In France, she wouldn’t have lasted a week in celibacy.
Not untouched.
Not sleeping alone.
In fact, if I had met her in Paris, I would have had her pressed against my sheets before she could even finish her glass of wine.
Well. . .I have her now, and I’ll make up for lost time.
My cock was aching, throbbing in my slacks like a beast caged too long, desperate to break free.
My self-control—the careful restraint I prided myself on—had been unraveling by the second, and now, with her in my arms, her scent thick in my lungs, the taste of her still on my tongue—I waslosingit.
The way she touched my cock while I was kissing her—I nearly lost my fucking mind.
If it had been any other night, if I weren’t trying topacemyself, I would have had her bent over the seat, pulled her panties to the side, and buried my cock deep inside her pussy, fucking her until she forgot how to say her own name.
And the way shemoanedwhen I kissed her?
Like she was already picturing it.
A dark groan left me.
She turned to me, looking all innocent like she didn’t know what was going on in my mind.
I exhaled sharply, dragging a hand through my hair.
My jaw went tight with restraint.
I had tried—fuck, I hadtried—to be a gentleman, to take my time, to give her the slow seduction she deserved.
But now?
Now that my cock was aching, throbbing against my slacks with every needy pulse of her body against mine?
Now, I couldn’t help it.
I brushed my lips against her ear. "Désolé, ma belle, mais je ne peux plus me retenir."
She licked her lips. “What did you say?”
“Sorry, my beautiful, but I can’t hold back anymore.”
“Maybe, I don’t want you to hold back.”
My hand tightened on her thigh, sliding higher. “I was trying to be good for you. But now that I’m this fucking hard, I don’t think the words coming out of my mouth will be particularly gentlemanly.”
I pulled back just enough to meet her gaze—searching for hesitation, for doubt—only to find fire.
She smirked. “Bring it on.”
I breathed her in. “First, I should give you some form of a disclaimer.”
“Oh really?”
“Yes.”
“And what is the disclaimer?”
