Every time she looked at him, her thoughts went down decidedly naughty avenues, which no doubt had a lot to do with her coming up with this auction plan in the first place. Still, if he sacked her, she would at least sleep better at night and not be plagued by erotic dreams of his large hands all over her body.
“An auction would be fun, especially if the staff joined in. I dare say we would garner a lot of attention if we put you on the auction block, Mr. Bryce.” Monique tittered in laughter like some darn schoolgirl with a crush, and Hannah rolled her eyes.
Really, could she be any more obvious in her attempts to get into his good graces and his pants?

Auctioned By Mr Ceo

<p>Logan slipped his fingers under the elastic of the tiny bit of lace that covered up her pussy, and grunted his approval at the wetness which greeted him. Her fingernails dug into his skin, and Hannah jerked when he slipped one long finger into the tight clasp of her body.</p>

<p>"Hmm, what have we here, Mrs. Bryce. Is this all for me?" He pulled back slightly to see her expression. Head thrown back, eyes shut, Hannah’s breath came in short gasps that turned into a long drawn out moan when he added a second finger and thrust those digits in and out of her channel, curling them until he found that little raised patch he was looking for.</p>

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