
that voice.

How could he be
here?

The sound of the
male voice filled her with regret. Before she’d walked away,
Emily had listened to that voice demand her submission. He’d
whispered orders and sweet nothings in her ear while he took her to
heaven and back. She regretted walking away from him after he
proposed. The man who had proposed to her was also the man she worked
for. Jason Young, the Dom she’d fallen in love with, the man
she’d run away from when he demanded more. And the same man was
her boss.

She’d seen the
leaflet for this resort on his desk. He was supposed to be away on a
business deal, not at the resort.

“
Sold.”
Charles’s words rang out and echoed across the room.

Shit, what had she
done?

****

Jason Young sat in
the crowd at the Master’s resort waiting for the woman who
would be his for the entire weekend. Every year without fail he made
sure to attend the resort’s annual get together. When Emily,
his personal assistant, made sure he was nowhere near the resort on
business, he’d become suspicious. He called Charles to confirm
Emily’s agreement to be a submissive for the auction event. The
anger at her constant running threatened to drive him insane. Emily
loved him. Jason saw it in the way she looked at him. When she didn’t
know he was looking, he saw her need to please him.

Before she’d
worked for him they’d been lovers. Their relationship never
affected their working one. They were able to put aside their
attraction and get the job done. Emily was a brilliant personal
assistant. The best personal assistant he’d ever worked with.

That was a lie.
Well, part of it may be a lie. They worked well together but Emily
drove him crazy with wanting her. There were times he watched her
working and all he wanted to do was bend her over his desk and spank
that full, rounded ass.

Seeing her onstage
with the way her nerves affected her, the protective instincts inside
him spilled out. Her hands were fisted at her sides, which was a
clear sign she wanted to get off the stage and out of the limelight.
When they’d been together he’d never done a scene in
public. Her safety and security mattered most to him.

The men who’d
placed bids made his anger rise. Emily Hayes was his woman and no
other man would ever know how silky soft her skin felt. He knew every
inch of his woman and this weekend she was going to learn to accept
his love.

One million dollars
was a small amount of his fortune. Emily was more than worth the
cost. He walked past the men toward his prize. He handed the check
over to Charles and took Emily’s hand. She didn’t resist.
He marched out of the crowded room. When he saw the men gazing at her
body, he removed his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders. No
one but him could look at her full curves.

She took the jacket
without argument.

“
What are you
doing here?” she asked. Her face paled.

“
Do you really
think I was too stupid to realise what you’d done?” He
turned and organised some food to be delivered to his room. The woman
at the desk gave a quizzical look before turning her attention to
Emily.

“
I thought
you’d be halfway around the world by now,” she said.

Grabbing her arm, he
moved toward the elevator. Jason counted his blessings at the fact
she hadn’t fought him. Pressing the button to his floor, he
stared at the woman at his side. Emily was the most beautiful woman
he’d ever seen. Her blonde hair fell around her body in golden
waves. He’d lost himself with her hair surrounding him multiple
times. The chemistry between them had always been mind shattering.

He folded his arms
so he wouldn’t reach out for her.

“
Why, Emily?”

Her fingers ran
through her hair. Her hands shook with the movement.

“
I’ll
get the answer out of you eventually.”

“
Why did you
spend so much money? We’re over. You know that.”

He shook his head.
“What I know is you’re running scared, just like always.
You’re afraid to let yourself be loved.”

“
That wouldn’t
scare me.”

Jason moved in,
trapping her between his body and the corner of the elevator booth.
“No? Then why were you content to be in my arms before I asked
for more? I remember how you screamed my name when my cock was so
deep inside you, you couldn’t think straight.”

He cupped her cheek,
relishing the feel of her silken skin against his fingers.

She gasped. Her eyes
dilated as she stared up at him. Her pussy would be dripping wet.
Jason wanted to lick her until she came apart in his arms. He yearned
for her. The time they’d spent apart had been a nightmare.
Emily was his woman. She shouldn’t be running from him.

“
You want me,”
he said.

“
You’re
asking too much. I can’t be the person you want.” She
broke off when his body was pressed against hers. His cock rested
into the curve of her stomach. The thick shaft pulsed with the need
to be inside her. There were times his cock had a mind of its own.